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  <updated>2009-10-30T13:42:48Z</updated>
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    <title>I'm back in the game.</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T13:42:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-30T13:42:48Z</updated>
    <category term="rant"/>
    <category term="random mood"/>
    <lj:music>My teacher is talking in the background.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Kinda, at least... I'm sitting in my classroom, and I'm feeling a lot better today. Well, I really shouldn't be doing this, but I kinda need to get rid of my pent&amp;nbsp;up stress. One of my friends is sick, and she just keeps drinking more alcohol, she says that it helps, but she drinks a lot, and I'm a little worried about her T_T.&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a lighter note, I, myself, am getting better. And my mood isn't really bad, just worried and a bit tired. I'm going to train today, and I'm kinda looking forward to it ^_&amp;nbsp;^ I have a lot if things that I need to do, but I'm not really good at getting them done -_-' I'm getting better though ^_^&lt;br /&gt;//DSP&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:desyvplager:2536</id>
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    <title>Tired -_-</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T06:02:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-09T06:02:34Z</updated>
    <category term="random rant"/>
    <lj:music>Queen "Don't stop me now"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm sooo tired, and mad at myself! my plan about loosing weight has come to stop.... for a long time so far -_-' sigh. I'm mad at my principle too, but that's not really his fault. It's just me needing vacation... okay, maybe some of it is his fault,&amp;nbsp;stupid bastard! Seriously, I&amp;nbsp;live in the school dorm, and we can't stay there in the long holidays, one of them&amp;nbsp;which is starting today,&amp;nbsp; now that's okay... actually it's good, I need a holiday. The thing I'm mad about is: We need to be out of our rooms ten minutes after I'm getting released from classes!!!! Can you believe it!?! to boot my last class is with a teacher who tends to keep longer! So yeah, some of it is the stupid bastards fault! &lt;br /&gt;Meh, whatever, I'm going home today, and I&amp;nbsp;have one week of holiday, I&amp;nbsp;just have to keep thinking of that ^_^ only.... 7 hours, then I'm out of here for a week XD&lt;br /&gt;//DSP</content>
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    <title>Hmm...</title>
    <published>2009-08-23T12:22:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-23T12:22:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My neighbours radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I wonder about my own sanity, it's not too bad though, nothing life threatening, for me, or for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in the dorms for two weeks now, and haven't had the time to update in here. Everything is so hectic, not much is about homework though. There's just a lot of new things, I&amp;nbsp;guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember my project? Well, I haven't really been doing good, I've kept my diet, but nothing more than that, I think, I need to get back on track. Oh well, asid from my project, everything's going as it should.&lt;br /&gt;I've got some friends in my dorm, I'm having fun, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//DSP</content>
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    <title>Fat loss! Day 3.</title>
    <published>2009-08-06T19:25:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-06T19:25:56Z</updated>
    <category term="fat loss day 3."/>
    <lj:music>Local Radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okay, it's the third day of my project, and nothing major have happened, in that line of happenings that is XD Something else &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;happen though. Hehe&amp;nbsp; got my new&amp;nbsp;sewing machine today, yay, I'm really looking forward, to getting to use it! I need to read the instructions first though DX Otherwise I won't have any idea of what to do. Okay so back on track:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ate:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;2 of those chicken thingies I mentioned yesterday, five mini brownies, 200 g of sausage, 5 wine grapes. And that's it, I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drank: &lt;/strong&gt;Water mostly, and lemon water,&amp;nbsp;one lemon blended with two spoons of sugar and one L of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Done: &lt;/strong&gt;I've been busy today! I've painted my parents windows for three hours, I've made dinner, baked mini brownies, baked buns, done the dishes, done my laundry. Plus doing ten squads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I actually think that I did better today than yesterday (I totally did XD) Still I need to put in a bit more effort, yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I've been&amp;nbsp;thinking about turning vegetarian, not because of shit like &amp;quot;I don't want to eat animals&amp;quot; or anything like that, but because I was thinking, it would be good for my creativity in the kitchen, you know trying to cook good food, without using meat. I think I'll keep eating fish and eggs though. Eeh, something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I'm moving to my new dorm this Sunday, only two days until the move... I really need to begin packing and cleaning up my old room -_-' Oh well, that's all for today, Over and Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//DSP&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fat loss! Day 2.</title>
    <published>2009-08-05T22:52:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-05T22:56:16Z</updated>
    <category term="fat loss day 2."/>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, it's day two of my project, or it was about an hour ago XD but whatever, how've I&amp;nbsp;done today? Lets see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eaten:&lt;/strong&gt; 5 peaches, a little bit of honey melon, lentils, homemade thinkies with chicken and vegetables baked into a thin dough, they're like the palm of my hand (I have pretty normal girl hands) I&amp;nbsp;ate three of them, 2 mini brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drank:&lt;/strong&gt; Water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Done: &lt;/strong&gt;Well nothing much actually, I've mostly just been at home doing nothing, besides the 10 squads, the 10 sit-ups and the 10 leg-ups of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't do much better than yesterday, okay, a little better, but really not good enough, gotta work harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//DSP</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:desyvplager:1509</id>
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    <title>New project!! Fat loss. Day 1</title>
    <published>2009-08-04T21:49:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-04T22:07:27Z</updated>
    <category term="fat loss day 1."/>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've started this new project today, it's basically about me wanting to loose some of&amp;nbsp;the excess fat I'm carrying around at the moment, so I'm just trying to keep track of myself, by using LJ, or something. Well lets see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Height:&lt;/strong&gt; 169 cm/5.5 feet/66,5 in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight:&lt;/strong&gt; 90,9 kg/200 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that sounds nasty... well, it IS nasty. So lets start looking at what I've been eating/doing today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eaten:&lt;/strong&gt; 1 piece of corn bread with meat and butter, 4 apples, 3 bananas, 1 beef of ca. 150 gr, 2 small potatoes, a lot of mini brownies (like 10 T_T), 2 pieces of orange flavored dark chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drank:&lt;/strong&gt; 1 liter of citrus/sugar/water (only a little bit a sugar), water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Done:&lt;/strong&gt; I've been working on fixing the paint on my parents windows, and today I've honed window&amp;nbsp;frames for three hours straight, besides that I've walked about two kilometers, and been on the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that doesn't sound like the way, if I want to lose fat that is, gotta do better!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:desyvplager:1107</id>
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    <title>New fic.</title>
    <published>2008-11-23T20:56:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-23T20:58:00Z</updated>
    <category term="tezuryo"/>
    <category term="wake up come back"/>
    <category term="pot"/>
    <category term="prince of tennis"/>
    <category term="fanfiction"/>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi people, (in case anyone actually reads this ^_^ )&amp;nbsp; I've posted an&amp;nbsp; prologue to a PoT fic this time. I've actually only gotten the prologue written, but am working on the next chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&amp;nbsp;Wake up, Come back.&lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Prince of Tennis.&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: TezuRyo (later on at least)&lt;br /&gt;Rating: T (again I'm using the FF.net rating)&lt;br /&gt;Summary (for the chapter): Ryoma's getting hit by a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Type your cut contents here&amp;nbsp;&lt;font style="background-color: #ffffff"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;A/N: This happens before Tezuka comes back from Germany. This is unbetaed, so sorry if there's any mistakes, please say so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;Warnings: Shortness! This is a prologue, and really short. Oh yeah, Ryoma gets hurt. Later this will be shounen ai, but it will take some time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own the PoT cast, there I said it, happy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Talking&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Thinking'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;Prologue: The accident.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;He saw the light through the rain, but didn't think anything of it. He had forgotten his umbrella and the only thing on his mind was to get home. &lt;i&gt;'Not that it matters, I'm already soaked.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;True, he was, the sky seemed like it had decided, to open up and let out all the water it contained. You could barely see where the earth stopped and the sky began, everything was a blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;The light was close now, seemed like a car, a car with a little too much speed on the wheels, not really safe in this weather, with the road slippery from all the rain. Again he didn't pay it much attention, just continued on his way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;He saw when the car began to slide his way, but he didn't get to react, before it hid him. He sensed a push against all of his body, he almost felt the driver try to slow down, his world was turned upside down, before something big landed upon his body. Pain, indescribable pain, before his mind went dark and he didn't feel anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;Pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;'What happened? Oh yeah, the car, the car hit me!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt; he tried to take in his surroundings. The rain was still falling, there were noise everywhere, he could sirens, with voices faint in the background, he couldn't move, he couldn't even open his eyes. A heavy weight were being removed from his body. The pain subsided, his body had stopped hurting, it felt light, as if he was flowing, he could move again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;He was about four meters above the ground, a part of him wondering how he ended up there, so he looked down. What he saw made him freeze. It was a car crash, the car had been removed from above a body, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;his &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;body. There were ambulances, people everywhere, they were talking, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. Some people placed his body on a stretcher and placed him in one of the ambulances, he followed. The ambulance left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;He just looked, when they began to save him, not fully comprehending what was happening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;The doctors voice reached him: &amp;ldquo;His heart is stopping, get the defibrillator(1)!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;He saw when electric currents made their way through his body, trying to restore his heartbeat, he saw when the doctor gave a sigh and straightened his back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;Ryoma looked at the woman below him, she looked like a nurse and she was trying to call his parents. He knew of the fact, because he had heard, a doctor ask her to. In a way it was silly, his parents wasn't home, hence no one would be taking the phone. Maybe he should advise them to call his school, but they couldn't see him, nor hear him, so it wouldn't matter, even if he tried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;He was still floating, but drifting near his body, an unexplainable force dragging him towards his physical self.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;That was his last sensation, before everything got black.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="90%" border="0"&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;col width="256" /&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-left: 0.93cm"&gt;1. Defibrillator: An electronic device that administers an electric shock of preset voltage to the heart through the chest wall in an attempt to restore the normal rhythm of the heart during ventricular fibrillation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-left: 0.93cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-left: 0.93cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;A/N: sorry for the shortness. Reviews are appreciated, but not demanded. Stupid flames will be laughed at, intelligent flames will be taken into consideration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;Chapter finished: 21-11-08&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal"&gt;//DSP&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>A long way.</title>
    <published>2008-11-07T22:08:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-07T22:08:39Z</updated>
    <category term="kyuubi/naruto."/>
    <category term="yaoi"/>
    <category term="kyuunaru"/>
    <category term="a long way"/>
    <category term="naruto"/>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi,&amp;nbsp;I'm putting up a link to a&amp;nbsp;story, I'm writing at the moment. The link will take you to another web page, since I haven't figured out how to post in here. There's already four chapter posted in there, but I'll just give the link to the first chapter / the prologue, it's pretty easy, to get to the next chapter, when you are on the site. If someone want me to, I can post an entry in here every time I update in there, just ask. Until I figure out how to post in here, every story link I post will take you to fanfiction.net. &lt;br /&gt;I've said this is adult content, I know the entry in itself isn't adult, but the story is pretty explicit, at least I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manga/anime: Naruto &lt;br /&gt;Title: A Long way&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: KyuuNaru, Kyuubi/Naruto &lt;br /&gt;Rating: M (mature/adult content) &lt;br /&gt;Summary: We follow Naruto through a part of his live, gets to know him. He leaves the village, after being betrayed by his team. Rated M for a very good reason. Try to read it, the storyline isn't entirely decided, but it's going to be interesting. Yaoi. &lt;br /&gt;Warning: Violence, rape. You will find any other warnings in the chapters, so this should do for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link: &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4586328/1/A_long_Way"&gt;www.fanfiction.net/s/4586328/1/A_long_Way&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hi...</title>
    <published>2008-10-29T07:17:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-29T07:17:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pink</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay... I'm new in here, still learning how everything works, so it'll probably take some time before I get to update anything... erh I don't know what to write. &lt;br /&gt;Please play nice, I'll play nice, and I honestly think other people should too... hmm, when I get to update I'll appreciate feedback on my work, and will give feedback, if&amp;nbsp;it can&amp;nbsp;be given it in a constructive way.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it or now... Oh yeah, when I say play nice.. I mean: If you give feedback 1. have something to say 2. have a reason to say it, its okay if you just like it and then tell me, but if you think what I write suck, don't just write: &amp;quot;It sucks&amp;quot; please tell why it sucks, if you don't... well I'll ignore you.</content>
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