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allaall@veribest.info — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 03:57:47 GMT

every thirty seconds it says something else. ah, how amusing.refresh and post what you get.do it, do it.

HIATUS

allaall@veribest.info — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 00:13:34 GMT

HIATUS.sorry. but livejournal's become quite important in my life. so important, in fact, that I can't get away from it. and I'm not accomplishing anything anywhere. it's become a conflict point between my family and myself, and I don't even feel like I'm getting any lasting vindication by staying on here. hell, I don't update; I rarely evencomment, and I'm still not getting a damn thing done anywhere else. I come on here to de-stress and forget about the things I should be doing, and I can't leave. I've taken my grades and the things that used to be of value and dropped them off a cliff, and I'm coming up with both hands empty to show for it. it's miserable. so. until after chem exams, this is it. I don't even know if I can stay away that long. it's pathetic, how caught I am. I hate it.back! early because thegrammar manual is no moar. I really don't like staying up til 5 AM to finish projects, despite the indelible impact (are impacts indelible?) that grammar will undoubtedly have on my life. these are Years We Will Look Back On Fondly.now I have a paper to outline.

[mood| wasted][music| gazette// nausea&

allaall@veribest.info — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 20:03:51 GMT

[mood| wasted][music| gazette// nausea&shudder]I really am no good at keeping up with this.my life's just that exciting.prom is tomorrow and somehow against my better judgementI'm going.what a chore.

you're so vain

allaall@veribest.info — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 15:33:22 GMT

there isn't anything decent to say, really...nice pants, Ruki.

NANOWRIMO

allaall@veribest.info — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 00:31:12 GMT

so it begins.three days behind.argh.1232 words.too slow. supposed have roughly 6000-7000 by tomorrow. today, rather.no way in the world.maybe I'll post some of it. maybe I won't.

hello, little one. are you lost?

allaall@veribest.info — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 15:16:45 GMT

um, wtf.I'm writing this down before the picture fades. as you were, ladies and gentlemen.D.Gray-Man, untitledThe demon stalked the rain-slick city streets, searching. It knew not where it was, or what it was doing there, or why, but none of these things really mattered, except that it was here, and it was starving. Never had it known such hunger. It was a primal urge, the sort of constant, burning ache that cannot be questioned or contemplated, only satiated, with the savage speed of an hunting predator. This hunger, this desire to feed, to glut, to gorge to grow was the sole mentality that the creature possessed, consuming its machinated mind utterly. It lived for this purpose and for this purpose alone. The killing device. The weapon. Akuma. All it knew was the need to evolve. The corpse that housed the lethal machine was beginning to rot, slowly, but the creature somehow knew that it only had so long before the decaying shell would be useless. The bodys mobility had already lessened, the limbs stiff and jerky with rigor mortis, causing the akuma to lurch drunkenly as it continued on its deliberate path down to the sleazy, darker underbelly of the metropolis. The dim glow from the yellow lanterns suspended above windows and beside doors cast long dancing shadows on those crowded below, lending an oddly furtive quality to any movement, faces glancing up hurriedly becoming distorted and grotesque, their expressions made sinister by the trembling light. A vague, lingering sense of uneasiness pervaded the air, just tangible enough that it rippled gently up the spine and prickled at the base of the neck, a persistant, nagging sensation of disquiet, of discord. Of despair.neener, neener.inspiration is a fickle, fleeting child.if it's poked, maybe its interest in me will rekindle.lololol.it's reeeeallly late.

here, have an entry regarding nothing

allaall@veribest.info — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 13:10:10 GMT

working ona new layout.codes takenfrom the amazing reversescollidebecause I am too lazy and too pitiful to HTML anything more than a heart .which I will have time to screw up further. hopefully.also hope to get a parking space at school this week because the truck is fixed almost. I'm quitetired of being treated like I'm in this time-freeze zoneoutside of whichtime progresses linearly but inside of whichone remains a perpetual helpless 10-year-old that needs to be placated and patted on the head once a day. I could rage and scream and curse about this irritating phenomenonin great depthand loquacity for at least another five paragraphs, but I will spare you the boredom and save myself the time.a warning for all you movie-going types: Marie Antoinette is much more satisfyingly viewed when you stand on your head and sing the alphabet backwards in a loud voice. that way, you will have something to distract you (and those around you)from the complete and utter lack ofany form of plot or action.another misfire from Coppola. she needs to quit trying to make films cutting edge and work on making them engaging.'course, I did have a very good time making fun of it.

Thursday, lol

allaall@veribest.info — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 11:37:52 GMT

ah, extended absence. I've been busy doing absolutely nothing. well, not nothing. but damn well close to it.I did get my license, however. miracles exist.and then the real reason for this update... DEATH NOTE EPISODE 1, FUCKING YEY.when I heard that this had been made into an anime, I didn't care.well, I cared, but it wasn'tlike ZOMG, SO ESSITED!!!11! then I watched it and suddenly began caring very much.also, D.Gray-Man isout and subbed.I wasrather disappointed. There was nothing really special about it. and the color schemes were weird... since it's 10:40, I think I will go and celebrate the weekend almost being here.and contemplate doing homework before midnight.maybe.

EL PASADO

allaall@veribest.info — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 04:03:10 GMT

Era una noche de mucha lluvia en la ciudad. Eran a eso de las diez menos veine. Haba muchos carros en la carretara; el trafico era mal. Todos los carros movan muy lentemente y los carreteras era resbaladizo porqu llova por cuatro horas. De repente, un carro manej por el semforo y se choc con un autobus que comenz a mover. El carro se dio la vuelta y par en la media de la calle. El conductor del autobus, llamaba Ernesto Guevara, lo par y fue al accidente.
Haca dos personas en el carro, un hobre, el conductor, y una mujer. La mujer se desmayaba y tena la pierna roto. El hombre se cort la cabeza y sagraba, pero no era grave. Sus nombres era Jack y Rose Dawson; ellos eran turistas de Estados Unidos. Ernesto no tena los heridos y por eso ayud los Dawsons hasta los paramdicos lleg.ay.no estudio para las clases de histora y qumica.
from Che to Titantic. es muy gigante.group work. lol.qu es 'trabajar en equipos' en espaol?no pienso que es el mismo en ingls.poor Ouran. va a terminar bastante mal. como triste.otherwise known as "The Last Episode That Was Really Any Good At All"

and with great apathy...

allaall@veribest.info — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 00:31:00 GMT

I. SUMMARIZE your week in 10 words or less.
birthday=good
spanish=bad
I=did not study. for anything.it's 12:20 and no one has yet to throw me off and tell me to go to bed.increible.OURAN 25=the devil.

PHAILZ

allaall@veribest.info — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 22:08:35 GMT

so apparently, not only can I not run, I can't drive either.I FAILED.FAILED.FAILED.my test.my mom is not helping at all. she keeps saying things along the lines of, "Well, I know this isn't any consolation, but..."if it's not any consolation, then don't say it.better yet, don't say anything about it at all.I can wallow in my own misery rather well unassisted, I think.which is why I'm here. and not in class.AAKFJAI:ERAICJAKCMANKFJA:LCAWIU:ERIQRNCKASCAERO{WKAJDFKAWPC.good thing it's not like, y'know,the day before my birthday or anything.'cause then it would really suck.[bawls]OURAN, Iknead j00.SAVE ME FROM MY GROSS INADEQUACIES.man, I feel miserable.but better than I did 45 minutes ago.

Excelente!

allaall@veribest.info — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 19:20:37 GMT

el examen en Espaoles maana (pues, es hoy ahora).no s todos los verbos irregulares en el presente. hay cincuenta y seis con un cambio de radical.dios mio.voy a morir. realmente.estoy muy cansada porqu es la una y veinticinco. no recuerdo cmo hablar la lengua.pattico.ay, me duele la cabeza. y el tobillo. es torcido bastante mal.no mi cabeza, mi tobillo.hasta pronto, chicos.lol spanish?

I DON'T WANNA WORK

allaall@veribest.info — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 16:16:52 GMT

I DON'T WANNA WORK.OR LEARN.OR EVER USE MY BRAIN AGAIN. KTHXBAI.[digs nails into the doorframe and screams]and so, our resident slacker continues on her quest to become world's greatest alchemist not fail a chem fundamentals quiz.Aluminum- AlArsenic- AsBismuth-BiCalcium- CaChlorine-ClCobalt- CoFluorine-FHydrogen-HIron-FeMagnesium-MgMercury-HgNitrogen-NPhosphorus-PPotassium-KSilver-AgStrontium-SrTin-Sn ...WTF?Tungsten-Wonly 97 hours until saturday.

this is for me

allaall@veribest.info — Sat, 17 Oct 2009 12:36:59 GMT

this is for me, not for you. sorry. though I will bring something later on to make up for it. possibly. I just didn't want to lose this website again. bliss and just for any nosy inquisitive types, there lurketh quite a bit of yaoi beneath that succinct little hyperlink. in fact it doesn't lurketh; it blantantly displayeth itself. for the sqeamish ones, you are forewarned. for the rest of you, get you some.EDIT: apparently, ff.net experiences heavy traffic at 3:15 AM, thus validating why I can't get anywhere near the site. the only time I wanna get on, and there's traffic. who would've guessed, people like me do exist.

[insert inarticulate onomatopoeia here]

allaall@veribest.info — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 10:11:08 GMT

ah, school.I know I hid my brain under my bed somewhere. now I just have to find it...it was pretty boring today. everything seems pretty straightforward, though.no more nightmares reminiscient of english II.got sunburned at cross country and then I was forgotten about and stranded in the lower lot for 2 hours.spent a grand total of 12 hours at school today.I mean, not that I don't cherish everyprecious momentof time that I spend there, but that's pushing the envelope just a teensy bit, ne?if it's 95 degrees outside, why the sporking hell are weeven running?why?ugh.sore.in return for a crappy day, you get a crappy update. fair's fair.but to give it some redemptionhere's someyoutube spam a la mode.eat up.now I shall toddle off to bed.EDIT: aw gawd. my life has been made. wut.I can die hysterical now.

fun.

allaall@veribest.info — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 05:35:01 GMT

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anything but i was ready to roll from the porn novel talk ok

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that always makes me ready... yeah.

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arm is sore making typing more challenging than it ever should be

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that one kinda actually makes sense.

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consists of waking up going to school to run through poison ivy

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future job description.

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watch it again in a relationship male and female detailed

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dangerous weapon is the life tomorrow coach has a snitch wait just

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...l0lz.

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frequently that ed hates we all know and love the happy grinny type

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badly when you find someone you like you don't want to see a bit

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a great time except that i had to get up at 6 am to go

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the story of my life, that is.

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as in tangible worthwhile substance i'm not here technically

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could just shoot you ifyou will just try wow i needto stop doing this

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and with that, I think I'll stop.the fun part of this is finding where exactly in this journal that these phrases were taken from. because I swear I've never said some of this.EDIT: just a couple more.

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partner to do thingsat the click of your fingersbeing controlling

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i made sarah'sedwinry icon onlybecause i love her

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it's true. :)