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  <title>and all this story's missing</title>
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  <updated>2007-12-10T22:04:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:7077</id>
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    <title>TEH HAIKU MEME OF LOVE AND WIN BECAUSE IT GAVE ME SOMETHING IT KNEW I'D FANGIRL OVER &amp;hearts;</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T22:04:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T22:04:03Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <lj:music>random Visual Novel music - my sister's playing "At Summer's End"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;form action="http://memes.angrygoats.net/post/haiku" method="post"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" align="center" bgcolor="#ddddff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://memes.angrygoats.net/"&gt;Haiku&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for misha_kitten&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;blockquote style="BORDER-RIGHT: #bbbbdd 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; TEXT-ALIGN: right" align="right"&gt;i'll just blow up your &lt;br /&gt;shop instead 8d love you clonie &lt;br /&gt;you can blow up my&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;input size="8" name="haiku_username" value="misha_kitten" /&gt; @ &lt;select name="haiku_server"&gt;&lt;option value="aboutmylife.net"&gt;aboutmylife.net&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="advogato.org"&gt;advogato.org&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="blogger.com"&gt;blogger.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="blogs.gnome.org"&gt;blogs.gnome.org&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="blogspot.com"&gt;blogspot.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="deadjournal.com"&gt;deadjournal.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="greatestjournal.com"&gt;greatestjournal.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="insanejournal.com"&gt;insanejournal.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="livejournal.com" selected="selected"&gt;livejournal.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="myspace.com"&gt;myspace.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="spaces.msn.com"&gt;spaces.msn.com&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="haiku_referrer" value="misha_kitten@livejournal.com" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="What&amp;#39;s my Haiku?" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#bbbbdd"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://grahame.livejournal.com/"&gt;Created by Grahame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILU CLONIE &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:6740</id>
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    <title>misha_kitten @ 2007-12-10T15:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T21:18:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T21:18:59Z</updated>
    <category term="mom was in las vegas"/>
    <category term="science"/>
    <category term="cracky messed up answers"/>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m not even going to try and explain th"/>
    <category term="exams"/>
    <category term="heheheheh"/>
    <category term="real life"/>
    <category term="minako-chaaaaaaaaaaan!"/>
    <category term="sailor moon"/>
    <category term="the two syaoran&amp;apos;s totally count as an ex"/>
    <lj:music>Lovely Idol - Mizuki's Song - Hate Shinonai Sora</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Long time no update, huh? xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry 'bout that. Especially since I joined a Tsubasa RP, and I haven't been able to start being active there yet. I get to RP as Miyuki-chan ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, anyway, life's been kinda hectic. They've started cracking down on us about exams at school, and my mom was in Las Vegas for almost a week, which kinda left me, my sister, and my dad alone to fend for ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the whole house became a disaster area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as bad as the usual disaster areas, though, which was a bit of a surprise. It gets messier in an afternoon when my mom goes out then it did when she was away for a little more than five days. How is that even &lt;em&gt;possible&lt;/em&gt;? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of year when Christmas is just around the corner. When carols are being sung loudly&amp;nbsp;(and badly, by me)&amp;nbsp;for all to hear. When milk and homemade cookies are all you want to drink and eat up until the massive turkey dinner your mother makes (haha, guilty as charged).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it's also the time when TEACHERS start CRACKING DOWN on us poor, poor students, in a fruitless attempt to get us to study our arses off, even though final exams are still a couple months away (almost exactly two, for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are probably my least favourite part of school. I never study, but I do well enough - especially if I know the subject really good. I always tend to get sick around exams and tests, though - and I miss out on the in-class reviews, which are mainly all I depend upon when it comes to preparing for the tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had my Grade 9 science exam last year, I was so sick I could barely say a word without coughing my brains out, let alone concencrate on a test, and most of my sheet was just random stuff that popped into my head when I read the questions xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that there was a question about clones,&amp;nbsp;and I just started writing about the two Syaoran's and Xing Huo and just about every single clone I could think of from Tsubasa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then I randomly started talking about the first cloaned cat, named Rainbow, but the only reason I knew about her was because I did a project on her in grade 7.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was also an essay&amp;nbsp;question about the sun and moon and the solar system - I wrote about Kero and Yue from CCS. And then I also mentioned Minako from &lt;em&gt;Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon&lt;/em&gt;. Mina-chan has always been my favourite ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it was probably the most messed up test I had ever written, mainly because I could barely make sense of half the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a phonecall home the next day, asking if I'd like to retake the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom opted for me to just do the course over, though. So next semester I'm doing Science again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll answer the questions just as strangely? xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn (sorry for the random spamming with all my essay talk),&lt;br /&gt;Michey ♥&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:6629</id>
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    <title>misha_kitten @ 2007-11-23T15:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-23T20:27:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-23T20:29:17Z</updated>
    <category term="i love snow days"/>
    <category term="i need icons plzkthx"/>
    <category term="anime marathon"/>
    <category term="sailor moon"/>
    <lj:music>Sailor Moon - Moonlight Densetsu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whooooooo!! Yesterday was a snow day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first of the whooooooooooole winter. And we've still got about 3 and a half months of possible snow day-worthy days to go! *hops up and down excitedly* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOOOVE SNOWDAYS 8D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the best. &lt;em&gt;Definitely&lt;/em&gt;. It's, like... getting a surprise party that you actually didn't find out about and weren't expecing at all, and then walking into a room and seeing all your friends and family there with presents and cake and ice cream... :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the day laying in bed watching anime... to be specific, Sailor Moon. "Moonlight Densetsu" is now permanently stuck in my head, and I don't mind, because I flippin' love that song. Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I'm gonna try and do what &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_cardcaptorkiki' lj:user='cardcaptorkiki' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cardcaptorkiki.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://cardcaptorkiki.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cardcaptorkiki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-chan did and watch the whole anime, all five seasons. It's been so long since I last saw Sailor Moon kick bad guy bootie ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck - I'm on episode 18 of the first season, and once I get home I'm gonna try and finish the first season. 46 episodes in two days? Phhhht, I can &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn, &lt;br /&gt;Michey &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;p.s.: I need some SM icons. Nooooooooooooooow. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s.: today was school. Bleeeech. I don't feel like talking about it, other than to mention that I really need to get my butt into gear and finish my children's story for english class before I fail grade 9 english again D:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:6213</id>
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    <title>misha_kitten @ 2007-11-21T11:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T16:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-23T19:59:29Z</updated>
    <category term="we&amp;apos;ve got a subbie in english class whoo"/>
    <category term="ilu clamp"/>
    <category term="fic coming up soon ;)"/>
    <lj:music>Hirano Aya - God Knows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;SJDKLSDJSKDJSLDS;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="I FUXING LOVE YOU CLAMP."&gt;A SYAORANxSYAORAN FIGHT. I WANT THE NEXT CHAPTER NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT HAS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I SAW YOU, CLONIE. I MISSED YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...He got a change of clothes in one of the many worlds he massacred, I suppose, because that is not what he was wearing in Tokyo!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I can just imagine him walking into a store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CloneSyao: Hi, my name is Shaoran! I'd like a shirt, a pair of pants, and some nice shoes, plz! Oh, and I hope you don't mind, but I'm not going to pay. I'll just blow up your shop instead! 8D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I love you Clonie! You can blow up my&amp;nbsp;shop anytime you want... Except I don't have a shop you could blow up.&amp;nbsp;xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to write a fic based on this chapter. CloniexSakuraxReal FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing my english work. The substitute teacher keeps looking at me with a glare like, "GET OFF LJ AND DO YOUR WORK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn,&lt;br /&gt;Michey</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:6101</id>
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    <title>misha_kitten @ 2007-11-20T23:53:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T17:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T21:21:41Z</updated>
    <category term="tsubasa fangirling ;)"/>
    <lj:music>Chihiro Onitsuka - Infection</lj:music>
    <content type="html">SCANS AND TRANSLATIONS ARE OUT!? A WHOLE DAY EARLY!? 8DDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's because of the timezone thingy, isn't it? I don't know why, but I never remember the difference between time in Canada and Japan. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE INTERNETS. I LOVE IT SO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs off to read* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fangirling will come in a mo' or so? xDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lol. Mo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8D</content>
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    <title>misha_kitten @ 2007-11-20T11:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T16:48:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-20T16:53:37Z</updated>
    <category term="omg yay"/>
    <category term="some icons and art is probably coming so"/>
    <category term="photoshop"/>
    <category term="so much love 8d"/>
    <category term="kobato"/>
    <lj:music>ANNA inspi'NANA - Rose</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The computer I'm on right now has &lt;em&gt;Photoshop Elements 5&lt;/em&gt; on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never gone on Photoshop before, really - other than a free trial version, of course. I use GIMP for graphics and art and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY 8D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Photoshop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;~! *faints with happiness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I really want to try&amp;nbsp;CGing some sketches and doodles and pictures and stuff! AND MAKING ICONS! OF THE TSUBASA OVA! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn,&lt;br /&gt;Michey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I just realized that the RAWs for Kobato Drop 2 are out! I need to download them... &lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT:&lt;/strong&gt; I can't believe I haven't fangirled about the latest Tsubasa chapitres yet! Just caught up with them last night, and OMG. OMG OMG OMG. &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;Shaoran went into the dream to rescue Sakura!&lt;/font&gt; [[highlight that line for a spoiler ;)]] Oooooooooh I want tomorrow to hurry up and come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAO PLZ, GOD. MAKE TOMORROW COME FASTER PLZ. NAO.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:5499</id>
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    <title>A Yuuko/Chii crossbreed, huh? xDDD</title>
    <published>2007-11-19T04:47:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-19T15:03:59Z</updated>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <category term="which clamp character are you?"/>
    <category term="yuuko/chii?"/>
    <lj:music>Skye Sweetnam - Sharada</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Took the "Which CLAMP Character Are You?" quiz... twice. Once yesterday night, while waiting for my TRC OVA raws to download, and again today, while procrastinating finishing my art sketchbook assignment (I still need to do that, btw)... xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time, while I was actually &lt;em&gt;conscious&lt;/em&gt; and my brain wasn't a pile of &lt;em&gt;mush&lt;/em&gt; like it is now, I got YUUKO. Yaaaaaay! ♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Results : Yuuko"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" class="tblBorderAll"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1170136608yuuko.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=115696N"&gt;Who is your inner CLAMP character?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Yuuko&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey, you are a lot like Yuuko Ichihara from xxxHOLiC! Beautiful, cunning and a bit eccentric, it wouldn’t surprise those closest to you if they found out that you secretly ran the universe from the basement of your house. But that’s more of a side job really, as you are much more interested in good food, good friends and of course, a good bottle of sake! You are a genuinely good, honest person who keeps everyone’s best interests in mind, and everyone close to you knows this, even if you are a bit impish and seemingly unconventional at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Yuuko&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;92%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kamui&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Chii&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Seishirou&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Fai&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Watanuki&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="71" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Sakura&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Hokuto&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kero-chan&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kurogane&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="54" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Miyuki-chan&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I took it again. And I got Chii ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Results : Chii"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" class="tblBorderAll"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1170136753chii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=115696N"&gt;Who is your inner CLAMP character?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Chii&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;According to results, you are most like Chii from Chobits. Innocent, adorable and fresh, you love learning new things and exploring the world, even though it might get you in to trouble from time to time. You are happy in your own little world, and you feel best when you are able to show those around you how much you care. Just remember to "recharge" yourself from time to time and you'll be just fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Chii&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Miyuki-chan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="79" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;79%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Fai&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="79" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;79%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kamui&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Yuuko&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Watanuki&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="71" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Seishirou&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="71" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Hokuto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kurogane&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kero-chan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="54" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Sakura&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I'm a Yuuko/Chii crossbreed or something, then...? xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...I actually&amp;nbsp;want to write a fanfic&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;them now! *facedesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn,&lt;br /&gt;Michey</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:4680</id>
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    <title>misha_kitten @ 2007-11-15T15:18:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-15T20:23:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-15T20:23:46Z</updated>
    <category term="nanowrimo"/>
    <category term="internets is baaaack! 8d"/>
    <category term="my dad knows nothing about the comp"/>
    <lj:music>Cascada - Bad Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">RAWR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet is back on at home; my Dad finally decided to call Tech Support~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO HOPELESS AT COMPUTERS. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another one of those Nanowrimo pep talk emails, and now I actually have an idea of what to write. It was all about how it's best to write the fun, awesome parts first, and get the boring connecting stuff over with later. T'was mega inspiring 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs away to write*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:4476</id>
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    <title>Long time no see, eh?</title>
    <published>2007-11-14T13:35:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-14T13:37:09Z</updated>
    <category term="i feel so bad because my fic isn&amp;apos;t done"/>
    <category term="english is homg awesome"/>
    <category term="wh00t new computer"/>
    <category term="real life"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <lj:music>Daniel Bedingfield - If You're Not The One</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, so I'm at school right now. Resource room was surprisingly open when I got off my bus, which doesn't happen often... but I'm really glad it was because I have been so internet deprived lately. Dx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new computer at home, one just for me and only me, but it's still not hooked up to the net. So apart from school and crap, I'm more or less cut off from civillization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new comp because my mom was getting sick of having to share one with me and my sister; we were taking up too much space with all our stuff, and her comp's supposed to be just for work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sad, because I didn't manage to get my fic done on time for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_dimension_shop' lj:user='dimension_shop' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dimension_shop/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dimension_shop/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dimension_shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I feel like crap because of it, since the person I was doing it for didn't exactly have a good history when it came to fic exchanges... and this was my first one, and I wanted to do good at it, and...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*facedesk*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_doumeki' lj:user='doumeki' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://doumeki.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://doumeki.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;doumeki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I meant to get it done, I did. My life hates me and decided to be hectic and stupid and I have Windows Vista so now my Microsoft Works disc won't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanowrimo's this month. I signed up, but I'm horribly behind. I don't even know what I'm gonna write yet... Dx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. So that this isn't a mass emo angst fest, I'll tell some good news now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Joined an RP with some of my buds on deviantArt. It's HOMG awesome, but I haven't been able to go on lately. I think they all think I'm dead or something. I wrote some drabbles and stuff for it, I'll probably post them sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;2) My English class is having a breakfast party in the caf during first period today! Only 8 or so of us since I'm in an Alt Ed class, but we're all awesome buds and it's going to be wicked fun. Miss Hinton, my english teach, is awesome too. She's been to Japan, and actually kinda knows what I'm saying when I sing the japanese songs on my mp3 player! 8D &lt;br /&gt;3) Miss Gushue (sp?), the awesomest teacher in the Resource Room, is having a baby! That's kinda sad, since she might be going on maternity leave, but it's really cool too. Congrats~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAR I HAVE TO GO NOW. The Resource Room's getting really loud, and I think I'll try and catch up on my friends page and check out what I've missed. I need to catch up on Tsubasa RC, too; I'm so &lt;em&gt;behind&lt;/em&gt;... ;_; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn, &lt;br /&gt;Michey &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Blargh.</title>
    <published>2007-10-19T17:12:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-19T17:15:05Z</updated>
    <category term="fujibato"/>
    <category term="dimension_shop"/>
    <category term="story"/>
    <category term="real life"/>
    <category term="kobato"/>
    <lj:music>Chobits - Let Me Be With You [New Step Mix]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have such bad writer's block right now D: I don't know how to get farther in my fic for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_dimension_shop' lj:user='dimension_shop' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dimension_shop/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dimension_shop/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dimension_shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...maybe I should take a nap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep=good *snores*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and no, I &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; skip&amp;nbsp;again&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;_&amp;gt; It actually &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a PA Day today, lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR I&amp;nbsp;NEED TO&amp;nbsp;READ KOBATO FOR INSPIRING-NESS-NESS BUT I CAN ONLY FIND RAWS FOR EXAM 9 DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a FujiBato fic, for the record ;) [like, dur...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought me Prismacolour markers two days ago :D A pack of 24; it was on sale at the art store :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILU MOMMY &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah I'm too lazy to check my messages right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAI GAIZ I LOVE YOU SEE YOU SOMETIMES SOON KTHXBAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol *ish bored*...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:3854</id>
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    <title>Things to do~</title>
    <published>2007-10-12T20:01:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-12T20:04:29Z</updated>
    <category term="haha i skipped"/>
    <category term="stuff i gots to do d:"/>
    <category term="real life"/>
    <lj:music>FMWS - Eternal Snow ~Route:L version~</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;...I skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With permission, though; from my mom. She told my dad it was a PA Day, lawl. Because otherwise he wouldn't let me stay home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. I had to help my mom finish her invoices for this month D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of typing... and math. My brain hurts DX &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have lots of stuff I need to get done, so I'm making a list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. finish up my assignment for &lt;a href="http://www.community.livejournal.com/dimension_shop"&gt;dimension_shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. write a fic for ceru-chan on dA, based on her FMA EdWin fanarts&lt;br /&gt;3. start my "RealSyaoran's past" fic. I've got lots of ideas for it, I just don't know how to start D:&lt;br /&gt;4. write&amp;nbsp;my original story! the one I've been&amp;nbsp;planning for two years...&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;make a new header for my journal... D:&lt;br /&gt;6. art homework (Miss Zucchetto = ebiiiilll D: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More will probably be added... sooner or later...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:3635</id>
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    <title>Been awake for awhile now, got me feeling like a child now</title>
    <published>2007-10-07T16:20:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-07T16:26:52Z</updated>
    <category term="chii/fai"/>
    <category term="fic: tsubasa"/>
    <lj:music>Colbie Caillat - Bubbly</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: understand &lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Chii/Fai(Yuui) &lt;br /&gt;Prompt: episode 32 of the anime &lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 564 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Chii/Fai! So cute together. But he actually treats her more as a daughter, which I hope I sort of managed to show in this. Fai/Chii kind of reminds me of Tamaki/Haruhi in OHSHC.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="His eyes are kind and soft and reflecting like glass"&gt;His eyes are kind and soft and reflecting like glass; she can see herself into the depths of her soul in his eyes but isn't it supposed to be that you see &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; soul in their eyes, she wonders? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands are cold like ice but warm like fire as his fingers run through her hair, and she feels her spine tingle and her face flush red and hot, but he ends her embarassment by tweaking her ears, soft and furry and cat-like, and making her giggle like a little girl because really, could she ever be anything more to him than a child? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice is beautiful and entrancing, she just can't get enough of it, doesn't want it to end, doesn't want him to stop speaking or singing or laughing, never ever never or else if he does maybe she'll just die then and there. And she wishes more than anything that he knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lips are sweet and salty from the tears as he pulls her close and lifts her chin up and puts them against hers, and at first her soft brown eyes widen in surprise and almost fear because she doesn't know what to do, he's never really told her how someone should respond to something like this (&lt;i&gt;a kiss, did he once call it?&lt;/i&gt;), but then she feels something in her heart and she listens to it and kisses him back, nervous and tentative and unsure and when it's over he smiles at her and turns away and leaves. And she tries to smile like he does, like &lt;i&gt;nothing's wrong and you'll be okay and just make sure Ashura never wakes up, do you promise me, Chii?&lt;/i&gt; But it's hard, so hard, because she doesn't want him to go. Because she knows things won't be the same, no matter what he says to her to comfort her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is different, when he returns. When Ashura brings her out to see him she feels her heart leap and then feels it sink, break, because she knows it isn't &lt;i&gt;Chii&lt;/i&gt; he's here for, it's the other girl, &lt;i&gt;Sakura-hime&lt;/i&gt;, the one that appeared there on her own, torn and bleeding and somehow still alive, teetering on the very brink of death. And she knows that the people who came with him, &lt;i&gt;Kurogane-san&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Shaoran-kun&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Mokona-Modoki&lt;/i&gt;, she knows that he cares deeply about all of them, maybe even more than he cares about Chii. She knows this, because Fai taught her how, just like he taught her to speak and laugh and sing and love. She can see it in his eyes, as if the reflection shattered and cracked at one point, and now some of his emotions are pouring out bit by bit, like grains of sand spilling out of a broken hourglass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though it hurts so so bad, a dull unending pain in her chest, it's okay. Yes, time changed things between them, he found more people he loved and cared about, even if he didn't want to... but Chii know she will always be somewhere in his heart, nestled away safe and warm, just like when she would come to him with tears on her face and tell him about the nightmare she had, and he would hold her close and keep her safe. She understands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Chii understands... even if she doesn't want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Canadian Thanksgiving :D&lt;br /&gt;Michey</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:3358</id>
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    <title>Somewhere else in the world, the sun is rising</title>
    <published>2007-10-04T20:28:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T08:09:04Z</updated>
    <category term="general"/>
    <category term="fic: tsubasa"/>
    <lj:music>Tsubasa Chronicle - Take Me Away</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Title: just beginning &lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE &lt;br /&gt;Characters: focuses mainly on Sakura, but also includes R!Syaoran, C!Syaoran, Fai/Yuui, Kurogane, Mokona &lt;br /&gt;Prompt: beginnings &lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 215&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's so &lt;i&gt;vague&lt;/i&gt;, nyu... If you can't figure out which character is which... than you haven't been paying enough attention while reading. Tsk tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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="She took his hand in hers"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; hand in hers and gave it a small squeeze, and then she took &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; hand in her other one, because she couldn't leave him without something warm and comforting to hold onto as well (even if he wasn't the one she loved, he was just the same inside right?). &lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; just grunted, in that long-suffering way that was surprisingly normal for the ninja and stood a little bit off to the side, and &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; hopped on her shoulder, while &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; chuckled softly and ruffled her hair with his long, thin white fingers. For the first time in a long time, a smile crossed her face.&lt;i&gt;After all,&lt;/i&gt; she thought to herself,&lt;i&gt; it's not really an ending, is it? Our adventure is really just beginning, now that we're all together.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And then she laughed, because there would be plenty of time for tears later (but when the tears did come, they would be happy and not bitter, because that was over now and they were starting anew).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well then," she asked, that happy smile still on her face, "shall we go?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ hey when these streets are dyed with twilight ] &lt;br /&gt;[ somewhere else in the world the sun is rising ] &lt;br /&gt;[ our adventure ] &lt;br /&gt;[ it's just beginning, isn't it ] &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:3134</id>
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    <title>Way up high, or down low, I'll go wherever you will go</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T19:30:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-04T20:31:51Z</updated>
    <category term="fic: tsubasa"/>
    <category term="sakura/clone"/>
    <lj:music>The Calling - Wherever You Will Go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Title: chase the wind&lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE&lt;br /&gt;Characters: Sakura (mentions of C!Syao and R!Syao, too, but it focuses on her feelings for C!Syao more so than the real one)&lt;br /&gt;Prompt: maaya sakamoto - kazemachi jet&lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 154&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how this came out... really short and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&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="Sakura had always loved high places."&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sakura had always loved high places. She was never happier than when she was on top of some precariously tall building or tree, looking out at the city or forest or wherever they were and feeling the wind whip against her face and blow her hair out behind her. She would shut her emerald eyes tight and try to forget any troubles, just pretend that she was flying through the sky with not a care in the world, like a bird and not the memory-less princess that she really was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But since Shaoran left them, it was like the wind had stopped blowing all of a sudden. If it weren't for that, maybe she would have been able to accept the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;other him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just as easily as her friends, no her &lt;em&gt;family&lt;/em&gt;, did. She just couldn't, though; she loved her Shaoran. And she would find him, no matter what.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She would &lt;em&gt;chase the wind&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:3038</id>
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    <title>*fangirl spasm*</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T15:02:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T08:17:19Z</updated>
    <category term="500 friggin songs"/>
    <category term="dimension_shop"/>
    <category term="omfg yay"/>
    <category term="mp3 player"/>
    <lj:music>Tsubasa Chronicle - Yume no Tsubasa (duet version)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">MY MP3 PLAYER HOLDS &lt;strong&gt;500 &lt;em&gt;FRIGGIN' &lt;u&gt;SONGS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG I LOVE MY MOM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I signed up for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_dimension_shop' lj:user='dimension_shop' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dimension_shop/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/dimension_shop/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dimension_shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So, someone's going to be getting fics from me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:2678</id>
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    <title>This story's missing a wishing well, no magic kiss to break the spell</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T15:00:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T08:17:42Z</updated>
    <category term="sakura/fai"/>
    <category term="fic: tsubasa"/>
    <lj:music>Tsubasa Chronicle - Yume no Tsubasa (duet version)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Haha, I can't remember the lyrics... poo. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: ice queen &lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Fai/Sakura &lt;br /&gt;Prompt: fairy tale &lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 203 &lt;br /&gt;Rating: T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fai is... a masochist. Like all the TRC fans. This takes place after the stabbing in INFINITY, so... spoilers? Hell yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="As the blood flows steadily out of her body and her skin grows colder and paler, Fai can't help but think that she's never looked more beautiful than she does now."&gt;As the blood flows steadily out of her body and her skin grows colder and paler, Fai can't help but think that she's never looked more beautiful than she does now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her chocolate brown hair is slightly mussed, but it's in a good way, a way that frames her face in the most becoming way possible. And her skin is white as fresh winter cream, while her lips are as red as the blood from her wound, but now with a faint blue tinge from the fact that she can't breathe, can't get enough air to keep up with what she's losing. And as he holds her she keeps getting colder and colder, until her body feels like ice, a feeling he knows all too well from the feeling of Ashura's hands, but he can only think that she's probably the most perfect princess in all the dimensions in existence. Fairest of them all, like something from a fairy tale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fai doesn't believe in fairy tales, but he knows one when he sees one. He could think of one certain tale that fit Sakura-chan very well at this moment in time. She was no longer merely a princess... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was his &lt;b&gt;ice queen&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:2382</id>
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    <title>MAH BABEH~~~ IT'S DED~~~</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T19:27:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T19:27:18Z</updated>
    <category term="new mp3 player~~~"/>
    <category term="omg yay"/>
    <category term="real life"/>
    <category term="angst"/>
    <lj:music>doo doo do doo doo MANAMANA! (XD Maggie~)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember what I said about "no real posts other than fics for awhile"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yeah. I guess I lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="BUT THIS ISH IMPORTANT. I NEED TO ANGST."&gt;This morning, when I was taking my Mannatech powder (fancy expensive stuff that makes me healthy and is good for you so go check out the website kaaaay~), I needed a glass of juice to wash it down. I pulled the fridge open with my foot, because one hand had my mp3 player in it and the other had my glass in it. I put the mp3 player in my hand with the glass when I went to get the juice, went to pour, and then... then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LID ON THE JUICE CAME OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*angsts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my mp3 player is DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gave my mom 20 bucks to go get me a new one :D So she's putting that money with the money in my bank account, and buying me one after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG. IT CAN HOLD ABOUT 200 SONGS, APPARENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dead one only held &lt;strong&gt;FORTY TWO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yeah. That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YAAAAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And *angst*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD I think it must be that time of the month... MOOD SWINGS~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*random*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn,&lt;br /&gt;michey</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:2255</id>
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    <title>You wanna make a memory? You wanna steal a piece of time?</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T17:50:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T08:18:29Z</updated>
    <category term="preseries"/>
    <category term="syaoran"/>
    <category term="fic: tsubasa rc"/>
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    <lj:music>NONE. My MP3 player got juice spilled on it T.T</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: bound &lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE &lt;br /&gt;Characters: Sakura, Shaoran &lt;br /&gt;Prompt: red strings of destiny [thank you, nee-chan!]&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="When they were young, she was always whispering jokes or stories to him..."&gt;When they were young, she was always whispering jokes or stories to him, even when they were together in the presence of the Court. And he would always whisper back, his soft and as husky and dry as the desert sand yet as fluid and refreshing and cool as the ocean water that lapped against the shore. As she got older, she would feel her cheeks grow hot and flushed, feel adrenaline race up her spine, whenever she heard that wonderfully perfect voice by her ear, felt his breath at her neck, saw the faint half-smile that graced his lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She thought he was a god, whenever she saw that smile. Kami-sama must have been jealous of him.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were young, they would run together throughout the palace, laughing and crying out with pure, innocent happiness and excitement. She would giggle when someone would catch them and he would bow so low with apology that she was sure his nose would touch the floor if he were only to bend a little bit more. And then that someone would pass, and he would quickly straighten himself up and they would go right back to bolting around as if nothing had happened, nothing had interrupted their fun. As he got older, he would help to sneak her out of the palace, and they would run there, too, their feet a blur on the hot desert sand, their hands clasped as if to signify to everyone who saw them that nothing could ever break them apart. And then he would lift her up and spin her around and they would collapse together in the dusk of almost-twilight, and then together they would quietly sit and watch the sun set just past the ruins where he worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He didn't need to look out to the ruins: he could see the sunset in her eyes, her beautiful emerald eyes.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were young, they learned to do many things. She learned how to walk across a tightrope, he learned to always catch her when she fell. He learned to cook, she learned to always love whatever he set on the table before her. They both learned to trust eachother, both learned to love eachother in that carefree way that children can. As both got older, they learned so much more. They learned that the pain from losing someone you cared for never truly left, that nothing could replace that person in their hearts. They also learned that they never, in their whole lives, wanted to be apart... And they swore they never would be, exchanging a kiss to seal the promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She cherished the feeling of his lips on hers, soft and gentle and filled with love as she ran her fingers through his already messy hair.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they were young, she told him a story her father had taught him, about how soulmates were bound by red strings of destiny. He blushed slightly and turned his face away to hide it. When they were older, he reminded her of this story, and blushing even more than he had as a child, he pulled two ribbons from his pocket. He tied one around her baby finger, the other around his. Tears of happiness streaming down her face, she nodded in reply to his unspoken question and burried her face in his chest, laughing and crying at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He didn't care that her tears were soaking his clothing. All he cared about was their future, their happiness. Together.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was the most wonderful the Kingdom of Clow had ever seen. Not because of streamers and gifts or the gown the beautiful bride wore or how handsomely awkward the groom appeared in his new royal attire, but because of the two red ribbons they were on their fingers instead of rings, and the pure feeling of their young, innocent, childish love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He loved her, and she loved him. They were forever connected by red strings of destiny.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was just the way they liked it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:1797</id>
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    <title>I DON'T LIKE DEAD BODIES, KTHX</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T18:16:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T17:54:25Z</updated>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <category term="dead bodies"/>
    <category term="wtf"/>
    <lj:music>Full Moon wo Sagashite - SMILE</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I took a quiz online when I should have been doing my Comp Science work; so did Maggie. We both got Morgue attendants as one of the number one things we should do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, it was higher than Creative Writer. WTF, quizzes?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LIKE DEAD BODIES KTHXBYE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT:&lt;/strong&gt; OMG I also got &lt;em&gt;Early Childhood Educator Assistant&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Early Childhood Educator&lt;/em&gt;. I COULD BE KOBATO OMG. XDDDDDD</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:1553</id>
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    <title>I will remember you, but will you remember me?</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T15:16:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T08:19:12Z</updated>
    <category term="fic: tsubasa rc"/>
    <category term="sakura/real!shaoran"/>
    <lj:music>Snow Patrol - Chasing Cars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fandom:&lt;/strong&gt; Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters:&lt;/strong&gt; Sakura, Real Shaoran &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; PG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt #2 at angst! Is it good? Feel free to offer constructive crit! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="They're so alike, that sometimes she will forget that they aren't the same."&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so alike, that sometimes she will forget that they aren't the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...when he touches her...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabs her arm, forcing her to look at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...when he looks at her...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you&lt;/b&gt;, he whispers to her, his amber eyes reflecting his words. &lt;b&gt;Can't you see that, Princess?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...when he holds her...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His arms wrap around her protectively, and his finger lifts her chin up as he leans towards her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...when he kisses her...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their lips meet, and she forgets. Forgets that he's not the Shaoran that she really loves, the one that was with her on this journey for so long, always by her side, searching for her feathers, her memories... She lets herself get lost in this one perfect moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But even though she sometimes forgets...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ends the kiss as the tears begin to flow from her half-closed, emerald eyes. Shaking her head, she turns away from him and closes her bedroom door. Anything to separate them and keep them apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though she sometimes forgets...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cries herself to sleep that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...she always remembers...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; --</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:1352</id>
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    <title>It's like I'm not me... it's like I'm not me...</title>
    <published>2007-09-29T19:21:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T19:27:58Z</updated>
    <category term="real!shaoran/sakura"/>
    <category term="fic: tsubasa rc"/>
    <lj:music>Makino Yui - Amurita</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; addictive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fandom:&lt;/strong&gt; Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters:&lt;/strong&gt; Sakura, Real Shaoran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt: &lt;/strong&gt;kelly clarkson - addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count: &lt;/strong&gt;235 (at least,&amp;nbsp;I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; it's 235. my word processor says something different each time I press the word count button)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating: &lt;/strong&gt;PG&lt;p&gt;This was my first real attempt at writing angst... It was written quite awhile ago, but I found it while going through some of my stuff on my harddrive. It's the Real Shaoran being all obsessed with Sakura-hime... It's so tragically romantically wonderful. I love characters who are doomed to forever experience nothing but tragic romances. Real!Shaoran, especially. *can't wait for the Tsubasa OVA*&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="When he sees her, all he can think of is champagne and chocolates and flowers and emeralds."&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;When he sees her, all he can think of is champagne and chocolates and flowers and emeralds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The champagne is bubbly and golden white and intoxicating; each sip floods his senses, turning him into a drunken fool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's never been able to handle alcohol well; neither has &lt;strong&gt;her Shaoran&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The chocolates are her her hair, silky and smooth like some treat from Paris or some other foreign country.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He knows from watching through &lt;strong&gt;his&lt;/strong&gt; eye that she wears her hair so short because her country is so sweltering hot. The desert sun shines down relentlessly each day, some days so burning that it's almost impossible to so much as breathe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The flowers are sakura, the sweet cherry blossoms she was named after.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The poetry written about these flowers is so beautiful, just like her. He is afraid that, if it is he who confessed to her rather than the &lt;strong&gt;other him&lt;/strong&gt;, she'll shatter and break, crumble and blow away like dust in the wind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The emeralds are her eyes, sparkling and glittering in the light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A warm, beautiful green, which he so rarely sees. He doubts that she will ever meet his gaze without sadness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was addictive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was warm to look at but cold to touch; wonderful to drink in but poisonous after too many doses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because she was not truly his.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it ripped his heart out, knowing she never would be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:misha_kitten:512</id>
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    <title>The customary "first post"</title>
    <published>2007-09-29T17:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T18:25:19Z</updated>
    <category term="intro"/>
    <lj:music>Nelly Furtado - Try</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hello! Michelle/Michey/Misha here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might know me from one of my past LJ's, or my GJ, or my dA, or even Real Life,&amp;nbsp;but even if you don't, that's all right. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sick of being one of the only people alive without an LJ that gets updated regularly and I'm happy with, so I went and made one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made it so I could pimp my fanfiction and RP here&amp;nbsp;XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the first little while it'll mainly be me updating with all my fanfics, in order that I wrote them, so... yeah. And then I'll start pimping them around to communities and such, and joining&amp;nbsp;RP's. I doubt there'll be too much personal posts :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eventually this will become a journal in the sense that a journal should be. There'll be rants, fangirling, and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been warned ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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