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  <title>non est vivere sed valere vita est</title>
  <subtitle>life is more than just being alive</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Taki Haginosuke</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-26T22:31:21Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:9545</id>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-04-26T18:17:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T22:31:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-26T22:31:21Z</updated>
    <category term="finals"/>
    <category term="home"/>
    <category term="work"/>
    <category term="eiri"/>
    <category term="family"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="PADDING-LEFT: 14px; FONT-SIZE: 13px; PADDING-TOP: 20px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fairest Home I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Was founded in an Hour&lt;br /&gt;By Parties also that I knew&lt;br /&gt;A spider and a Flower &lt;br /&gt;A manse of mechlin and of Floes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -- Emily Dickinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, finals.&amp;nbsp; They usually end up being easier than I expect, but I still can't help but fret over them.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe it's my obsessive worrying that's making&amp;nbsp;the finals easier?&amp;nbsp; Whatever.&amp;nbsp; My logic probably fails at the moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home yesterday, stayed for a night and came back.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure what prompted me to visit home, especially since I'm going to spend a greater majority of my summer vacation there, but...I kind of miss home.&amp;nbsp; Even if my father is still trying to lure me into taking over, mother still wants to set me up with girls, and Eiri still acts like he's five.&amp;nbsp; It's nice, knowing that there always going to be one place where you fit in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it's time to drag my butt to work.&amp;nbsp; The tourists have been acting up more than usual lately.&amp;nbsp; Must be the summer air.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;Almost makes me want to borrow a katana from someone.&amp;nbsp; But I guess I'll stick&amp;nbsp;to using my English textbook as my weapon for now.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:9359</id>
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    <title>I ADORE France</title>
    <published>2008-04-18T20:37:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-18T20:37:24Z</updated>
    <category term="food"/>
    <category term="eiri"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="france"/>
    <category term="family"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 7.5pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So all that "French" food I had at the conventions?&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; Absolutely nothing like the food I'm getting in France.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, this is &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I honestly don't think I've ever gone on a better vacation - ever:&amp;nbsp; the people here are lovely, the food is out of this world, and Jirou is wonderful to travel with.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw these precious glass miniature replicas of the Eiffel Tower that one of the street vendors were trying to get rid of, so I got a whole bunch of those to bring to people for souvenirs.&amp;nbsp; So Wakato?&amp;nbsp; You didn't have to demand a gift, okay~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One question, though:&amp;nbsp; Is&amp;nbsp;it really so awkward for me to use &lt;i&gt;vous&lt;/i&gt; with the little&amp;nbsp;kids I see running around the hotel?&amp;nbsp; I mean, I don't want to seem rude by using the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;tu&lt;/i&gt; forms, but they keep shooting me weird looks.&amp;nbsp; Or it might just be my&amp;nbsp;Japanese-accented French that's throwing them off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jirou, stop worrying about the flight back.&amp;nbsp; Relax and enjoy, okay?&amp;nbsp; &lt;s&gt;Just&amp;nbsp;don't say "please go down" this time, and I think we'll be just fine.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private"&gt;I think that getting away from Japan has really helped Jirou.&amp;nbsp; He seems less tense and more the way he was back before everything crashed down and he changed.&amp;nbsp; The bitterness is no longer apparent.&amp;nbsp; I truly hope that his attitude will stay that way when we return.&amp;nbsp; I miss sweet, sweet Jirou.&amp;nbsp; I really do.&amp;nbsp; I know I would love him no matter what, but seeing him trying to be someone he's not hurts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, though, I finally heard back from Eiri.&amp;nbsp; His ex?&amp;nbsp; Not pregnant with his kid.&amp;nbsp; Turns out that she’d been sleeping around the whole time. &amp;nbsp;I don't know whether I want to be relieved or angry.&amp;nbsp; In any case, my parents&amp;nbsp;have explicitly&amp;nbsp;requested that I go back home after the dorms close.&amp;nbsp; I would have, regardless of whether or not they asked.&amp;nbsp; My mother playing matchmaker can be irritating, and my father's obsession with wanting me to inherit his business drives me up the wall, but they're my family.&amp;nbsp; And I do love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:8883</id>
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    <title>Stage Two</title>
    <published>2008-04-11T18:30:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T11:30:24Z</updated>
    <category term="stage two"/>
    <category term="whore"/>
    <category term="leather pants"/>
    <category term="breakup"/>
    <category term="do not attempt"/>
    <category term="stupid fluffball"/>
    <content type="html">Next time I go clubbing, I'm dragging someone with me.&amp;nbsp; I mean, leather pants?&amp;nbsp; I didn't even &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; I had leather pants.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Besides, the hangover was pretty awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage one was definitely better.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Feeling listless and empty is definitely better than stage two's pure&amp;nbsp;monstrosity.&amp;nbsp; Oh, God.&amp;nbsp; There are going to be some people I can't look in the face for a while.&amp;nbsp; Just a feeling I get.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jirou?&amp;nbsp; I love you, dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private"&gt;I guess I'm just a Jyousei Shounan whore.&amp;nbsp; Just broke up&amp;nbsp;with their buchou and hooked up with fukubuchou two days later.&amp;nbsp; This is a complete disaster.&amp;nbsp; Stage two is supposed to be the "get drunk and wasted and wake up next to someone you don't know."&amp;nbsp; It wasn't supposed to be get half-drunk and fool around with someone you &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; know.&amp;nbsp; And the way I was just &lt;em&gt;begging&lt;/em&gt; that orange fluffball to kiss me...There is no way I can ever look at anyone on their team in the eye ever again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, honestly, I knew he was still totally head-over-heels in love with Kajimoto and I still asked him to kiss me.&amp;nbsp; I guess I just wanted to have a taste of something spicy, something hot, something I haven't tasted in years.&amp;nbsp; I got what I asked for, but it hurt.&amp;nbsp; God only knows why, but it did.&amp;nbsp; But all's good.&amp;nbsp; Getting hurt due to one's own stupidity is a lot better than getting hurt by someone else's cruelty, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a complete sprint down memory lane.&amp;nbsp; It was like I was sixteen and didn't know what the hell I was doing.&amp;nbsp; I mean, who am I to throw people against walls?&amp;nbsp; That was so...five years ago.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Taki now wouldn't do that...But I did.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The way he challenged me drove me insane and made my&amp;nbsp;brain lose all control of my body and my actions.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That'll teach me to drink next time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;How stupid&amp;nbsp;am I, exactly?&amp;nbsp; A voice&amp;nbsp;replies, "Very," and I think I agree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Over</title>
    <published>2008-04-09T00:02:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-09T11:19:53Z</updated>
    <category term="lost"/>
    <category term="kajimoto"/>
    <lj:music>I Wanna Dance with Somebody - Whitney Houston</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even though I was the one to bring up the break up, it hurts.&amp;nbsp;I guess in a break up, no matter who originally thought to bring it up, it will always hurt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Now that it’s over, I really wonder what I’ve been doing the month and a half I’ve been with him.&amp;nbsp;Nothing, to be honest.&amp;nbsp;Aside from a few kisses, we’ve been no more than friends who hang out together.&amp;nbsp;Neither of us suggested a one-month anniversary dinner.&amp;nbsp;I thought briefly of asking Hisa about it, but…I couldn’t.&amp;nbsp;It was like I couldn’t talk about anything without fear of being turned down.&amp;nbsp;It shouldn’t be that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Hm.&amp;nbsp;I should probably thank Wakato for this.&amp;nbsp;If it hadn’t been&amp;nbsp;for the conversation I had yesterday with him, I might have never realized the thing that was making me suffer so much in the relationship I had with Hisa.&amp;nbsp;While Wakato could claim that he loved Hisa so easily, when I tried, the words got stuck in my mouth.&amp;nbsp;I couldn’t say them.&amp;nbsp;It didn’t hit me until I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; I couldn’t say them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I couldn’t say the words because I didn’t mean them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;It’s ridiculous, really, when I start thinking about it.&amp;nbsp;I can’t even remember why Hisa and I agreed to go out anymore...I just know that there was something about his perfection and that pretty face that so intrigued me.&amp;nbsp;When I asked Hisa why he agreed to date me, he said he didn’t know.&amp;nbsp;It’s just as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;HIsa wasn’t—isn’t—what I need.&amp;nbsp;I need someone with a big enough heart for everything that now makes me…well, me.&amp;nbsp;And…I don’t think he has that.&amp;nbsp;He’s wonderful, he is, but he just seems like he’s a million miles away on some cloud I will never, ever be able to reach no matter how hard I try…And, until this morning, I’d been willing to try.&amp;nbsp;But not anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I need a man who'll take a chance,&lt;br /&gt;On a love that burns hot enough to last.&lt;br /&gt;So when the night falls,&lt;br /&gt;My lonely heart calls.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;A man who’ll take a chance…On a love that burns hot enough to last, huh, Whitney?&amp;nbsp;You’re so funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be at home for the next&amp;nbsp;few days if anyone needs me.&amp;nbsp; It'll be good to be home, I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit: &lt;/strong&gt;Never mind.&amp;nbsp; I can barely drag myself to class, much less home.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Eiri and I are related...?  Really?</title>
    <published>2008-04-04T23:43:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-04T23:43:10Z</updated>
    <category term="hell"/>
    <category term="eiri"/>
    <category term="stupid"/>
    <category term="family"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;Don't expect much, I'm warped and twisted&lt;br /&gt;Burnt out, wasted, empty,&amp;nbsp;and hollow&lt;br /&gt;Today's just yesterday's tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;The sun died out, the ashes sifted&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here, warped&amp;nbsp;and twisted.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Eiri that moving in with his girlfriend was going to end in disaster.&amp;nbsp;Did he believe me?&amp;nbsp;No.&amp;nbsp;Of course not. &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he’s in hell.&amp;nbsp;And I can’t fish him out of it.&amp;nbsp;He got the girl pregnant.&amp;nbsp;It really makes me wonder if Eiri and I are really related. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;I’ll probably have to actually go up to Tokyo this time.&amp;nbsp;Both families think the other is at fault, and they’re about at each other’s throats with daggers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;Please. &amp;nbsp;Just shoot me now. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Meme</title>
    <published>2008-04-03T22:07:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-03T22:07:56Z</updated>
    <category term="boredom"/>
    <category term="kajimoto"/>
    <category term="time"/>
    <category term="anxiety"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="the result of my anxiety"&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;If it's&amp;nbsp;just once...I think I would be okay with it.&amp;nbsp; Anyone who can accept my past&amp;nbsp;deserves for me to accept&amp;nbsp;their mistakes as well, I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. What will you do if you do not share the same feelings as the person who likes you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who it is, really.&amp;nbsp; But if it were&amp;nbsp;a friend and if I were single, I would probably try to keep an open mind about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. If you could hang out with someone famous for a day, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd like to go back in time and&amp;nbsp;talk to&amp;nbsp;Frederick Douglass for one day.&amp;nbsp; Might be interesting to not just read material out of a textbook, which are, without fail, biased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Absolutely.&amp;nbsp; Generally, I don't take not knowing what's before me very well, but I think I'm okay with it at this very point in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. What's your ideal lover like?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Could I give a name for this one? &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I think that these two go hand in hand.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it's &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; hard to feel blessed when you love someone and your love is unrequited or you're loved by someone and you just don't feel the same way.&amp;nbsp; When you're loved and being loved at the same time...It's incredible.&amp;nbsp; That's when you feel truly blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. If the person you like does not accept you, would you continue to wait for them to change their feelings?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...I've been through that...and it really wasn't that he didn't accept me as much that he&amp;nbsp;just seemed a million miles away at that point.&amp;nbsp; But I did wait.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I've been through this one, too, and...Just come clean with whomever that person's dating, really, if it's a friend.&amp;nbsp; Chances are that it's not going to be a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy recently?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Yes.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;No.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;Maybe.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;No.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. What do you want most in life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;s&gt;To have Sakura back.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.Do you think mankind is inherently evil?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Of course not.&amp;nbsp; I like to believe that everyone was born kind and that everyone &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; kind.&amp;nbsp; It's just that sometimes wishes of evil come through to the top to overshadow that kindness. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.Put your iPod/media player/whatever on shuffle. List the first five songs that come up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1&lt;i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;I Have Nothing - Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Allegro in D - Vivaldi&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Eine Klein Natchtmusik - Mozart&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; All By Myself - Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Life is&amp;nbsp;Like a Boat - Rie Fu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Personally, I blame the lack of Japanese music on my aunt who keeps stuffing American CDs at me.&amp;nbsp; Ah, well.&amp;nbsp; ^_^)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;13. Who is currently the most important person to you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many people who are important to me.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to choose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;14. Who did you dream of last night?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Nothing.&amp;nbsp; I don't really have dreams anymore. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;15. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends, really.&amp;nbsp; If it's someone I truly love and would want to spend the rest of my life with, I would travel to Canada to get married and being poor would be okay.&amp;nbsp; It's not a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;16. If the person you secretly like cannot recognize you, what would you do/how would you react? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...Go into a deep state of depression?&amp;nbsp; ^_^;; Just joking.&amp;nbsp; I'd probably just remind him or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;17. Would you give your all in a relationship?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would depend on whether he would be &lt;i&gt;willing &lt;/i&gt;to take my all.&amp;nbsp; But honestly?&amp;nbsp; There are some things in my life I would never give to any relationship.&amp;nbsp; That's just how it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;18. If you fall in love with two persons simultaneously, who would you pick? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The one I think I can end well with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;19.What type of friends do you like?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current set of friends is awesome.&amp;nbsp; They're exactly the type of friend I love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;20.If you played a prank on someone, and he/she fell for the trick, what would you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...don't generally play a lot of pranks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;strong&gt;. List 7 facts/quirks/habits of yours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; The roots of my hair are not naturally that dark.&amp;nbsp; I dye it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; In the second grade play, due to an insufficiency of female students, I had to play a female part as a butterfly fairy...wand and tutu and all.&amp;nbsp; It was &lt;i&gt;humiliating&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I have never been clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I love to play go.&amp;nbsp; And shogi.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Stop laughing&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; I have no sense of music.&amp;nbsp; I can recite Eiri's music theory books backwards, but I cannot apply them for the life of me.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; My lips are actually naturally so pale and dry that I have to put on light pink lip balm to make them look relatively normal.&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; I actually &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; secretly have a tattoo.&amp;nbsp; No one knows where it is, no one knows what it's of, and I'm not telling.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pathetic.&amp;nbsp; Won't any of these teachers assign more homework?&amp;nbsp; All this time is driving me &lt;em&gt;insane, &lt;/em&gt;and it's making me anxious for no apparent reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hisa - Good luck tonight!&amp;nbsp; I'll be there~&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>-_-</title>
    <published>2008-03-29T13:09:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T13:09:26Z</updated>
    <category term="work"/>
    <content type="html">The jerks at work should&lt;br /&gt;Just go to hell, go to hell,&lt;br /&gt;And stay there, always.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the guys at work, I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)&amp;nbsp;a defenseless girl who cannot protect "herself" from the big, bad tourists of Osaka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) a mentally disturbed kid who needs a new haircut, and&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) a twenty-one-year-old who&amp;nbsp;apparently&amp;nbsp;has the comportment of&amp;nbsp;a crabby&amp;nbsp;eighty-year-old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks.&amp;nbsp; Really.</content>
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    <title>Cat Allergies</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T21:00:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-23T21:52:59Z</updated>
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    <category term="kajimoto"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So apparently I have not grown out of my cat allergies as much as I thought I have….Which became evident when I passed out on the way to the hospital after visiting Kevin and his cat.&amp;nbsp; I suppose I should be more careful about who I visit now to prevent myself from landing in the hospital again.&amp;nbsp; I mean, by merely being exposed to a cat, my throat completely closed up, my eyes watered like a fountain, and I hacked out a lung and a half.&amp;nbsp; I can only imagine what would happen if I were to ever touch a cat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shudder at the thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kevin – I don’t know how much you remember of yesterday &lt;strike&gt;since you were so obviously wasted&lt;/strike&gt;, but I apologize for dragging you to the hospital with me.&amp;nbsp; I hope you got home okay.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I think I was delirious my brain being starved of oxygen, so I wasn’t sure what I was thinking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;Although, had you not straddled me to the ground, I would have escaped sooner and not passed out. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hisa – Thank you for picking me up at the hospital this morning.&amp;nbsp; I’m sorry for calling you so early in the morning, though.&amp;nbsp; Did I interrupt your sleep?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-03-21T20:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-22T00:24:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-22T00:24:44Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="stupid tourists"/>
    <content type="html">Because I'm desperate&amp;nbsp;to find&amp;nbsp;something to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, favourite type of underwear, etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably make a real entry later when I'm bored and&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; pissed off.</content>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-03-13T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-14T00:33:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-14T00:33:38Z</updated>
    <category term="sleep"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="tours"/>
    <category term="poetry"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Cold in the earth -- and the deep snow piled above thee, &lt;br /&gt;Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! &lt;br /&gt;Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, &lt;br /&gt;Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover &lt;br /&gt;Over the mountains, on that northern shore, &lt;br /&gt;Resting their wings where heath and fern leaves cover &lt;br /&gt;Thy noble heart forever, ever more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold in the earth -- and fifteen wild Decembers, &lt;br /&gt;From those brown hills, have melted into spring; &lt;br /&gt;Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers &lt;br /&gt;After such years of change and suffering! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, &lt;br /&gt;While the world's tide is bearing me along; &lt;br /&gt;Other desires and other hopes beset me, &lt;br /&gt;Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No later light has lightened up my heaven, &lt;br /&gt;No second morn has ever shone for me; &lt;br /&gt;All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given, &lt;br /&gt;All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when the days of golden dreams had perished, &lt;br /&gt;And even Despair was powerless to destroy, &lt;br /&gt;Then did I learn how existence could be cherished, &lt;br /&gt;Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then did I check the tears of useless passion -- &lt;br /&gt;Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine; &lt;br /&gt;Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten &lt;br /&gt;Down to that tomb already more than mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, &lt;br /&gt;Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain; &lt;br /&gt;Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, &lt;br /&gt;How could I seek the empty world again?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Jirou, please refrain from sneaking into my room in the middle of the night&amp;nbsp; with a video camera ever again as tempting as it maybe be, I'm sure~&amp;nbsp; I do sincerely hope that you're planning on destroying the evidence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone free to help a dying soul next weekend?&amp;nbsp; i'm leading this one-hundred-person tour around Osaka, and I will be needing an assistant to help me manage the crazy tourists.&amp;nbsp; =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Meme</title>
    <published>2008-03-12T22:57:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T22:57:59Z</updated>
    <category term="boredom"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">I decided to jump on the meme bandwagon.&amp;nbsp; It looks fun.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&amp;nbsp; Besides, I'm completely and insanely&amp;nbsp;bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="55 Question Meme "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Spell my name as it sounds:&lt;/strong&gt; Ta-kee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Am I a worrier?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ever since&amp;nbsp;senior high&amp;nbsp;school, the&amp;nbsp;world's worries&amp;nbsp;have become&amp;nbsp;my worries.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What’s my favorite CD? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A mix CD my aunt from America made for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Favorite colour(s)? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Does my home have an attic? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My parent's home does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Have I ever been to Canada?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Hyoutei ski trips were always to Canada, and I do occasionally &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Have I ever gone fishing?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If only I were patient enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Have I ever seen a celebrity?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't think so...Unless you count rich, bald men as celebrities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Have I ever been on a motorcycle?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once.&amp;nbsp; Never again.&amp;nbsp; I lost both of my contacts on the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. How much money do I have on me right now?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I usually don't carry around a lot of cash, so probably around&amp;nbsp;one thousand yen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. How many cars have I owned? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. How many jobs have I had?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. How tall am I? &lt;/strong&gt;172 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Last person to call me:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Last thing I yelled out loud:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Please keep your hands and feet within the vehicle at all times."&amp;nbsp; It's the wonderful thing about being a tour guide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Last person I was in a car with:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Drunken tourist.&amp;nbsp; Had to drive the idiot back to&amp;nbsp;her hotel because&amp;nbsp;she was wasted and had no money on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Last time I ate at McDonald’s: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've never eaten at McDonald's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Last thing I bought:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hair dye.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Last person I saw:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bike messenger guy.&amp;nbsp; (I didn't even &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; we have one of those on campus.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Last time I cried:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't cry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;Much.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Last time I laughed: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;A couple of minutes ago when I was reading through my Chinese textbook.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some words in Chinese sound awkward spoken with a Japanese accent – let’s just leave it at that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. What is the temperature outside? &lt;/strong&gt;A lot colder than I would prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. What time of the day did I get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Not married yet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Probably never will be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What did I do two nights ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If I told you, I’d have to kill you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Whose birthday is coming up next? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;I’m not sure, actually.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Whose birthday &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; coming up anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What time did I go to bed last night? &lt;/strong&gt;One or two in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. What was the first thing I thought this morning? &lt;/strong&gt;“What’s that stupid buzzing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. What are my plans for this weekend? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Studying? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Lemonade or iced tea? &lt;/strong&gt;Iced tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. What do I dislike at this moment? &lt;/strong&gt;No one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Mizuki.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. What did I dream about last night? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;I had a dream where I was a maid of Guinevere – as in King Arthur and Guinevere .&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was pretty weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. What’s the last TV show I watched? &lt;/strong&gt;I don’t watch a lot of TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. What is my favorite piece of jewelry? &lt;/strong&gt;I try to wear any pieces of jewelry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just keep a lot of rubber bands on my wrist for defense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Am I a dancer? &lt;/strong&gt;Yes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Everyone is a dancer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Deep, deep down&amp;nbsp;inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Have I ever cut my own hair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I tried to cut my hair using a bowl to make sure it was even, which is difficult when said bowl impedes my vision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. What is my favorite treat? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;Cake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But only with Ayaka-chan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. How many piercings/tattoos do I have? &lt;/strong&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Where’s my favorite place to be? &lt;/strong&gt;The ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Is there someone I haven’t seen in a while and miss?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I miss a lot of people from junior and senior high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. Who was the last text I sent to? &lt;/strong&gt;I don’t get text messaging.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Most pieces of modern technology completely lose me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Do I care what strangers think about me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;No.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Should I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Last person I talked to on Instant Messenger: &lt;/strong&gt;Hmm…Don’t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Last person to make me cry: &lt;/strong&gt;No comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Who can I tell anything to? &lt;/strong&gt;No comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. What am I doing tomorrow? &lt;/strong&gt;Tour guiding my religious group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Do I have alcohol in my home? &lt;/strong&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Do I like ketchup?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. Do I think I will be on a vacation this summer? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. What color is my master bathroom? &lt;/strong&gt;At Tokyo, or…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. Do I wear a bikini at the beach? &lt;/strong&gt;Um…no?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Should I ever start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. Have I ever been to the Grand Canyon? &lt;/strong&gt;Several times with my aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. What is my favorite fruit? &lt;/strong&gt;Bananas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. What did I really want to do today?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;See Kaji. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Am I always cold? &lt;/strong&gt;No.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Although I am a little bit cold right now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Does it annoy me when someone says they’ll call or text, but don’t? &lt;/strong&gt;I suppose.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;People generally call when they tell me they’re going to, though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:6580</id>
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    <title>Ice Skating</title>
    <published>2008-03-08T23:28:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-08T23:28:27Z</updated>
    <category term="eiri"/>
    <category term="ice skating"/>
    <category term="fun"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I had &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much fun ice skating with everyone today.&amp;nbsp; A big thank you to those who came!&amp;nbsp; I hope you all had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private"&gt;It's really been a while since I've genuined enjoyed myself this much.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps I should try group outings more often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On&amp;nbsp;quite a different note, Eiri called.&amp;nbsp; The connection was pretty awful in the rink, but I think something's wrong.&amp;nbsp; I think I'd better call back.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:6186</id>
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    <title>Zzzzzzzz...</title>
    <published>2008-03-07T21:37:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-07T21:37:21Z</updated>
    <category term="tourguide"/>
    <category term="tired"/>
    <category term="ayaka"/>
    <category term="happy"/>
    <category term="hair"/>
    <category term="stupid psychiatrist"/>
    <category term="not female"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Tired beyond words.&amp;nbsp; I think everyone and anyone would be pooped after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Almost getting run over by morning bikers&amp;nbsp; (Are they crazy?&amp;nbsp; It's seven in the morning!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting attacked by a random kid in lobby for candy (Do I &lt;em&gt;look &lt;/em&gt;like Santa Clause?),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Taking Ayaka-chan to the dentist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting hit on by &lt;em&gt;female&lt;/em&gt; hygenist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting hit on by &lt;em&gt;male&lt;/em&gt; tourist&amp;nbsp; (I do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; look like a girl),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Burning myself after touching the oven sans gloves, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Washing my hair with what turned out to be face wash.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THAT~&amp;nbsp; I am just happy beyond words that the psychiatrist I went to see today completely disproved my doctor's theory&amp;nbsp;about my suffering from clinical depression! &amp;nbsp;This alone deserves a celebration~&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:6050</id>
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    <title>How ADORABLE!!!</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T22:06:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T22:12:46Z</updated>
    <category term="ayaka"/>
    <category term="happy"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="kajimoto"/>
    <category term="sugar"/>
    <category term="adorable"/>
    <category term="amazing"/>
    <category term="sakura"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Oh.&amp;nbsp; WOW.&amp;nbsp; I just met the world's most&amp;nbsp;ADORABLE child.&amp;nbsp; She's like&amp;nbsp;everything pure and good packed into one, charming, &lt;em&gt;charming&lt;/em&gt; angel of a kid.&amp;nbsp; Her name is Ayaka, and&amp;nbsp;she is my communications professor's daughter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If I asked to adopt his child,&amp;nbsp;how well do you think that'd go&amp;nbsp;over withhim&amp;nbsp; I mean,&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't mind if I even just&amp;nbsp;adopted her as my sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&amp;nbsp; So anyways, I think I need to calm down.&amp;nbsp; I haven't had sugar in a while, and the cake I shared with Ayaka has totally put me on a sugar high.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone want to come ice skating next Saturday?&amp;nbsp; Offer's still open to anyone who wants to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Fuji-kun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Kajimoto"&gt;Kajimoto - Some of the things you said concerned me a little.&amp;nbsp; I actually do think your professor has a point, up to a certain extent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Jirou"&gt;Jirou - Drag your butt over here.&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen you in what seems like forever.&amp;nbsp; I mean, you're at risk for being replaced as the adorable younger sibling in my heart now that I found Ayaka~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private"&gt;She's so much like Sakura.&amp;nbsp; So much like her.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:5874</id>
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    <title>Women's underwear is not sanitary...</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T13:06:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T13:06:09Z</updated>
    <category term="tennis"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="kaidoh"/>
    <category term="kajimoto"/>
    <category term="ice skating"/>
    <category term="fan girls"/>
    <category term="what?"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Oh, dear God.&amp;nbsp; If there is one.&amp;nbsp; I was flipping through some of my stuff from Hyoutei that I brought along with me, and I found a pair of women's underwear.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;How?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I don't even want to know.&amp;nbsp; I mean, why can't these girls seem to understand that stuffing their undergarments at a guy does not make them seem attractive?&amp;nbsp; Now, time to sterilize my hands...Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less disturbing note, does anyone want to go ice skating?&amp;nbsp; We never got to go last time because of some last-minute emergencies, but if schedules permit, I'd like to gather a bunch of people to go next Saturday or maybe the Saturday after that.&amp;nbsp; Any takers?&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the by, does anyone want to play a game of tennis with me?&amp;nbsp; I mean, I haven't played competitively in about six years - only against Eiri - but I think I want to play again.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure why, though.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's just the good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Kajimoto"&gt;Kajimoto - Have you figured out when you're available for lunch yet?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Jirou"&gt;Jirou - I have a gift for you.&amp;nbsp; I saw it on a tour, and I just couldn't resist.&amp;nbsp; It just reminded me so much of you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Kaidoh-kun"&gt;Kaidoh-kun - Sorry about Thursday.&amp;nbsp; I made a mess, didn't I?&amp;nbsp; I apologize for any inconvenience it may have caused you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:5408</id>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-02-22T07:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-22T12:09:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-22T12:09:33Z</updated>
    <category term="apologies"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I apologize to anyone who saw my last entry.&amp;nbsp; It is locked now; it was supposed to be locked to begin with.&amp;nbsp; Those thoughts were intended to be private thoughts, and I apologize to anyone to saw that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Ryou"&gt;Ryou - I'm sorry you had to see that.&amp;nbsp; I'm okay now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Kajimoto"&gt;Kajimoto - I'm sorry.&amp;nbsp; You really would have found out either way, but reading it through a post that was directed at myself wasn't the best way.&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Kevin"&gt;Kevin - I apologize.&amp;nbsp; And yes, I did need aspirin in the morning, but it wasn't awful because I'd at least remembered to drink lots of water before passing out. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:5288</id>
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    <title>Stupid, stupid Taki</title>
    <published>2008-02-22T00:46:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-22T12:12:19Z</updated>
    <category term="life"/>
    <category term="lost"/>
    <category term="alcohol"/>
    <category term="eyes"/>
    <category term="kouji"/>
    <category term="pain"/>
    <category term="bitter"/>
    <category term="past"/>
    <category term="ex-boyfriend"/>
    <category term="empty"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Edit:&amp;nbsp; LOCKED AS OF 7:01:46 AM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bile is sour.&amp;nbsp; And gross.&amp;nbsp; And &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; did it seem like a&amp;nbsp;good idea at the time to&amp;nbsp;try to numb&amp;nbsp;the grimy touch of my ex-boyfriend's eyes away?&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I've only drank alcohol once before this, and I hated it.&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp;acidic and&amp;nbsp;bitter, and it did more harm than help.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's just my way of solving problems I can't find the answer to:&amp;nbsp; I try to numb the paintful effects of the problem instead of trying to figure out a way to avoid it altogether.&amp;nbsp; I'm stupid, aren't I?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, part of it is Kouji's fault, too.&amp;nbsp; If he hadn't done that to me - if he hadn't even showed up after Sakura died - I would never be this way.&amp;nbsp; I hate it.&amp;nbsp; I hate it.&amp;nbsp; I hate it.&amp;nbsp; Just when I'd found a way to be happy, he cames stomping back into my life?&amp;nbsp; Why can't he leave me alone?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ache all over.&amp;nbsp; My back hurts, my calves are cramping, my joints are stiff, and my eyes burn as if they have been invaded by fire.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The feeling is just like&amp;nbsp;after Kouji left me that night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why can’t my past ever seem to stay in the past?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It always has to come to haunt me just when I think I’m happy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Someone, tell me what to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ooc:&amp;nbsp; Depression and alcohol does not mix.&amp;nbsp; He'll regret it in the morning after he's calmed down.&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Strange but happy morning ^_^</title>
    <published>2008-02-17T23:17:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-17T23:17:24Z</updated>
    <category term="life"/>
    <category term="chinese class"/>
    <category term="happy"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="kajimoto"/>
    <category term="communications"/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I woke up this morning in a bed that was not my own...And in a room that was also not my own.&amp;nbsp; But somehow, I ended up waking with the biggest smile on my face.&amp;nbsp; Even though I don't remember much from last night, the important parts did stick in my head.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I should probably get started on my communications essay.&amp;nbsp; Ugh, I think it's a problem when I like doing papers for my minor more than I like doing things for my major. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kajimoto - I'm so sorry for passing out on you last night.&amp;nbsp; Is your tongue okay?&amp;nbsp; You were still asleep when I crept back to my room this morning, and I didn't want to wake you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jirou - Come over some time.&amp;nbsp; I want to talk to you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is fluent in Chinese around here, I'm in serious need of help.&amp;nbsp; I'm supposed to be translating these tapes into Japanese for class, and I'm at a complete loss over the idioms on the tape.&amp;nbsp; I keep hearing something along the lines of "killing people without seeing blood," but I'm guessing it is not to be taken literally.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:4502</id>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-02-15T07:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-15T12:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-15T12:09:34Z</updated>
    <category term="valentine&amp;apos;s day"/>
    <category term="life"/>
    <category term="happiness"/>
    <category term="amazing"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Why didn't anyone tell me how wonderful a feeling it is to be happy?&amp;nbsp; Not just happy for the sake of others, but &lt;em&gt;truly &lt;/em&gt;happy.&amp;nbsp; It really &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Valentine's Day was probably one of the better ones I've had in a while.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Or ever, really.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;^_^&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:4221</id>
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    <title>Wedding meme, taken from Yukimura-kun</title>
    <published>2008-02-13T00:20:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-13T00:23:51Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:3440</id>
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    <title>Glue is sticky...</title>
    <published>2008-02-11T22:51:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-11T22:51:18Z</updated>
    <category term="valentine&amp;apos;s day"/>
    <category term="eiri"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="hair"/>
    <category term="ryou"/>
    <category term="kajimoto"/>
    <category term="watch"/>
    <category term="crafts"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Why didn't anyone warn me that glue is not just adhesive, but adhesive &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;to hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Note to self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Do not attempt crafts without supervision.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, my hair is in little glue clumps.&amp;nbsp; On that same note - to anyone I've exchanged comments with/met around campus, watch out for a handcrafted Valentine's Day bear in your mailbox, and note that it may not&amp;nbsp;actually&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;like a bear.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, crafts just tend to be the product of sleep-deprivation due to long phone conferences.&amp;nbsp; Sunday night I had the longest phone conference in the entire history of phones with my mother, Eiri, his girlfriend, and his girlfriend's parents.&amp;nbsp; We have officially decided, after discussing it as if we were drawing out a peace treaty, for Eiri and his girlfriend to live outside the mansion on a trial basis.&amp;nbsp; If we see that it becomes a problem, all bets are off, and Eiri will move back without a question.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kajimoto -&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leave Thursday noon open for me, okay?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jirou&lt;/strong&gt; - Do you think Sugoi would want a Valentine?&amp;nbsp;I've got some leftover materials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryou &lt;/strong&gt;- Even though I don't know your brother, I made him a Valentine too while I was at it.&amp;nbsp; I'll leave it in your mailbox.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To anyone good with electronics&lt;/strong&gt; - Can someone please tell me how to turn off the alarm on my watch?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:3312</id>
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    <title>Thick, thick skulls...</title>
    <published>2008-02-09T22:39:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-09T22:39:44Z</updated>
    <category term="stupidity"/>
    <category term="murder"/>
    <category term="violence"/>
    <category term="family"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;If anyone sees a sharp axe and a gun lying around somewhere, tell me about it, okay?&amp;nbsp; I'm looking for some dangerous weapons.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:2947</id>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-02-03T07:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-03T13:28:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-03T13:32:01Z</updated>
    <category term="lost"/>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m such a freak"/>
    <category term="eiri"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="irrational"/>
    <category term="help"/>
    <category term="family"/>
    <category term="empty"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;I'm worried sick about Jirou.&amp;nbsp; There's obviously something going wrong between him and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; boy, whom I still don't completely trust.&amp;nbsp; Kirihara-kun, the expression on his face in junior high, that predatory glare, it was too much like the way Kouji looked at me when he - whatever.&amp;nbsp; It's not about me; it's about Jirou who's completely been out of character these past few days.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes his smiles are facades, I know that, but now he's not even bothering to put his mask on, and that scares me.&amp;nbsp; I want to talk to him, but I don't know how to when all he does is answering me with evasive replies and trying to change the subject.&amp;nbsp; Isn't there anything I can do for him?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that Eiri wants to move out with his girlfriend, and my father is completely blowing capillaries over this, not that I can blame him, really.&amp;nbsp; Eiri is young and in love - I completely understand - but he's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;"&gt;young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't understand what it means to live alone yet.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't understand what life is like without&amp;nbsp;servants and maids.&amp;nbsp; He's being completely irrational.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I say that though, I can't help but be a little jealous of him.&amp;nbsp; Even if he’s approaching something huge completely the wrong way, he’s at least got someone to do it wrong with.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I guess that’s the good thing about having someone by your side.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sure, sometimes love is heartache and agony, but there are the other times when love is rainbows and sunshine and you’re the happiest person in the world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why can’t I ever seem to find that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At this point, I just don’t want to be alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want someone – maybe just a friend – whom I can spend time with so I can stop feeling empty. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe I’m just a freak.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't mope and complain like this.&amp;nbsp; I don't.&amp;nbsp; I hate myself right now, but what can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private to Jirou"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jirou – Talk to me.&amp;nbsp;No evasiveness this time.&amp;nbsp;If I’m going to worry – and I am – I’ve at least got to have the information before I start spazzing out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows how to knock some sense into a younger sibling, please enlighten me.&amp;nbsp;My younger brother, Eiri, who is still in senior high school, insists that he can completely stand on his own two feet and live outside the mansion with his girlfriend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Needles to say, our household has erupted into chaos as has his girlfriend’s side of the family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;Also, does anyone want to grab dinner sometime with me? &amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;I’m tired of eating dehydrated noodles alone.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:2586</id>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-01-30T15:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-30T20:49:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-30T20:49:51Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">I guess since everyone&amp;nbsp;else is in on this, I'll jump on the bandwagon as well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It can't hurt, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post whatever you like anonymously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topics can include:&lt;br /&gt;-- The best time you've ever had&lt;br /&gt;-- The worst time you've ever had&lt;br /&gt;-- Who you love most (without names, obviously)&lt;br /&gt;-- Who you dislike most&lt;br /&gt;-- The most illegal thing you've ever done&lt;br /&gt;-- And anything else you like!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sigillum_veri:2553</id>
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    <title>sigillum_veri @ 2008-01-29T17:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-29T22:26:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-29T22:27:22Z</updated>
    <category term="lost"/>
    <category term="sleep"/>
    <category term="jirou"/>
    <category term="kajimoto"/>
    <category term="eyes"/>
    <category term="job"/>
    <category term="tourguide"/>
    <category term="rabid fan girls"/>
    <category term="shopping"/>
    <content type="html">Out of all the jobs I could have taken on, why did I choose to tour guide again?&amp;nbsp; Oh yes, it was because I though it'd be fun.&amp;nbsp; I hate to use God's name in vain, especially since I'm an atheist, but &lt;em&gt;oh, Jesus&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; What did I ever do to get those girls on my case?&amp;nbsp; It's as if they haven't ever seen a guy with slightly effeminate looks before.&amp;nbsp; I mean, sure, I can endure it for a tour or two, but they just don't seem to go away.&amp;nbsp; You'd think they'd get tired of hearing the same tour over and over, but apparently not.&amp;nbsp; They have apparently&amp;nbsp;decided to cling onto me like leeches.&amp;nbsp;Which goes without saying that these are not &lt;em&gt;average &lt;/em&gt;fan girls - they are yaoi fan girls which&amp;nbsp;equates to&amp;nbsp;that they are &lt;em&gt;rabid&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;God only knows what I'd do if they ever find out more personal information on me.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I question how long I'm going to live.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly less head-boggling note, my vision is finally clearing up &lt;strike&gt;which might have something to do with the people who keep checking on me to make sure I'm getting sleep.&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; I mean, it still burns at times, but now instead of feeling like acid is in my eyes, it just feels like it's orange juice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forget:&amp;nbsp; does anyone want to take me shopping?&amp;nbsp; I know I'm going to regret offering, but I think I've lost a bit of weight throughout the last few weeks what with the stress of work and school, so I need smaller shirts and pants because I'm swimming a little in the clothes I have now.&amp;nbsp; And anyone who knows me knows that I have the incapability to shop for an acceptable wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private to Jirou"&gt;I'm sorry I unloaded so much on you when you came over the other day.&amp;nbsp; I didn't mean to, but it just all came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Private to Kajimoto"&gt;I'm glad you got back okay.&amp;nbsp; Talk to me if there's anything wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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