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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 22:55:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>..the hell..???!?!  [rant warning - again!!]</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s happening again! My brother does something to annoy me, and my parents take HIS side..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing THIS time is we (as in my brothers and their families and me) were all going to put our heads together to buy a gift for our grandmother, who turns 80 this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;And we &lt;i&gt;agreed&lt;/i&gt; on buying some rose bushes and perhaps some wine for her, cus that&apos;s all she cares for. We had it all planned. Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my other brother sent me a text, asking how the gift was coming along, and I told him to call my oldest brother. I got a message in return that said &quot;I did. They&apos;re buying a gift of their own.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;this made me all o_O&lt;br /&gt;after all, we had all made an agreement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called my oldest brother, asking him what was up with that, and he said that he didn&apos;t approve of the amount of money we were talking about to buy gift for. My youngest brother and I talked about it, and since we were supposed to be 5 people, we would eventually end up with FAR too many flowers for the old lady, so we figured that if all five of us paid about kr150 - 200,- we would be able to get some decent flowers and perhaps a nice bottle of wine. &lt;br /&gt;My oldest brother didn&apos;t approve. &quot;We&apos;re(as in him and his fiancée) buying something worth 500,-&quot;&lt;br /&gt;and with that he (or actually THEY) had decided that my other brother and his girlfriend could pay 500,- and then I could pay 300,-&lt;br /&gt;That would be fair, he said. Where he learned how to do math, I don&apos;t know.. but to me that&apos;s not fair at all. My oldest brother is all &quot;I can&apos;t do/pay more than anyone else..&quot; so therefore it was natural for him that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; had to pay the most. May I add that I am the one of us with the least money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when I took the train home today, my oldest brother called and told me that my other brother and I had to come up with a gift of our own, because he didn&apos;t care to fuzz about the whole thing, which is ok. I can understand that. It just sucks that he didn&apos;t tell me sooner!! We&apos;re celebrating the whole thing TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that made both me and my other brother a little pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the worst thing is, my dad sides with my oldest brother - just by hearing HIS side of the story. He hasn&apos;t even asked MY version of it. He just assumes that my oldest brother is right! &lt;br /&gt;When in reality, it&apos;s my brother and his fiancée that fucked it all up for us. They were supposed to go to some store, find out how much it would cost us to get our grandmother what we had planned, and then they would let us know. They did nothing of such!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my dad just went &quot;We can talk about this later, but I agree with him..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;How about asking ME how it&apos;s going, or my other brother... not the coward that keeps calling them and ranting about things I do that clearly bothers him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait to get away from all of this.. And if my dad tries to give me a long lecture about it tomorrow, I swear I&apos;ll blow up and scream my lungs sore again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always have to be ME who&apos;s the idiot in these sorts of cases?? &lt;br /&gt;What the hell did I ever do?? &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Maybe you should try to do that instead, maybe you should avoid dressing like that, maybe you should talk in that way, maybe you should wear your hear that way...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The fuck I will!! Newsflash; I have a personality! I won&apos;t change just because it doesn&apos;t fit into the image my brother has on how I should be and look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, he should blame himself for bullying me around when I was a kid. Perhaps one of the encounters with the wall broke something inside me, and made me who I am today.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he&apos;s gonna be a brat - so can I..</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 13:20:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fucking assholes! [Rant warning]</title>
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  <description>I swear, my brother WANTS to make me hate him! He makes everything so fucking big I&apos;m going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s the thing;&lt;br /&gt;I got a mail from my boss (who happens to be my brother&apos;s fiancé) about the shifts at work through July. She asked for feedback, so I gave her some. &lt;br /&gt;I asked if it was possible to take into consideration that I spend one extra hour getting home in the summer because NSB is a fucking bitch removing the trains I usually take home. (When I get off at 8, I&apos;m home at about 11), whereas everyone else who works there live in Oslo, and get&amp;nbsp; home within twenty minutes or so. It will take me 3 hours!!&lt;br /&gt;I also said &quot;I allow myself to refuse to take the early shifts on Saturdays, because I would have to take a train at 7:30 in order to be in the store in time&quot; (the store opens at 10!) And that, apparently pissed them off.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sure, probably not the wisest way to utter my thoughts, but I figured it would be best to say it now and be honest about it, but apparently I shouldn&apos;t have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens? My brother calls my &lt;i&gt;DAD&lt;/i&gt; to complain, instead of calling &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;! OK, sure, my cellphone has been blocked because of what happened in Holland, but we have a HOUSE PHONE and I am at home!! If my brother wants to yell at me, then he should know the number to our house! He grew up here as well, and the number hasn&apos;t changed for the 23 years my family has lived in this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a mail back from my boss that said &quot;I can&apos;t take such matters into consideration on the weekdays..&quot; &lt;br /&gt;The fuck you CAN! You&apos;re the fucking BOSS!! You&apos;re the one giving us hours!! How fucking hard can it be to remember that &quot;Oh yeah, she has trouble getting home at night..&quot;!??!?? &lt;br /&gt;She also wrote &quot;You chose to get a job in the city, and it shouldn&apos;t have to affect everyone else that you live far away..&quot; No, but it&apos;s OK to make MY situation so fucking problematic?? And you GAVE me the job all those years ago, cus YOU needed the help!&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re only part-time, which means you get the left-over shifts..&quot; LEFT OVERS?!??? No, left overs are for the Extra help people! I&apos;ve been working there for FOUR fucking years, and then you say you&apos;re giving me &lt;i&gt;left over shifts??&lt;/i&gt; Thanks a lot!! The girl who was listed as Extra got better hours than I do!! She&apos;s been working there for barely a year, and she&apos;s doing a shitty job!! (Don&apos;t get me wrong, I like the girl, she&apos;s really sweet and nice.. But she&apos;s not exactly a working bee!!)&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve stepped up to help people out each and every time (unless it was absolutely impossible for me to take those shifts) they asked me. I even changed my plans in order to make it work, so I can help them out - and this is what I get in return??!? What the &lt;i&gt;fuck!!??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a mail back pointing out that I was just making a requests about not getting ALL the late shifts during the summer, cus I&apos;m home alone most of the time, and as such have a trickier time to get to work.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturdays there&apos;s no busses until 9.05 in the morning, and I usually have to take the train at 8:30, but my dad usually drives me to the station. But now, because of the summer scheduals with the train, there IS no train at 8:30 (I can&apos;t take the 9:30 train, since it takes 40 minutes, and I have to be in the store by 10).&lt;br /&gt;So during the summer, if I am to open the store on a Saturday, I would have to walk to the station, which means I would have to leave my house at 6:30 in order to catch a train that takes me to Oslo two fucking hours before opening hours. No fucking way am I doing that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one seeing the problem here?&lt;br /&gt;How the fuck can they be angry at me for pointing out something when she ASKED for feedback?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad said &quot;We&apos;ll talk about this later!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Fine by me! My mom&apos;s gonna be here then, and I know she will take my side on things (unless of course she&apos;ll go all &quot;let&apos;s not annoy them more than necessary..&quot; like she usually does!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still too fucking tired to be able to deal with this right now. And I&apos;m sick! My throat is killing me..&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll curl up in bed now, I think~~</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 22:32:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Miyavi in Holland~ SQUEE~~~!!!</title>
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  <description>So, the weekend in Holland is over. It has been quite eventful.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, on Monday we got up SHIT early in order to be the first ones at the venue. So we got up at six, and we were on the tram to Amstelveen at abour 7:15. Mind you, I was close to starved already, so I was a little growly, but nothing too bad. But when we found out that McDonald&apos;s opened at 9:00 in the morning, I was getting a little desperate. You know, at some point you get so hungry you feel like you&apos;re gonna be sick? I had been feeling like that for some time already. AND I had to use the toilet. So Mc.Donald&apos;s opened, I went in. Toilet! Aaah~~! &lt;br /&gt;Then I bought my breakfast, which consisted of&amp;nbsp; a BigMac (oh yes, very healthy, I know~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;re probably wondering; Were you the first ones? &lt;br /&gt;And yes, we were! We were the only ones there for the ENTIRE day! The next people came around about 11 pm. So in other words, we could have slept for WAY more hours than what we did! But hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we were there so early, we got to talk to about everyone who work at the venue (P60), and they all thought it was a little crazy, but they also thought it was kinda fun. Apparently this was the first time EVER that the venue had sold out. And here we were, sitting outside the day before. &lt;br /&gt;A lot of people asked us why we were there (naturally), and some thought we were insane, while other thought we were cool. xD A woman even asked if we wanted to sleep at her place, cus she didn&apos;t want for us to sleep outside. But we said no, we were fine. The local newspaper even took pictures of us xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway~&lt;br /&gt;The first people arrived late on Monday, and a few more Norwegian people arrived during the night. We tried to get some sleep, but waking up from the sensation that your entire frame is shaking from cold is no good feeling, and it was absolutely impossible to get the heat back into our bones for several hours. I shall worship the person who ever invented the heat-packs.. cus it saved my ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people came around the next day, but it still were some hours before there was starting to get &quot;crowded&quot;.&amp;nbsp; So in order to make sure that the campers were the first ones in line, we wrote numbers on our hands - and we later told the security people what the number meant, and it seems like they followed it for as long as it was possible. &lt;br /&gt;What was my number? I B numbah ONE baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people came, and the people who worked at the venue came about filming us and talking to us and they kept coming back to us, to ask us how we were holding up, and how the night had been etc.&lt;br /&gt;We (as in Cat, Fran and me already knew that Miyavi was most likely going to enter the door we were sitting right next to, cus there were constructions going on around the back where the artist entrance originally is. But more people found out, and people were getting all SQUEAL.. And when his bus finally arrived, some of the fans flocked around it, and the people at the venue were getting a little nervous. But they managed to slip him in unnoticed. We saw the KaVki Boiz from time to time.. they went for a small walk into the shopping mall that were just across the street from the venue.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of them; Hah! I offered two of them some candy as they were waiting to get inside the venue again (cus the door had a doorbell they had to ring all the time in order to get in, to make sure no fans would slip inside unnoticed blahblahblah..) But anyways, one of them (I don&apos;t remember who, sadly) accepted, laughed and turned to the guy standing next to us and was all &quot;Kakkoii!&quot; because we helped them out and stuff, treating them like.. humans!&amp;nbsp; xD&lt;br /&gt;And all the other girls were like &quot;OMG thatwassoooooooCOOL!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Why yes.. yes it was~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was close to opening hours, there were a LOT of people gathered (que-jumpers being bitches and disrespecting other people - like they usually do..), but the guards just moved them all to the back of the line. But Cat, Fran and I were the first ones in the line. Cat more or less pushed me inside when we were allowed to enter. (There was actually two girls there who got in before us, but that was because one of them was in a wheelchair, and the other was helping her out, so we were OK with that.)&lt;br /&gt;But yes, I got my spot at the very front! Whoo~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you don&apos;t know this, but I made Miyavi a sleeveless top, which I was hoping to be able to give to him. I didn&apos;t want to leave it in the &quot;Gifts from fans&quot; box before the live, cus I wanted to give it to him myself, and I was willing to try to give it to him myself, during the live..&lt;br /&gt;...He looked at it several times while they were doing the intro act. But I didn&apos;t toss it at him. I just held it up for him to see, and I called out for him, and he nodded and came over and took it!&lt;br /&gt;He waved it around a little over his head, and all the girls at the front went insane, hugging me and being all &quot;Ommagaaawd!!&quot; ..but so was I, so that&apos;s ok!&lt;br /&gt;He tossed it to one of the sound-check guys who folded it neatly and placed it on the side. &lt;br /&gt;It was the only gift he actually walked over to himself in order to get, all the other things were tossed at him. (It was annoying how people were throwing plastic bracelets and stuff at him - probably aiming to hit him, cus some of them flew just by his head and he just barely managed to dodge them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi seemed to be enjoying himself a great deal while he was up there, and he allowed himself to joke around some. The step-dancing guy picked a toy flower (you know those freaky ones you win at FunFairs and stuff), and handed it over to Miyavi. The crowd went &quot;Aaaw~~&quot; and Miyavi poked it a little bit and said; &quot;What the fuck is this?!?&quot; before he began to laugh~~&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi is probably the most humane artist I&apos;ve seen. And that says a lot. He gave a lot of himself out there. When a girl yelled &quot;We love you!&quot; he just smiled, played a few tones on his guitar before he leaned forward into the mic and went &quot;..I love you too!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;But the cutest moment was when people were chanting for Freedom Fighters which originally wasn&apos;t on the setlist. He was about to say something when he realized that we were calling out for that song, and he got a little emotional. All the other guys were laughing and clapping their hands, and Miyavi needed a moment to gather himself. &lt;br /&gt;He talked to the DJ and the other guys, and then they played Freedom Fighters. It seems as if people sang WAY louder for that song.. It was great! &lt;br /&gt;He actually performed a lot of old songs. I was SO excited when they started playing Aho Matsuri.&lt;br /&gt;There was a small break where the DJ was the only one left entertaining us, and he had made some really cool mixes of some of the songs. He was really good, and actually sorta cute xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was so brilliant, I&apos;m not able to describe it in detail. I&apos;ve already written so much already!&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re gonna have to ask me if you want to hear all the fangirliness.. xD ..well, MORE fangirliness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to be honest and say that I cried so hard after the show. Partly because I was so fucking happy, but also because I was in some serious pain. The girl behind me tried to kill me, I&apos;m sure..(the barrier was made of thick and strong plastic, and it was bending in towards the stage because the girl behind me kept pushing me into it, and she hit me in the back whenever I tried to push her away a little in order to not get completely crushed)&lt;br /&gt;But the biggest problem was that our stuff was all gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the girls who got to the venue on Monday night had their dad with them, and they were driving a camping van. And since they seemed nice, and the dad had talked to us a lot (trusting us to help keeping the girls safe, cus he was pretty much in charge of all the three of them - and they were 16 years old), we left our stuff in ther camper. &lt;br /&gt;The problem is, they forgot they had our stuff, and drove all the way home to the town they lived (which is about a 1,5 hour drive from the venue). We had no ways of getting in touch with them, but we did everything we possibly could. They had Fran&apos;s passport, so she was the one in the biggest mess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked to the security at the venue (as well as some of the staff people we had gotten to know), and asked if they could check the surveilance camera, in hopes that we could get the licence plate from the camper, and track them down that way.. But they apparently had had some techiqal problems, and the cams hadn&apos;t recorded a single thing! But the police was there, and we asked them if it would be possible to trace our cellphones (cus Cat and my cellphone was in the camper, Fran had hers with her at all time). But in Holland, they don&apos;t do that sort of things, but we gave them our permission to do so, and then they went along with it.. But it didn&apos;t work, cus my phone had been blocked (cus I talked to my mother by using Fran&apos;s phone, and she had blocked it, in order to make it impossible to use it - just in case), and when they tried Cat&apos;s number it said that it didn&apos;t exist.. so..&lt;br /&gt;But while we were at the police station (yes, we had to go there), they got a phonecall that they had found them, cus the dad had gone to the police and explained the situation, and that they didn&apos;t know how to contact us. &lt;br /&gt;So finally, we got a hold of him, and since Fran was supposed to take a bus that left at 8 in the morning the next day, she had to ask him if he could drive all the way back to Amsterdam to give it to us (The venue was in Amstelveen, but we lived in Amsterdam.. don&apos;t ask me questions about it, but it&apos;s a little far away from each other..), and he was kind enough to do so.. And it was in the middle of the night!! We got our stuff at 3 in the morning, and Fran had to get up at about 5 in order to get to the bus station and stuff on time.. But at least we got it back~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we were talking to the people at the venue (before we went to the police station), cus we left our contact info and stuff in case they heard anything.. And I talked to two of the girls there. One of them worked at the backstage manager, and the other was just helping around everywhere.. But they said that if they could, they would have taken us backstage to meet Miyavi, but he was eating, so I said that it would be fine, and I didn&apos;t want to bother him during his meal.. &lt;br /&gt;And I told them that I was able to give him the t-shirt I made for him, and they said that he was keeping it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi kept my gift!! How cool is that??!?? I WIN!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I&apos;m too achey and sleepy to think of anything else to write about, but you&apos;re probably going to hear me talk about it for a long time~~ xD&lt;br /&gt;My hipbones are so bruised it hurts to wear underwear! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so sleep deprived I get all ...weird all the time.. &lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep on the train home, and woke up just as the doors were closing at my stop~ and because I had no phone, I had to ask random people if I could borrow theirs in order to call home. The train had been delayed, so if I was to wait for the first train to take me back, I would have to sit at that godforsaken station for 40 minutes. But my mom got one of her friends to come pick me up, so that was really nice.. I had almost fallen asleep on one of the benches there by the time she arrived xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes.. I believe that would be all~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;BTW, here&apos;s a picture of the t-shirt I made him~~&quot;&gt;If there&apos;s ever a picture of him wearing it, I don&apos;t know what I&apos;ll do~~ &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d probably die a little of happiness~~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c194/ciliee/miyavi/myvtop.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 12:16:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...shit..</title>
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  <description>I got a mail from my Japanese teacher today, who said that my exam had been horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She allowed me to pass in hopes of me performing better on the oral exam (which I was glad she did, even though I suck at talking..)&lt;br /&gt;In short; I was supposed to have a huge fucking stamp on my forehead saying &quot;FAILED!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Cus it theory, I did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they&apos;re still allowing me to go, and I just have to set up a list of things to read over the summer. Which is pretty much everything!&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, I have to work a lot during summer as well, so I might lack the will to sit down and read.. But I HAVE to do this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can do so much better than what my exam proved! I thought I could at least nail a C, but no.. we ended up further down in the alphabet.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fucking failure!! Someone needs to knock some sense into my head and tell me to study until I puke each and every day!&lt;br /&gt;I seriously just want to curl up in bed and cry!&lt;br /&gt;..I&apos;m starting to think more and more that I&apos;m not supposed to be doing this, and that all the crap is just signs that I should just say &quot;Fuck this...&quot; and find something else to do.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don&apos;t think I deserve to go to Japan now! But I&apos;ve waited so long for it, and I&apos;ve actually worked really hard for it, so I&apos;m going.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and to the people I&apos;m going with; I&apos;m serious about the whole sticker thing.. I need rewards!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 21:45:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...wtf?</title>
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  <description>I hereby declare my full hatred for the health system in Norway. They can all commit suicide and burn in hell for all I care~~ (though some of them got to stay behind and make sure that I don&apos;t die from a stupid peanut trace again..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever regretted anything as much as I regret doing my health check up at my family doctor.. He did everything BUT the lung scans and the blood test to find out my blood type. My lungs have been scanned.. all that&apos;s left is that fucking blood sample!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my family doctor said &quot;We don&apos;t do that test here, so you have to talk to Blodbanken.&quot; Problem is, I can&apos;t be a donor because of my extreme allergies. And as of such, Blodbanken won&apos;t do the fucking test~~ Thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Oslo Akutten, but the people there didn&apos;t want to let me take the stupid test because it&apos;s fucking expensive. The test itself costs 600,- but the consult of a doctor would add an additional 500,-.. That&apos;s 1100,- for a stupid needle and a little blood loss!! WHAT THE HELL?!??&lt;br /&gt;They told me to go BACK to my family doctor and have him write me a requisition for a blood test at another clinic, so I called him.. The bitchy woman who answered the phone can jump off a cliff and die!&lt;br /&gt;&quot;We&apos;re not allowed to give out requisitions to that sort of tests unless it&apos;s absolutely necessary..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But it is necessary.. I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; that test!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Beacause?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Because the school in Japan demands it..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;But we can&apos;t write you a requisition unless you have a valid reason. We&apos;re not allowed to give it to people unless they are pregnant.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?!?? I have to get pregnant just to get a fucking blood test done?? It&apos;s a small prick in the arm, a few drops of blood. Done! &lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder what a guy would have to do in order to get that kind of test, since they can&apos;t get pregnant..&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m sorry, we only give it to men who are gay and are suffering from AIDS!&quot;??!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going back to Oslo Akutten tomorrow and I&apos;ll tell them to just take the stupid test. I&apos;ll pay those 1100,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don&apos;t get, is why that sort of test isn&apos;t a standard procedure. I mean, it&apos;s one of the most important things to know, your blood type! &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should damage myself so badly I need blood transfer. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m sorry doc, I don&apos;t know my blood type.. Cus the health system won&apos;t allow me!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;ll be great.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the earlier days you could buy a Do-it-yourself-kit at the pharmacy for 200,-&lt;br /&gt;Where did the remaining 900,- come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I&apos;m starting to think I&apos;m not supposed to be going to Japan at all &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;But I plan on going. No matter what..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I&apos;ll just become a vampire~~</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 22:28:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mmmmyosh~~</title>
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  <description>I passed my Japanese exam!! Oral exam on Friday. A little nervous about that, since I can&apos;t seem to make a sound when I try to talk Japanese.. But Tomoko said that once you&apos;ve passed the written exam, you can&apos;t fail the oral one.. so YAY.. Japan, here I come~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Diana [aka. the Metronome-pimp] sent me an astronomy site where you state your birth date, and it generates how you&apos;re supposed to be xD&lt;br /&gt;And it was pretty accurate, actually. Frighteningly so. &lt;br /&gt;For instance it says &quot;Easily hurt by others, you often strike back with bitter sarcasm.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know there are a lot of you who&apos;ve suffered from my sarcasm. &lt;br /&gt;I can be evil, I know xD&lt;br /&gt;but this page says you all learn to love me anyway. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough~~&lt;br /&gt;*snuggles Ice Bat plushie* (yes, I got one now~~ *swoons*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! btw~~&lt;br /&gt;I might be using another LJ during my stay in Japan.. &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_paoon&apos; lj:user=&apos;paoon&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://paoon.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://paoon.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;paoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;I know Julie befriended me there already~~ But yes, I was planning on making a brand new one for that purpose..  xD&lt;br /&gt;Haven&apos;t made up my mind yet ;D</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 21:42:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>T_T</title>
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  <description>I hereby declare my hatred for UiO.. They&apos;re a bunch of bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got my ass up to Blindern to talk to someone about the fact that I couldn&apos;t log onto StudentWeb and check out my exam results (they went great, btw). And while I was there I figured I ought to talk to Tomoko.&lt;br /&gt;Cus see, thing is; Late October I got a letter that said that I no longer had the right to study on the Language Program, because I didn&apos;t have enough points last year. I saw this letter three days too late, and I couldn&apos;t complain on that. I called, and had to talk to a bitch who said &quot;Well, according to this, you&apos;ve been doing nothing for a year..&quot; So apparently studying = nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW.. From now on they don&apos;t accept Single subject students on the Japanese course, since there are so many people who wants to take that course.. And now, I am one of those.. &lt;br /&gt;Which is why I had to talk to Tomoko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her what had happened, and she got all &quot;oh.. uhm...&quot; which is not good. Tomoko doesn&apos;t &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; &quot;oh.. uhm..&quot;. And then she said &quot;That&apos;s really not up to me to decide&quot; And by now I figured I could be completely fucked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me to go see the person who deals with these kind of things, and I did. The woman was very nice, and I apologized so many times for troubling her (she was about to go home). SHE said that she would have to talk to the top management about it, and that it would be tricky. I told her that Tomoko said that she didn&apos;t see any harm in me taking the second semester, and apparently that can help me a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that woman told me to go down and talk to the one in charge of the language program, and ask her what I was supposed to do now. &lt;br /&gt;Which I did. I knocked, and asked her what to do. &lt;br /&gt;This woman, however, was a major bitch! Snappy and blargh! &lt;br /&gt;I told her the problem about not being able to take Japanese unless I was part of that program, and she told me that it wasn&apos;t a valid enough reason for her to give me my spot back. She told me that I have to write an application to get it back, where I give reasons for why I ought to keep it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this doesn&apos;t work out, and the whole Non-single-subject-students problem is a bitch, and me not being allowed to take the second semester in Japanese, I have to wait ANOTHER YEAR to go to Japan! A YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cus, if this doesn&apos;t work out, I have to start all over.. and the site where you apply for student thingies only work during spring - which mean I might have to go a year without being able to do what I want!&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s no fucking way I&apos;m gonna allow that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn&apos;t work out, then I give up. Then I&apos;m not supposed to take Japanese. I&apos;m not supposed to go there, go to school there, have fun there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I&apos;m insanely tired and hungry, and this whole thing is being a major let down, I&apos;m on the verge of crying all the time. I swear, I&apos;ll have a break down sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO.. and this part most of you don&apos;t know.. I MIGHT have a skin decease!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.. Just what I need, no? -_-&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been having this weird red marks on my back ever since I got back from England. They don&apos;t itch or anything.. They&apos;re just there! And won&apos;t go away!&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the time to go to the doctor about it yesterday, and I got an ointment for it. But it might not cure it! If nothing happens within a week, then I&apos;ve gotten the wrong treatment.. and then it will be very clear that I have a skin decease! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so horrible, and in my very unstable mind, it is! I can&apos;t handle much more.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait to get to Japan next week. It&apos;ll be great to see everyone again. And I might cry a little, since I might have to miss out - AGAIN because UiO is a bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now wipe my teary eyes and find something to eat.. Or I&apos;ll die of starvation (and I&apos;m not even in a bottomless pit.. ;0 [inside joke.. -_-])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay hurray!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 16:30:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Macros ftw!</title>
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  <description>I stumbled across&amp;nbsp;a community in j-rock macros.. and thought I&apos;d&amp;nbsp;give it&amp;nbsp;a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d thought I&apos;d give it an easy start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/manauo7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I began looking through some of the folders on this computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wataru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Because some of the pictures are a little big.. &quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you were wondering.. No I do not have anything against Wataru.. He just happened to be a good macro model ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inetetsu&lt;/strong&gt; (isn&apos;t it?? I think so.. xD) from Ayabie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro5.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you can!! *stuffs food down his throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Die from Dir en Grey&lt;/strong&gt;(since it&apos;s actually a little hard to tell..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro6.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand some others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/MACRO8.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know my luch it&apos;s probably a typo in there. I haven&apos;t been bothered to check.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. for the moment we&apos;ve all been waiting for..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The supreme winner of this thing..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;And it&apos;s not fun unless you&apos;re in on this joke..&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o172/filthybeauty/stuff/macro9.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Yes he can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;*wraps Julie up for Yoshiki*&lt;br /&gt;(yes, I HAD to.. You know that!! ;D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SMOOOOOCH!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.. done..!&lt;br /&gt;MIGHT do it again later..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 16:13:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Gazette in England! ZOMG!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px&quot;&gt;Mmmmkay.. So there&apos;s been another live desu! And what a live it was.. *swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After carrying my bag around everywhere on Thursday,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_catsu&apos; lj:user=&apos;catsu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://catsu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://catsu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;catsu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I got on the bus to Sandefjord to get to the airport. We slept through the whole drive. We had to wait there for almost three hours since the planes were delayed and stuff, due to fog.. We waited, and then got on the plane - fell asleep, and the next thing we know, we&apos;re in England! Yay! At one point&amp;nbsp;before were were going in for landing, I looked outside, and I turned to Cat and pointed out of the window. &quot;Is that the ocean?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;We were all o__O for a moment, but then we realized that no, it wasn&apos;t the ocean.. it was clouds! xD&lt;br /&gt;It was a really cool view though! It looked like waves and stuff. When I thought about it later, it couldn&apos;t have been the ocean - there was no moon shine reflected! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived England really really late because of the delay, and due to the insane amount of security checks, and long time waiting, we couldn&apos;t leave the airport that night, since there were no more buses going.&lt;br /&gt;So we found a good spot to sleep (behind a small stall - with a bunch of Americans..), but at 4 o&apos;clock in the morning, some cranky old security guard came and woke us up. According to me, he was just rambling on in some made up language (for all I know, he could have spoken pure Klingon..), but Catsu understood him, and said that we had to move. So we found some seats just 5 meters away, and there I curled up, and slept for another 2 and a half hour. (According to Catsu it looked like I was peering over the edge of the seat, and looking at the dude who was sleeping there.. That&apos;s how I was seated.. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the place was alive and there were buses. We got some money, bought our tickets, and left the airport. We reached Victoria (a station), 1 and a half hour later. We had tried to call the guy, James,&amp;nbsp;whom we were supposed to stay with over nights, but his number didn&apos;t work. So we had to go find a payphone and call his other number (he sent us two..)&lt;br /&gt;We drank coffee at Starbucks, bought a lot of accessories in a small store called Claire&apos;s, and then took the Underground to King&apos;s Cross, were we met James.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had &quot;proper&quot; breakfast at McDonald&apos;s, before we went to his place to leave our stuff. Originally Cat and I were planning on doing some shopping before we went queing, but James told us that there were people already camping, and that they had been there since nine in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We thought that there was no chance in hell that we could get up front now, but we packed the things we needed, and went to the venue. When we got there, we saw that there was only about 18 people camping, so we settled down, and claimed our spot in the que. The time was around 2:30 in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happened that night, besides the fact that a bunch of people came asking what the hell we were there for. Some of them were really smart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - What are you all waiting here for?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - A Japanese band called Gazette.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Are they any good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, mister, were just sleeping here because we wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next mornig, it was freezing, and everyone was in zombie mode. That soon ended when two buses arrived, and then the big black trailer with a picture of Gazette drove up as well. Almost everyone shot up from their seats and ran over. The worst fangirls were standing there for a long time, until the manager came out and told them to fuck off - the band was asleep, and were not to be disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;There was one girl who cried just from seeing the picture of the band on the trailer!! *pets her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more hours of doing nothing, and everyone had left the buses alone, a girl I was talking to said &quot;Oh, they just walked inside! I saw their feet!&quot; some girls were running over, trying to see whether they could catch them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, haha, they got parking tickets! On all three vehicles! And they were about £180 each! xD&lt;br /&gt;Fun, fun, fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hours later, a girl (whose name I vaguely remember as Ashley - or something) and I went for a little walk, stretching our legs. She suddenly stopped, and talked to one of the security guys. She then tilted her head to me and muttered &quot;That&apos;s Aoi!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;So I took half a step to the side, and yes, there he was! He was sitting on the ground, smoking. He did look a bit ó_ó at first, but since we didn&apos;t glomp him or anything, he stayed! Ashley and I was standing there for about five minutes, and then one of the security guys said. &quot;Ok, we have incoming!&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi gave him a weird look, not understanding. Ashley and I said &quot;Fans!&quot; and he got all &quot;OH!&quot; and slipped inside. None of the &quot;incoming&quot;s got to see him! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to act normal at first, but we suddenly squealed and ran over to our friends! We were bouncing and squeeing, and most of the other girls ran over to the place where we had just been standing! Hah! They didn&apos;t get to see anyone..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the evening, the fences was put up. We could still move around as much as we wanted thought. People in England does not que! They just leave their bags, and then run around doing whatever!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly heard &quot;There she is!&quot; and I turned around, seeing&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_crystal_witch&apos; lj:user=&apos;crystal_witch&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://crystal-witch.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://crystal-witch.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;crystal_witch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_sideshow_emma&apos; lj:user=&apos;sideshow_emma&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sideshow-emma.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sideshow-emma.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sideshow_emma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;walking up to me. I&apos;ve met Laura before, but this was the first time seeing Emma. It was fun.. &lt;br /&gt;She told me about the live in Paris and stuff.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;She then had to walk back to her spot in the que, which was FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR back [insert evil laugh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More hours of queing, and then it was time.. The guards were the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Allright, you guys, this is it.. This is were we look for the que jumpers!!&quot; Yes, they removed all those who had jumped in the que, and placed them were they had come in.. So no one got to benefit for &quot;just talking to friends&quot;! It was brilliant.. And they didn&apos;t let everyone in all at once. They made lines.. &quot;Right.. you guys wait here until these guys are inside!&quot;.. it was the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s fucking hard not to run towards the stage! We weren&apos;t allowed to! x_x&lt;br /&gt;Cat and I both got up front on Aoi&apos;s side! And OMG, that was a good thing!!&lt;br /&gt;Aoi simply stole the entire show!! he was dancing and flirting and squeeeee! I kinda forgot all the other members..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I did remember to look at Ruki from time to time though, catching him grabbing himself..&amp;nbsp;and licking Uruha&apos;s guitar (which Uruha kissed right away after..)&lt;br /&gt;OH, and he sang without his mic! He sang the pretty part from Taion.. and seriously, it gave me the chills.. He&apos;s a really good vocalist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reita... God damnit that guy was staring! xD&lt;br /&gt;We looked at him sometimes, and he was always looking back! xD (yes, making the most of it).. And his hair! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I want to know what they use in it... cus it was soooo cool. All spiked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to declare my love for Aoi now! He got himself two new fangirls xD&lt;br /&gt;He was dancing around, being all sexy.. and he pulled his top up, and then ran his hand slowly down his body, and then groped himself! TWICE! Right in our faces! NOSEBLEED! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and.. haha.. I got to hold Ruki&apos;s hand! \o/&lt;br /&gt;He held it out, and I got a good hold of it, and then he pulled back, and didn&apos;t do it again xD&lt;br /&gt;And he spat in our faces.. xD well.. water.. And he jerked off his water bottles.. xD&lt;br /&gt;At one time the straw was in the way, and he laughed as he couldn&apos;t get it out.. and it was really cute.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda forgot all about Uruha during the show&amp;nbsp;- but we did get to see Thighs up close at one point. He was flirting with one girl in the crowd.. LOTS! He kinda ignored us though.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show I was all shaky.. I could hardly breathe, since my chest had been crushed against the fence during the whole live! And I was&amp;nbsp;lying on the ground outside afterwards, trying to breathe. We didn&apos;t get any merchandise though, which sucks.. but hey.. we got to see them.. that was more than enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Cat and I went to Camden with Cat&apos;s friend Fran. It was raining a lot! But we didn&apos;t care. We bought some really cool bags! They&apos;re guitars! And I bought some Mickey Mouse jackets for practically nothing. They too were awesome xD&lt;br /&gt;OH.. and we went to the raver part of Camden, cus I was looking for goggles! I now have goggles just like Sisen&apos;s xD&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re brilliant! The store, Cyberdog, was cool.. They had a lot of cool things! If one ever was to cosplay Sisen, that would be the place to go xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight was delayed, and I fucking hate Gatwick airport!&lt;br /&gt;When we got our tickets the woman said that we had to pay attention to the screens to find out which gate we were going to. And we did.. All it said was &quot;Please wait&quot;.. and then it said &quot;Delayed 2035&quot;.. and THEN it said &quot;closing gate 25&quot;&lt;br /&gt;We were like &quot;CLOSING!!????&quot; and ran all the way over there, which was pretty difficult since we were kinda short on energy! And when we got there, all they said was &quot;take a seat..&quot; They weren&apos;t closing it..!! We ran all the way for nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Gardermoen really late though.. and when we had our luggage, we went to catch a train, but the trains had stopped running.. and there were no buses!!&lt;br /&gt;Cat called her dad, and he came to pick us up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home really late.. and I was supposed to have a test today, but it&apos;s kinda hard to do that when you wake up at 3:30 and the test started at 2..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..&amp;nbsp;I will just have to take it later.&amp;nbsp; ^__^Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW.. I should get something to eat.. I can&apos;t call it breakfast, since it&apos;s past 5 in the evening.. xD&lt;br /&gt;but it will be..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <title>I LOL&apos;d!</title>
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  <description>Ok, this is so not funny for those of you who are not in on this joke, but my &lt;i&gt;GOD&lt;/i&gt; I&apos;ve been giggling like a maniac for the past ten minutes now.&lt;br /&gt;*points to fancy new userpic*&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Karyu is teh sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is also the cause of this joke.&lt;br /&gt;which will be obvious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Pa-OORN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(I&apos;m lame, aren&apos;t I? But you have to admit, it was kinda funny... xD)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2007 14:50:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>D&apos;espairsRay live 01.07.07</title>
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  <description>Gaah.. I should have written about this earlier, but OH WELL. Not much to do about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMkay.. &lt;br /&gt;So, after sleeping an overall of 4,5 hours the night before, we took the bus from Oslo early in the morning.. I don&apos;t remember what time it was, but on a regular day I would have slept at that time, I&apos;m sure of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 hours on a bus = BORING!&lt;br /&gt;It consisted mainly of sleeping, talking bullshit, and eating. Oh, and don&apos;t forget the small discussion on who it was who had to go and check if the toilet was available.. Oh yes, we are such brave girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the place where the show was gonna be, we saw that our fear had come true. The one person we wanted to beat to it, had arrived already. Bummer!&lt;br /&gt;Banana! Yes, banana.. It&apos;s one filthy piece of food.. xD&lt;br /&gt;I complained about not being able to &quot;get it up&quot;, meaning, I&apos;m unable to peel them.. And then there was this wonderful comment &quot;You have to SWALLOW!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s just say that banana was one very tricky treat to swallow - in fact I couldn&apos;t. I laughed so hard, I had to spit it out. Luckily for me, there was this dude who saw it, and apparently puking banana makes you &quot;one hell of a woman..&quot; (Oh, vilken DAM!)&lt;br /&gt;Bananas will never be the same again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about going to a party that D&apos;espa was at, but decided against it - because chances were slim we would even get to see that much of them. (Turned out later that they had been very easy to see, and very drunk xD Oh well.. next time, my darlings.. next time..). We figured it would be better to get a &apos;good nights worth of sleep&apos;. And sleeping on a step not even wide enough to fit you does NOT provide a proper nights worth of sleep. And neither does a bunch of overly talkative and noisy sweds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anysmell!&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we managed to find this little shop that had a toilet - and breakfast. MY breakfast made me a little nauseous - and combined with a horrible ground during sleepy time, and the fact that I was so freaking excited about seeing Sex on Legs again, I got sick! I puked! I felt so great! -_-&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I brushed my teeth so that at least I wouldn&apos;t smell like puke - but toothpaste did not do its job. Thank god for dental chewing gum. I mean - we were going to a signing. Can&apos;t stand in front of your idols and smell like stomach acid, now can you? No you can&apos;t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one very long que outside the shop in which the D&apos;espairsRay laddies were sitting, writing their names and shaking hands with strangers. For some reason, people always asked US (as in the small little posse of Norwegian biatches..) what was going on. It never failed!&lt;br /&gt;As we were getting pretty close to the shop, I peeked inside a window to see if I could spot them. I then realized we were standing right beside them. And so did Tsukasa!&lt;br /&gt;He leaned back, looked at us, waved his royalty wave, and then -slowly- returned to signing stuff. Karyu also sat back to see what was going on, but his wave was sloppy - almost like you do when you&apos;re trying to get rid of a fly on a hot summers day xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! we got inside, had to buy some stuff, since I forgot my copy or Mirror at home (so now I have two, nya~!). I was struggling with the cover when I turned around, and stood in front of Hizumi, who looked up at me with big eyes. And now I was starting to shake. I thanked him, and held out my hand, and he shook it (after a little pause, cus he seemed a bit dumbstruck..), Zero signed, smiled and grabbed my hand (firm hand shake, I tell you..). And then there was Tsukasa. The man showed no signs of having been wasted the night before. He was smiling, and I like to believe that he recognized me from the time we saw them in Copenhagen (most unlikely - but I like the thought). He laughed and mumbled something - acting very formal when I handed him the booklet to sign, and then he took my hand, shaking it - and would not let go.. XD Then he mumbled something else, and I laughed. And he laughed. And I was shaking like an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;Last was Karyu, and unlike Tsukasa, it was very clear that he had been drinking a fair bit too much the night before. He was slouched in his seat, wearing big glasses, and mumbling &quot;doomo&quot; after he had signed my booklet, and shook my hand. Gee, what a cheery fellow.. xD (still love him though!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several more hours worth of waiting, they were starting to let people inside. I just missed a spot at the front row, but I was second, and I more or less kept the girl in front of me safe during the show. I have to admit I secretly wished for her to pass out so that I could take her spot - and she did show signs of loosing touch with reality sometimes.. But she didn&apos;t. u_u&lt;br /&gt;There was this little dude standing next to me, who did actually look like a miniature version of Tsukasa (which should tell you something, since Tsukasa himself is no large man..). And I swear to the Rubber Ducky of Might that I could have killed him. He was biting my arm! And his friend tried to pull me away. Thankfully I had hooked my arms with both Inger and Julie, as well as holding onto the barrier. I would not budge. In the end they gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give a thumbs up to the guards there, cus they were excellent! The band hadn&apos;t even stepped on the stage before the guards was handing out water. Or poured it into your mouth would be a better way of describing it - and correct as well.. since they had bottles. I owe them a huge thank you, since I was close to fainting due to the heat in the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show itself was brilliant! I was pleasantly surprised to see Hizumi moving around on the stage! Karyu and Zero were teases as always - and you know when they look at you - which is soo cool!&lt;br /&gt;I beckoned towards Karyu, and he looked straight at me - and did it back..! I was all O__O *dies*&lt;br /&gt;He was spitting out picks this time as well.. but I didn&apos;t catch any. He had one in his hand, and reached out, and just as I was &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; close enough, someone snapped it out of his grip. I could have killed that person - had it not been for the fact that it was Julie!&lt;br /&gt;After the show, she turned around, and I knew right away that she had a pick in her mouth (no, it is not disgusting - it&apos;s the safest place, unless you count the chances of choking on it..). I was really happy for her, but then she leaned in and asked if I wanted one.. I was all &quot;eh?&quot; and then she stuck a pick into my hand, and I hugged her, and cried.. and cried some more. She said it was because I was &quot;such an amazing fan!&quot; and it was actually really touching! Cus yes I am devoted to that band! They are my heroes! I was shaking so bad after the show. Both the crying and the fighting I had done during the show was wearing me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought our merchandise, and stepped outside. He went to the train station to get our stuff (which we had stashed away in one of those safety deposit boxes), and returned to the &quot;scene of crime&quot;. The band was standing outside, smoking - but this time we couldn&apos;t talk to them - and they did not want to come close to us. I got a very good glimpse of Karyu (I had climbed up on a fence to get a better look). He had his hair back in that very very sexy way, tight pants and top, sunglasses, boots and his awesomeness! And just as I thought he couldn&apos;t get any more sexy - he makes a very OMG-licious dance move &lt;i&gt;Nasty dance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I almost fell down from my spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were joking about Zero being too fat to fit into the car, and that he needed a car of his own. And we laughed so hard when it was the case. Hizumi, Karyu and Tsukasa squeezed into one car, Zero followed at first - but then he walked to another car and got in.. He had his own car! &lt;br /&gt;They didn&apos;t stop once outside the fence, but they did honk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (or at least I) was coming down from my high as we settled in out sleeping bags outside the concert hall - one more day under the open sky!&lt;br /&gt;When we woke up the next day, it was raining! Great, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran into two other girls at the bus station - and one of them looked like she was on some seriously heavy drugs, but apparently she was just tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride home was a bit more comfortable. We had a seat each, and we were sprawled out in them. Surprisingly enough, we didn&apos;t sleep that much! We only joked and talked and drove everyone else crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how cool it was to be on a live to see a great band live, nothing beats a proper night of sleep in a soft bed. I just wished I didn&apos;t have to get up early to go to work the next day. I was sore all over - black and blue.. But it was SO worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s no doubt in my mind that I&apos;m doing this again! It&apos;s life!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 00:43:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aaah you havingu faan time??</title>
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  <description>Yes, I had a fucking great time, thank you very much!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this weekend.. has been &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(I apologize for the amount of typos that will occur in this text - I&apos;m god damned tired...!)&lt;/small&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was so god damned stressed! I was sure I had forgotten all the very important stuff - like.. oh I dunno.. TICKETS! But I didn&apos;t (the only thing I DID forget, was to turn off the TV before I left home - but I can&apos;t do everything now, can I?. I got on the train to Oslo, being all calm (thank you mr.Anti-motion-sickness-pill), and got to Strømmen, where Julie and Inger were waiting. We watched some &lt;i&gt;Nobuta wo Produce&lt;/i&gt; and giggled and got stressed out because of the forecast of the weather for Cologne, cus it was raining like shit in Norway! But we got to Gardermoen without too many nearly-drowned accidents (that&apos;s not a word.. I know...), and meet up with Jaqueline. Check in. Eat. Board plane! Get to Düssedorf airport. And guess what? It was fucking pouring down! So we decided to spend the night at the airport and not go to Cologne to sit in the que. So we ended up sleeping under some escalator! Not very comfy, but it worked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OMG!! &lt;br /&gt;We woke up pretty early to get out of the airport and to Cologne, in order to get to the stadium thingy. It turned out to become more of a hassle than we had expected, and had a fight with a god damned ticket machine! so, we didn&apos;t get out tickets in time for the train, so we missed it!! We had to wait for about an hour or so (wasn&apos;t it?). &lt;br /&gt;But when we finally did get on the train, we were half asleep, but still tried to figure out what station to get off at (or Julie did..). We got to the Hauptbahnhof (train station for those of us who doesn&apos;t speak Banana..), and found some friendly J-rock fans who helped us get tickets and told us what platform to get on (since there was NO information to find ANYWHERE!! We tried! The failed!) &lt;br /&gt;When we got to the Stadium thingy, the que wasn&apos;t as bad as I had expected. A bunch of German people (of course), and the fucking Swedish girl we met during D&apos;espairsRay in November. (GAAAH I HATE YOU...PERSON!!!). But it wasn&apos;t half that bad. &lt;br /&gt;Met Laura and her friends, after calling her time and time again asking her questions, and they were nice enough to let us leave our stuff at their hotel room. Thank you for that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours of waiting passed, and then the remaining and god damned horrible 30 minutes that just takes forever - and then we were inside.. almost. We had to wait a little bit longer, in order for the people to finally let us into the main hall. There was a signing with the band (or so they said.. apparently they had to shorten it), but we didn&apos;t care.. We just wanted to get up front - which we did! &lt;br /&gt;I was standing right at the front! I had &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; best spot! For about.. 20 minutes before a fucking bitch came along and just HAD to squeeze her way up to the barriers, where there was no room for anyone else.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guitar Wolf:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It didn&apos;t really occur to me how insanely cool this was going to be before Guitar Wolf stepped up on the stage! They. Were. INSANE! &lt;br /&gt;Bass Wolf was god damned sexy, and he knew it! And he got the attention Guitar Wolf wanted (for those of you who don&apos;t know, the members of the &lt;i&gt;band&lt;/i&gt; &quot;Guitar Wolf&quot;, goes by the names of Bass wolf, Guitar wolf and Drum wolf.)&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_cherrytetsu&apos; lj:user=&apos;cherrytetsu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cherrytetsu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cherrytetsu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;cherrytetsu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said that the combo Guitar wolf and Ancafe is like Candyfloss and Beer. And it was. Guitar wolf was fueled up on beer! Guitar wold himself was so fucking wasted! And when he noticed that he didn&apos;t get all the attention he wanted, he went nuts! &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever seen a band managing to ruin so many things withing such a short amount of time before! Mics, bass, themselves.. Throwing bottles at people, spitting at the stage and crowd (yes, eww!), and just doing complete random stuff!! It was teh great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bis:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hadn&apos;t heard anything of this band before this, but it didn&apos;t stop me from loving every second of their show! Maru (vocals).. is.. nice.. &lt;br /&gt;They played their songs, and stripped out of their shirts..! And then Mary jumped off the stage, and climbed up on the small platform on the other side of the barriers! So one got to touch his sweaty and nicely worked out stomach! It was brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;By now, I had been moved along the barrier, and I had two small midgets on either side of me that was causing me a lot of pain! So when I suddenly realized I couldn&apos;t feel my legs, I panicked! I didn&apos;t want to, but lack of air and water made me panic. I was hyperventilating and the tears were streaming down my face - and the midgets, whom to this part had been complete bitches, suddenly pretended to care. Before I knew it, I had one huge Security guy in front of me, and pulled me over the fence! He tried to put me down, but my legs gave in, and he just picked me back up and carried me away. I cried so hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girugamesh&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After some minutes with some paramedics, who practically had to keep me in the bed, because I wanted to get back out there, I was allowed to leave the &quot;Emergency room&quot;. Now I was standing at the very back, and I didn&apos;t see that much (I had this one HUGE guy in front of me, and all though he stood completely still, he always got in the way!) &lt;br /&gt;I had waited sooo long to see Girugamesh, and since I had to stand in the back, and I was disappointed about it, I cried through half their show! But it was still fucking great! I love them! Vocalist (whose name I have currently forgotten..) was seriously great! I mean.. not everyone knows how to sing live -but he did! He was blinking a lot. I think his contacts (or &lt;i&gt;scales&lt;/i&gt; as they will be called from now on..), and his hair was bothering him - but the ticks kinda made him cute! He had the pout, so it was ok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AnCafe&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After Girugamesh was done, almost half the crowd left(!), and I suddenly found myself standing very much up front again (not first row - but not far away). And suddenly it got so god damned warm! Had I been made of butter I would have melted! &lt;br /&gt;Then Teruki and Yuuki stepped on the stage, and I suddenly realized this was just getting soo much better. Then Takia and Kanon came on, and then finally Miku! &lt;br /&gt;Seriously! AnCafe is like the human form of &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt;. They were so unreal! I still can&apos;t believe I&apos;ve been this close to them! From the first &quot;Nyappy----!&quot; the crowd was high! Miku talked a lot! His English was cute. The guy was just one huge smile! He asked us if we were &quot;havingu fAAn time?&quot; three times or something. &lt;br /&gt;Yuuki and Takia were so freaking nervous! And it didn&apos;t take long before they screwed up! Takia lost the beat on the guitar, but managed to get back on track. Yuuki on the other hand - his problem wasn&apos;t that easily ignored, and it wasn&apos;t his fault, but one of the keyboards fell to the floor! Miku and Teruki just talked away to calm them down. Teruki joking about it, and Miku said; &quot;You want to see special magic?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;And yes, we did! &lt;br /&gt;&quot;My head... will go through.........my....UNDAHWEAH!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;So the roadie ran out on the stage with one huge red boxer (and yes, I do believe Miku needs big boxers -cus he had a BULGE! and his pants weren&apos;t all that tight! But it was hard to miss it..MIKU-BULGE!), and after walking around with it, showing it off to everyone, he pulled it over his head, and then moved the fabric all the way down to his legs. Kanon were just standing on the side laughing and shaking his head. &lt;br /&gt;Kanon screwed up too - and in some way, I think it was good that he did. He bumped into his mic and got kinda stuck at trying NOT to make it fall to the floor, but he just laughed. His mistake was the biggest one, and he just shrugged it off - I think that did Yuuki and Takia some good! &lt;br /&gt;Takia was cute, btw. He looked like a school boy, and he looked so touched when people cheered him on! He&apos;s filling in Bou&apos;s shoes! He needs a chance. And he was good. They all were.. The show was brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;I think the guards found it rather amusing that people that had just been headbanging like maniacs to Girugamesh only a few minutes earlier were dancing and yelling &quot;Nyappy!&quot; as if we were children! But it was fun! &lt;br /&gt;Loved it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sank you fo-ah.. Encoreee..!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, we yelled them back on stage! &lt;br /&gt;After dancing like maniacs to all their songs, and singing along (seriously - EVERYONE sang, and Miku just glowed! He was touched, and it hyped him..!) with all their songs, we called &quot;encore&quot; and they did. &lt;br /&gt;They played their new song, which sounded pretty much the same as &lt;i&gt;&quot;Smile Ichiban Ii Onna&quot;&lt;/i&gt;, and then Maple Gunman for the second time. &lt;br /&gt;Then they waved their good-byes, and gave Yuuki and Takia a well deserved pat on the back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn&apos;t get to buy any merchandise, because by the time we went over there, most of the things we wanted was sold out - but it&apos;s ok. &lt;br /&gt;We walked back to Laura&apos;s hotel to get out stuff - and then walked to McDonald&apos;s to eat. (I don&apos;t know HOW many times we ate at McDonald&apos;s, but I will not do it again for a very very very long time!) and then took the train to the Hauptbahnhof again, were we spent the night! &lt;br /&gt;That was the second night on hard tiles, with all the important stuff at the bottom of the sleeping bag! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We got to the Hostel we were staying at at 9 o&apos;clock in the morning, but couldn&apos;t get a room before 3 o&apos;clock, so we walked around to find some food (McDonald’s again..), and then ended up at Starbucks because the chairs there was really comfy! &lt;br /&gt;We sat there for hours, just talking, laughing and having a nice time - saying &quot;Pa-oon!&quot; every time we saw a picture of an elephant on the S-bahns that drove by. &lt;br /&gt;We went to eat with some mildly dense people, whom I had trouble not to throw things at(I had very good reasons.. I&apos;m not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; mean!), before we walked home to sleep. Or try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie was having a really bad cough most of the trip - and it kinda kept me awake for a very long time (I know you couldn&apos;t help it..), and once she had fallen asleep, I was scared of waking her up with all the stirring I did. I couldn&apos;t sleep!!! &lt;br /&gt;First night in several days in a bed, and I can&apos;t sleep. I was so frustrated I could have killed the bird singing in the tree not far away from our bedroom. But in the end, I slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MONDAY&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast, checked out of the hostel, and went shopping! (We left our bags at the hostel, since we had so many hours to spend.) &lt;br /&gt;We walked from the hostel to the Hauptbahnhof - and that is quite some distance! And considering that our feet were killing us, it was actually amazing that me managed! Shopping done, bags picked up, and more Starbucks coffee drunk, we headed to the Hauptbahnhof -again- to catch the train to the airport. &lt;br /&gt;It didn&apos;t take that long from we checked in, till we were seated in the plane, and soaring up in the air! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit; as fun as it has been this weekend, I can&apos;t say I didn&apos;t approve of coming home! Taking a proper shower has not felt so good in ages! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sure I&apos;ve left out shit loads, and it might even be impossible to read, but that&apos;s what I can think of right now.. and I&apos;m sorry - I don&apos;t care about typos today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip consisted of a few often repeated phrases as well..: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Same story - different versions, and &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; are true!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Pa-OON!&quot; ..there were a lot of elephants in Germany! &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aah joo havinguh faaan?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Gaaaaa-CHA!!!&quot; *pokes nose* &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ne?&quot; In the very cute way that can&apos;t be explained.. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Scale...&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;[Name]..you need to sleep!!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 22:01:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>B-DAY YAY! *gives present to self*</title>
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  <description>[Date: June 18, 07]&lt;br /&gt;[TIME: 23:48]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. so this is it.. the last minutes! Neat!&lt;br /&gt;So, what has this year done for me? Lots of things. Met new cool people. You are teh awesome! The ones I can see on a day to day basis, but also the ones who live all over the world. Every corner of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m learning Japanese. Or.. I try.. We all know how that went. But you know what they say; new year - new opportunities. Or so I like to think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to my first J-rock concert EVER! And it will not be the last.. [4 days to event I, and 14 days to event II] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my style. Greeted with mixed signals. Friends seems to be ok with it (if not, you&apos;re pussies for not telling me, biatches...), family are more skeptical. But who cares about that, eh? My brother can hate me as much as he want for it, I will not go back to &quot;normal&quot; just because it fits into his picture on how things work.. I&apos;m not you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate new food! New stuff is always nice. Sushi, pocky, squid (I still don&apos;t understand how you could like that, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_sketchu&apos; lj:user=&apos;sketchu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sketchu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sketchu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sketchu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it tasted like.. ew.. *shudders*), and lots of other things.. not all of it as yummy as it should be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..ok..&lt;br /&gt;This is kinda &quot;scary&quot;.. 4 minutes to go.. and I&apos;m listening to &quot;Closer to Ideal&quot; by D&apos;espairsRay. Ideal? 20? No, no, no.. Just a number.. and it looks cooler. But that&apos;s about it.. I stopped worrying. I can&apos;t change it anyway. It happens all by itself. I don&apos;t have to do anything, really. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Look.. it&apos;s one of them Wonka whales...&quot; or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Date: June 19]&lt;br /&gt;[TIME: 00:00]&lt;br /&gt;So the first thing I do of the new year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clicks send*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 22:37:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;The fall of mankind.&quot;</title>
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  <description>Oh yes, I heard the phrase uttered today, and it made me smile and giggle all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had about two hours before I had to go to work, so I strolled down to NeoTokyo to go see if they had the mags I wanted, and they did and I &quot;yaay&quot;ed a lot and it was all good. I talked to Kenneth (the shop keeper for those of you who don&apos;t know.) for a while, and while we were talking a woman walks by the store, and suddenly turns and walks back in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NeoTokoy sells figurines! Lightly dressed anime figures in &quot;cute&quot; poses. For most of us, that kind of things doesn&apos;t bother us, but this woman, let&apos;s call her ...the woman.. today did very much mind. At first she started to nag at a guy who was just sitting there, minding his own business, looking through some mags, telling him &quot;Is this a joke? This must be a clear sign of the downfall of us all..&quot; and then she found out the guy didn&apos;t work there, and so she was clever enough to figure out the guy behind the &lt;i&gt;counter&lt;/i&gt; might be the one in charge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started off in Norwegian, but Kenneth asked her if she could take it in English..&lt;br /&gt;woman: May I ask you a question?&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: sure..&lt;br /&gt;W: Why do you have those figures..?&lt;br /&gt;K: They&apos;re actually figures from different popular series and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;W: ..That must be some sick series..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I had to butt in, cus she was annoying.&lt;br /&gt;C: What&apos;s the big deal? They&apos;re just figures!&lt;br /&gt;W: So you think this is cool?&lt;br /&gt;C:..N*is not allowed to continue*&lt;br /&gt;W: You are aware that they are half naked?!&lt;br /&gt;C: Yes, I have eyes! But seriously, they&apos;re just figurines! It&apos;s not such a big deal. It&apos;s not that uncommon..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to whatever Umpalumpa that listened at that time, the woman could have slapped me right there. The glare she gave me.. Oh it almost -ALMOST - gave me the chills.. Seriously, I was about to ask her if she was PMS, but figured it would be a bad time to die right before concerts and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she had one hell of a monologue that ended like this;&lt;br /&gt;*is pointing finger towards Kenneth*&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know all about guys like you! I dated one some while ago. I know aaaall about you! You. Are. Sick. That&apos;s right. You&apos;re sick. Sick in the head!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Then she turned on her heel and stormed out, giving us a feeeew more glares before she was gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we said was this:&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...Look who&apos;s talking..&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: I&apos;ve been WAITING for someone like that to come in here..&lt;br /&gt;Dude:...The fall of Mankind? ..Did she just say &quot;I used to go out with a guy just like you..&quot;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. we laughed.. it was just soo.. wow. We laughed and joked about it for a while, and we talked about Kenneth uploading it on YouTube, cus oh yeah.. he has it on tape! Hidden camera ftw!&lt;br /&gt;And his is pretty awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.. seriously.. made my day!&lt;br /&gt;One very angry pms feminist glaring at me for not playing on her team..&lt;br /&gt;Hello, woman, if you had checked my bag I could have shown you what the hell &lt;i&gt;I&apos;m&lt;/i&gt; looking at.. I don&apos;t care about figurines. I don&apos;t get offended. Congratulations on your first culture clash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention concerts? Oh yes I did, cus. YAY! I got my ticket for the festival in Köln the other day. It&apos;s pinned on my whiteboard (yeah, I have one in my room n_n), and it has Ancafe, bis and Girugamesh written all over it.. and I&apos;m bouncing like an idiot!&lt;br /&gt;WE&apos;RE SEEING ANCAFE, BIS AND GIRUGAMESH biatches! (you -do- remember that, right? Neeeeee, Julie? &lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Yes.. I had to..&lt;/font&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and yes. I have new shoes - again!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted them! I bought them! I love them!&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who are thinking &quot;God damned, woman.. How many shoes do you have?&quot; I can tell you that I have no fucking clue, but I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; throw out a pair yesterday.. xD (yes, one.. I haven&apos;t gotten to the point of throwing out the rest..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.. I ..have.. allergy pills that say &quot;Oh yeah, you might be allergic to us..&quot; That is one good quality for some drugs. &quot;Yes, we are going to take away the troubles for a short while, giving you a few hours where you can actually breathe through the nose.. IF you are not allergic to us.&quot; Yes. Medications. We all love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that will be all for today...&lt;br /&gt;Look! I can make non-emo posts ;D&lt;br /&gt;*pats own shoulder*</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 19:48:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*wipes dust of self*</title>
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  <description>No no, people.. I am not dead. Sorry to disappoint you. I&apos;m still kicking and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Ok.. So.. it&apos;s been almost four months since I wrote something last. My, aren&apos;t I a busy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is; the past months have been shit! &lt;br /&gt;Turns out I got more bummed out because of me failing my exams than I thought. &lt;br /&gt;It dragged me further down in the mud than I was ready for. And it has sort of made me not give a flying fuck about what happens next. I actually scared myself when I was thinking of just giving up. Not on life - cus I still have ways of messing that up, so.. no not yet.&lt;br /&gt;But on education! I&apos;m not motivated at all to go to school sometimes. And then I have work. And I don&apos;t want to be there either. I just want to.. I dunno.. go back to the way things were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had fun with some of my friends though. The times I&apos;ve hung out with &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_dollporn&apos; lj:user=&apos;dollporn&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dollporn.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dollporn.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;dollporn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_pjusk&apos; lj:user=&apos;pjusk&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pjusk.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pjusk.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pjusk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of the gang has been really nice. Thank you guys for that! I really appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as some of you might have noticed, I&apos;ve been sort of weird on MSN as well. &lt;br /&gt;I really can&apos;t explain why. But suddenly it all seems so.. meh.. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not trying to ignore you all.. or make you believe I don&apos;t care. Cus I do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. How&apos;s that for a reminder that I am still alive. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_sykem&apos; lj:user=&apos;sykem&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sykem.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sykem.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sykem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;You know what? I get sort of ó_ò over your surgery too. I know it&apos;s not a really big thing.. but still! I&apos;m sure it&apos;ll be ok, and you&apos;ll most likely get waaay much better afterwards, but.. it&apos;s just something about &quot;surgery&quot; that creeps me out. &lt;br /&gt;A letter coming your way, deary.. Hope you like it n__n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_sketchu&apos; lj:user=&apos;sketchu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sketchu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sketchu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sketchu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still owe me that x-mas present, schukooms..&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know that I&apos;m the one who will have to drag my ass over to your place to get it.. but I can&apos;t do that when don&apos;t know if you&apos;ll be there or not.&lt;br /&gt;Movies+food+waaaay too much coke(no, not the drugs, nya)+gift+randomness= \o/&lt;br /&gt;...right?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 22:36:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well, fuck this..</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m in bit of a weird mood these days. I go from being really happy and energetic to reach my all time lows, and just sit and stare into nothing.. It&apos;s fucking frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out I failed BOTH my exams, though. Kudos @ me -_-&lt;br /&gt;How is that possible?? (..and NO words about be should have read more.. I tried, ok?)&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel a bit better that so many people gets sad about it though. I thought it was ok at first, since I didn&apos;t expect to pass any of them anyways, but when people go all &quot;What am I to do without you then? The class is gonna be a bore..&quot; I get somewhat teary. I just realized I&apos;m going to miss out on a lot with way too many nice and cool people. Makes me all.. I dunno.. sad. I want to go to Japan with all of you guys.. but I can&apos;t unless some of you fail next semester, but I don&apos;t want that for any of you.. &lt;br /&gt;It sucks that everything is based on one fucking test. I managed to hold on for so long, really trying my best at the end.. but no.. just because my SHITTY day ruins my exam. but hey.. maybe I&apos;m able to get to know all the things I was supposed to know then. &lt;br /&gt;But to let all of you know.. I had fun with all of you this year, so THANK YOU so much for all the laughs. I&apos;m going to stay in touch with you though. And be all crying when you all leave me behind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Fuck.. here comes the mood swings again.. (MAKE IT STOP!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been having fun making x-mas gifts for my friend this year.. unfortunately some of them are kinda messed up.. (sorry Sketch, the logo turned out crap after the t-shirt ate the colour I painted on it.. you WILL get it.. but it might take longer than expected.. I&apos;ll give you something else for now..), but at least I tried, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, about the mood swings messing me up.. &lt;br /&gt;Today, I met so many nice people.. it&apos;s always nice to meet up with Anette, but there was something she said that made me a bit sad. I know it is stupid, because she&apos;s right.. &lt;br /&gt;But she was talking about how she didn&apos;t know things because she wasn&apos;t the same kind of fan that I am. And sure, it&apos;s true. I don&apos;t blame her. It was just something about the way she said it. Made me feel like I was stepped on.&lt;br /&gt;(I know I didn&apos;t say anything at the moment. But i guess it&apos;s because I know I shouldn&apos;t be all whining about something like this, since it&apos;s stupid, and I KNOW I&apos;m a messed up fangirl.. Don&apos;t worry about it, it&apos;s just me being weird..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Thommas again. That was so much fun. He bought me a coke, since he has wanted to see me get all spazzy for ages, and I was rather energetic when I stumble across him in Oslo (haha.. funny face when I ran him down, jumping on him and hugging him..)&lt;br /&gt;BUT we spent so much time walking around doing nothing I got the cola a bit too late, so the spazzing fit didn&apos;t strike before AFTER he had left.. (yes.. again..)&lt;br /&gt;And then I met all the other people, and I was being all weird around them, saying things that was sooo wrong in so many ways..&lt;br /&gt;But I guess they don&apos;t think that much about it, since they all know me by now.. I am a weirdo.. Live with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..wow.. since when did I get all talkative on LJ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To make things short:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m moody these days.. I don&apos;t need more shit happening, or people nagging at me.&lt;br /&gt;Moody means aggressive, and aggressive means.. uhm.. aggressive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive spazzing at the middle of the night is not good. I get them a lot lately. &lt;br /&gt;Someone got to do something about my head before I go all.. blaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Merry, fucking overrated Christmas everyone.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like the gifts.. n_n</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 09:07:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>\o/</title>
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  <description>Happy birthday, dollporn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recon you got the best gift EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all about it as you cry on my shoulder next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pa-OON!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2006 22:13:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I&apos;ve been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In September I saved a busload of nuns in Angola &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(326 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In June I donated bone marrow to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_ivayim_a&apos; lj:user=&apos;ivayim_a&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ivayim_a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a life-saving procedure &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(300 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Monday I put money in &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_akira5400&apos; lj:user=&apos;akira5400&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://akira5400.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://akira5400.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;akira5400&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s expired parking meter &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(14 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Thursday I helped &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_galku&apos; lj:user=&apos;galku&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://galku.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://galku.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;galku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hide a body &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-173 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last week I pushed &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_dollporn&apos; lj:user=&apos;dollporn&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dollporn.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dollporn.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;dollporn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the mud &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-17 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I&apos;ve been &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(450 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a red Radio-Flyer wagon&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;ciliee&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/&quot;&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;uname&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Write Santa!&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeg har vært både slem OG snill xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I&apos;ve been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In June I gave change to a homeless guy &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(19 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Thursday I ruled Asscrackistan as a cruel and heartless dictator &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-700 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Sunday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_linedanser&apos; lj:user=&apos;linedanser&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://linedanser.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://linedanser.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;linedanser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-5000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In February I invaded Iraq, broke it, and couldn&apos;t glue it back together before Mom got home &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-1012 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last week on a flight to Vancouver, I stole the emergency flight information card &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-40 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I&apos;ve been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-6733 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a lump of coal&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;ciliee&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/&quot;&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;uname&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Write Santa!&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..du verden så mange poeng man mister på folkemord o_o</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2006 20:54:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>nya~~!</title>
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  <description>This weekend has been &lt;i&gt;amazing!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in Copenhagen with &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_dollporn&apos; lj:user=&apos;dollporn&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dollporn.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dollporn.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;dollporn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_ivayim_a&apos; lj:user=&apos;ivayim_a&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ivayim_a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; amongst others to see D&apos;espairsRay live. It was god damned BRILLIANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we took the bus from Oslo, where we encountered a drunk guy telling us to be all nice and friendly with the boys, and he was all weird, and I was sure he&apos;d fall over me anytime. But anyways, we arrived in Copenhagen around 7 o&apos;clock in the morning, and went straight to the place where the concert was to take place. And thus, we waited for around 13 hours in the cold rain and wind. (not constant rain, but still). When we got in, we managed to get up front, having only the barrier, and around 1 meter space between us and the stage. The roadies ran around checking instruments and stuff, and all of a sudden, D&apos;espairsRay entered the stage. And so it began!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was fucking amazing, standing right in front of Karyu, and him walking to the edge of the stage sooo many times. Since my arms were a bit longer than everyone else, I figured it would be neat to be able to touch him. So I did - several times! First of only his shoe, and then he was getting closer and closer, and so I managed to touch his hands and the strings on his guitar! &lt;br /&gt;He and Zero switched places sometimes, and Zero was being all teasing, leaving just as my fingers were to reach his boots, and he wanted us to jump up and down more. Karyu came back, and he &lt;i&gt;sat down right in front of us, his legs crossed&lt;/i&gt;. Long arms = GREAT!. &lt;br /&gt;First I grabbed the leg on his pants, but then I realized &quot;why touch the leg furthest away?&quot;, and so I  reached out and stroke his leg - being the only one, since no one else got close enough! \o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More singing, and screaming, head banging and almost dying due to massive pressure on my back, and the band started to round it all up, throwing things at the audience. Karyu spat out his plectrum, but it fell to the floor, but the guard gave it to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_ivayim_a&apos; lj:user=&apos;ivayim_a&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ivayim_a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but after the encore, he spat out a new one, and I got it!! I&apos;ve never clenched my fist so hard before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several minutes of the band grabbing everyones hands, Zero spitting water at us, and into our mouths, we had to go out. After buying our share of fangirl-equipment, we decided to go stand by their bus for when they came out. First it was only Hisumi, and we had to wait really long before the others came out. When they did, Karyu took pictures of everyone standing there, including us ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were standing across the street, when we heard alot of screaming, and people taking pictures towards the bus. dollporn, ivayim_a, some other girls whose nick I don&apos;t know, and I walked over there, and the crowd ran to the other side of the car where Hisumi and Karyu was sitting, leaving Tsukasa and Zero behind. We tried to get their attention by waving at them, but they didn&apos;t seem to care, so I was joking around about dancing for them, but when I did, Zero looked, and poked Tsukasa, and they both got their cameras, filming and taking pictures of us! They started to do cat like movements to the window, so I figured I was to return the favor. So I did, and they started to laugh, and took more pictures. But then we had to go, and we waved at them, and they waved back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to get something to eat, but when we got back, Karyu, Zero and Tsukasa was standing outside the bus. I walked over to Karyu to ask if he could sign my plectrum, and he turned around to look at me and said &quot;ah. neko-chan!&quot; and came up to us. He didn&apos;t even see - so I guess the others had shown him the pictures of us and me being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn&apos;t have a pen to have my plectrum signed, so I just had him sign my ticket, but I ran into a guy who had a decent pen, and had Karyu sign my plectrum. He drew a plectrum at my plectrum and a katakana &lt;i&gt;ka&lt;/i&gt; on it. He started to giggle a bit when he was done, since I probably made a little happy whine to thank him. I took a bow, said &quot;arigatou&quot; and then he was attacked by some other fans, giving him hugs he didn&apos;t seem to enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dollporn, ivayim_a and I walked over to where Zero was (Tsukasa had already gotten back inside the bus), but just before we could get to him, he left to enter the bus. I was like &lt;i&gt;nooo!&lt;/i&gt; inside, and I said &quot;nya~~!&quot; instead. Somehow Zero managed to hear it, and turned around to see that it was us. He waved a little, before he saw us sticking out our tickets for him to sign, and so he came over to us, finding a pen (since we didn&apos;t have one, &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; looked for one.) He signed, he smiled, he was almost attacked by a fan as well, so he left and walked inside the bus, waving at us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into one of the fangirls we had been slightly talking to during all the hours of waiting, and she was soo proud of someone signing her sleeve. &lt;br /&gt;I smiled, nodded and thought to myself that &lt;i&gt;I do believe a signed plectrum and ticket, an being called Neko-chan by Karyu beats your sleeve.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all really happy as we walked back to the so-called hotel we were staying at, talking about how we had actually won at being fangirls. After all they had talked to &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;. Asking us where we came from, and stuff, turning at our &quot;nya~&quot;s, and not making them uncomfortable by hugging them, since they didn&apos;t really seem to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire body is aching, though. My left knee is completely covered in one big bruise, and my stomach, just under the bust, is killing me. It hurts to touch it, and it hurts to laugh.. but it was by all means worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..after all.. I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; their Neko-chan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nya~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I wonder what the pictures looks like, though. The ones they took of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_ivayim_a&apos; lj:user=&apos;ivayim_a&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ivayim-a.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ivayim_a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took a lot of pictures of &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt;, so go check if she&apos;s uploaded them n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep good tonight - if my stomach doesn&apos;t hurt too much..!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Oct 2006 13:28:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>æsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsj...</title>
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  <description>æsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsjæsj&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note: æsj!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 19:37:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>\o/ YAY \o/</title>
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  <description>plush plush plush plush plush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hideplush today!! it&apos;s so freaking AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs plush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheheheheee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to show you what I feel about having my very own hideplush, let me quote MadTV:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Stuart, aren&apos;t you exited??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yes.. I just peed a little..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeeheheheheheheheeeee</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 15:28:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;M ALIVE!!..almost..</title>
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  <description>lately people&apos;ve been saying how tired and sleepy I look. &lt;br /&gt;nice! I wouldn&apos;t have realized myself :)&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just glad I don&apos;t look like I&apos;ve returned from my grave, since that is in fact what I feel like.&lt;br /&gt;TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t sleep enough. Can&apos;t sleep, actually. don&apos;t know why, but it takes me ages to fall asleep, and I wake up with just small noises. x_x&lt;br /&gt;no sleep makes me cranky!&lt;br /&gt;what also makes me slightly edgy, is lack of food. problem is; my stomach doesn&apos;t want any. NONE! I just get sick. no matter what I eat. I used to be able to eat candy, but now I can&apos;t even eat that before I can feel the fury of my insides. make it stop T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head&apos;s been a bit messed up lately as well. can&apos;t think straight. can&apos;t focus in class, and so my results are just getting more and more fucked up. shit. I have to pull myself together. &lt;br /&gt;lack of sleep   lack of food   stress   other things that makes my days a complete mess = ...well.. it&apos;s not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, I&apos;ve been having a slight nausea constantly for the last three weeks. should I be worried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&apos;NUFF with the whining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....eeeh.. gravity works..</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 22:56:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;6 things or habits about myself&quot;</title>
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  <description>..why were these ever made? and why is it so fun posting them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The player of this game starts with &quot;6 weird things or habits about yourself.&quot; People who get tagged will have to post a blog telling their 6 weird things or habits as well. Make sure to post this rule clearly! At the end of your 6 weird/things/habits, you need to choose 7 people that you would like to be tagged and write their names down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ach mein got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. there&apos;s two rooms in my house that gives me the creeps everytime I go OUT of them. I get this horrible &quot;OMGGETITOFFME!&quot;-feeling whenever I&apos;m going out of those two rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have trouble wearing the same pair of sock two days in a row IF they have been left on the floor. that I why when I take of my socks at night, I leave them on my chair. If one falls down on the floor, they are not wearable anymore o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don&apos;t like cameras! mirrors are okey, but cameras aren&apos;t. I don&apos;t know why but I just hate them. Pictures taken of me must be taken while i&apos;m not paying attention, or when I&apos;m really consentrated on not looking like at total retard (usually, the latter fails anyway..) and yet, I happen to have my camwhore days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When I was little, I used to sit inside my closet whenever I tried to come up with something to do, but also when I wanted to escape from everyone. I sat inside that closet quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I&apos;m unable to focus on one thing only! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have never cheated on a test! Ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag the following people:&lt;br /&gt;dollporn&lt;br /&gt;schizohybrid&lt;br /&gt;butterflyhickup&lt;br /&gt;sketchu&lt;br /&gt;linedanser&lt;br /&gt;galku&lt;br /&gt;yureto&lt;br /&gt;(sorry..) x_x</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 18:58:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>\o/</title>
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  <description>Gratulerer med dagen, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_sketchu&apos; lj:user=&apos;sketchu&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sketchu.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sketchu.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sketchu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lurer på hvor mange ganger jeg har sagt det i dag.. ^^</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 00:07:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-_-</title>
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  <description>1. Your Name and/or Middle Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How old do you feel?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Single or Taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favourite Song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite Band/Artist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Style of choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Dirty or Clean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Tattoos and/or Piercings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Favorite color(s):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do we know each other outside of livejournal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whats your philosophy on life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have any pets/favorite animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you generally do when you&apos;re bored and NOT on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite memory of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Where do you want to be in 5-10 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Where do you think I will be in 5-10 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you rather bite off a piece of a live person&apos;s flesh, or ride a giant maggot through New York City?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you prefer physical fights or verbal fights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like keeping secrets or telling them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Had any strange dreams/hallucinations lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What&apos;s your favorite kind of chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Can we get together and make a cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever thought bad of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have a song stuck in your head right now, or anything else on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Learn anything new and interesting lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Can you cook (and if so, what do you like to cook?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What was your first online persona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you think you&apos;re a good person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you find attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you think the best thing we could do together would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What sort of sounds can you hear right now, music or otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What makes you laugh no matter how many times it happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What does your favorite outfit look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you been sick this year or had any injuries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If were neighbors would we hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is a childhood memory of yours that you first thought of when you read this question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How many times have you moved in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you, or have you already done so?</description>
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