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  <title>I'll Be Fine</title>
  <subtitle>We'll Dance Inside the Song</subtitle>
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    <name>Ayako</name>
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  <updated>2007-04-13T01:40:05Z</updated>
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    <title>-Yawn-</title>
    <published>2007-04-13T01:40:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-13T01:40:05Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Return to the Sea - Kana Ueda</lj:music>
    <content type="html">God, I'm tired. Seriously. I feel like...I don't know...sleeping in clouds would be nice...if I didn't get wet...cause ya know, clouds are water. Wow, Staci is very smart today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can truely say is that I'm actually happy. I realized on Tuesday, when we had a discussion in English about if we were truely happy or not, that I wasn't truely happy, for two main reasons. One-my friend had made me feel down in the dumps for a long time, and two-I like this guy, but I realized that that was making me extremely depressed, so I decided that i will be happy, not the fake happy that I've been for a long time. I actually broke down and started crying, which is huge for me, since I NEVER cry. My best friend was comforting me the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I talked to the friend who was making me feel down, and she was really shocked that I was feeling that way, and quickly said "I could never NOT like you!" She even gave me a rose to make me feel better, which is now on my bed-side table. And as for the guy, there's not much I could do about that, but I'm gonna try and let him go. Besides, he's graduating this year, so I won't have to se him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realized after I talked to my friend that I felt soo much happier. And that's the way it shall be. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staci is back to her usual hyperactive/ecstatic/happy-full self once again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ja ne!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blomp:1002</id>
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    <title>Battle Royale!</title>
    <published>2007-03-31T03:03:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-31T03:03:24Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Scars - Papa Roach</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Battle Royale is one of the most awesomest books in this entire world. Seriously. I borrowed it from my friend on Tuesday and finished today; three days. I also realized that "The Program" has to be finished in three days, so creepy coincidence. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, look up &lt;u&gt;Battle Royale&lt;/u&gt;, by Koushun Takami. It's a wonderful, sickening, twisted, bloody, goory, disgusting, yet brilliant novel, originally Japanese, but translated into English. It's about a Japan that exists if Germany had won WWII, and the government is so fascist/1984-ish. Yet the teenagers of Japan are very unruly and rebellious, and so the government, in a act to control them, created this thing called "The Program." What "The Program" basically is is that once a year, a random class of fifteen-year-olds, 21 boys and 21 girls go on a "study trip," where they are gassed with sleeping gas on the way and taken to a deserted island. There, they are given a bag that has a loaf of bread in it, a bottle of water, a watch, a compass, a map, and a random weapon. And they have three days to kill each other. The one who survives gets to go home. There's a bunch of other stuff thrown into it, but it's really a very fascinating book.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blomp:718</id>
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    <title>Hazzah! First Post!</title>
    <published>2007-03-27T00:29:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-27T00:31:11Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>The Fantasy - 30 Seconds to Mars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ello all! This is Ayako-chan, and welcome to my livejournal! This is my first time here, so please, treat me kindly! *bow* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayako likes anime, espically Bleach, DNAngel, and Fullmetal Alchemist, video games, espically Kingdom Hearts, Japanese music, both pop and rock, 30 Seconds to Mars, classic rock, popcorn, hugs/blomps/glomps, along with many other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of much to say right now. I'll think of something though. I have to go to Japanese class now, but I wanted to at least post something before I left. Ja ne! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ayako</content>
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