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  <title>Strawberry Scented</title>
  <subtitle>An orange's journal is strawberry scented</subtitle>
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    <name>Arancia</name>
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    <title>Think I'm off</title>
    <published>2009-04-25T04:10:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-25T04:10:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well. I think I'm finally just gonna switch to my other account. So that's where I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_pafiume' lj:user='pafiume' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pafiume.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://pafiume.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;pafiume&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Back from Russia!</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T00:54:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Russiaaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a looot of fun. :D Saw some amazing dancing, slept through some other amazing dancing, saw some amazing places, avoided eating some interesting food... It was all very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane ride was nice. The first one was ten hours, but they had little personal TVs with recent movies and not so recent episodes of television shows. The best part of that was that there was an episode of 30 Rock that I watched a clip of the night or so before I left, but since the actual episode wasn't online I couldn't watch it. And that was the episode on the plane! There were also lots of different radio stations (two for japanese music) and some music video shows for different types of music (I could only stand like half of the japanese one). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the around 20 hours of airport related matters, we finally got to St. Petersburg and obviously went straight to the hotel. It was a really nice hotel, but the problem, like a bit of Russia, was that it wasn't non-smoking. It was pretty much the opposite, and the lobby smelled sooo bad. Sometimes I enjoy cigarette smoke, but this was too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to room. It was tiny. The light switches were really odd too. There were two switches in the room that controlled the electricity (not just the lights), and two other switches, one for room lights and another for bathroom lights. But most of the lights in the room had individual switches to them anyway, and me and my roomate had them turned out. I could never remember which switch was which, or that the bathroom one wasn't actually in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a little bad thing about the room. All of the electric outlets were made in little 3/4&amp;quot; thick circles in the wall. So, since one of the convertors I brought didn't fit into the circle I couldn't use it. Luckily the second one I had was tiny, and it fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few other groups who came to the festival. First of all, the largest group, next to us, was Bossov Ballet. They were really good. Long skinny dancers with lots of strength. Didn't talk to them a whole lot, but one of the girls was really nice~ Don't remember where they were from, but I think it was Maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were two girls from Moscow. Last time, when one of my friends went and was the only person from our studio, she met them and supposedly made friends. They didn't speak much/any english, though, so I'm surprised she could. It's not like she speaks Russian. They were really good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was another pair of girls, this time from Canada. They were okay, not sure if I'd say they were as good as those other people. I never really talked to them. Seemed kind of stuck up, but most dancers do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were two Italian ladies. They were pretty old, and not very good, but they took class with us, and, surprisingly, performed too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there was some other woman who I didn't learn anything about, and a Polish &lt;em&gt;boy&lt;/em&gt;. I thought he was kind of cute the first time I saw him, but as time went on he really wasn't very. Pretty tall though. Spoke english fluently, I assume, or at least enough to hold a conversation, but I don't know if he was from America. He was very flexible, but he looked like he had no idea what he was doing dancing. He was tripping trying to figure out what his feet should be doing, constantly ending up on the wrong foot... I don't know if he has a problem or something, but.. He surprised me at the gala reception on saturday when he was talking about dance and sounded like he knew what he was talking about. Until the last days, when the Canadians abducted him, he was pretty much a loner. He even went around Russia himself instead of staying with the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing was okay. The floor suuuuucked in the studio we used. First of all, the room was circular, and the bar went in a semicircle on the wall. It was cool, but it kind of confused me. And the floor sucked because the floorboards were all curved and uneven. Then, there wasn't a mirror in the room, so I felt kind of awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another studio, and I heard it was a lot better, but it was for the lower class... I almost went, but that day we had the second teacher, and the next (also final) dayI wanted to have him again. Still, I did okay in the classes. The second teacher really seemed to like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scariest thing happened to me, though. Through the first class, the Bossov teacher was watching and translating the Russian teacher's corrections. He was kind of scary, and I ended up right in front of him during center, so I was really afraid! Hahaha. Then, after class he calls me over. I was surprised he knew my name, first of all, but then he asks me if I'll be in the dance for his school in addition to the two for mine! And I said yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught me the steps quickly (I was still afraid, so I tried really hard to pick everything up really fast!), and by the end of the first rehearsal I knew all of it. Not that it was very long. I probably learned that much in regular rehearsals at home, he just knew what he wanted in advance and I was bothering to pick it up quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Mariinsky theater we saw La Bayadere. I don't remember why, but I was sooo tired when we saw this, so I was drifting in and out of sleep. What I saw looked good. I got a nice shirt from the theater too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my friend Erica from summer here! I was so surprised we were at the same show, but it's not that surprising, I guess. A big theater like the Mariinsky. It was nice to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went several places on field trips. The church of spilled blood, another church I forget the name of, the Hermitage museum, and Catherine's Palace. The churches were amazing. They had incredible mosaics lining every inch of the wall. I liked the palaces better, though. I want to &lt;em&gt;live &lt;/em&gt;in the Hermitage. It's amazing. Even Catherine's Palace was nice. Really nice. I took loads of pictures at both of those. Not the churches, though, don't think I had my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after some of the excursions, we could go to nearby bazaars. There was soooo much nice stuff. The eggs were great. I didn't get any, but some of my friends did. Practically every stand had loads of Matryoshka dolls. Traditional ones, and then other types like celebrities, and cartoon characters. I got a nice 10 piece one that blue/white for my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff I got from bazaar:&lt;br /&gt;Mug for my dad&lt;br /&gt;Snow globe for my little brother&lt;br /&gt;A black/white checkered scarf&lt;br /&gt;A really nice painting (on canvas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really haggle for stuff myself, most of my prices were fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went with my group (which was just my friend and her parents) to buy the painting I wanted (because I didn't have time to buy it the first time I saw it, and I didn't have money anyway). I had my friend's dad get it down. I had to pay around $100 for it... Anyway, we rode the metro that day. They had really long, fast escalators to get down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we got to the bazaar, we went to a book store to buy CDs. By accident, I found the Russian manga selection. Not much, but I picked up volume 1 or Battle Royale. I didn't realize how violant it is until i started flipping through it. Kind of regret buying it. XD But it's just five dollars, and it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure there's more, but I forget what. I'm tired and want to go watch The Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember on the first few days of being there, I thought that it was really weird and scary and dirty, and I could never live there. But as I stayed longer it got a lot nicer. I loved how pretty every building was. Some had really nice statues, or just ornate decorations. And they all had weird alleys leading into the center of the building. Like, each building was built like the outline of a square, and then cars could go in the middle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice there. Maybe someday I can visit just on vacation and check out more. I ended up getting over 500 pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. I've decided I need to live in a grand palace. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Gonna be gone~</title>
    <published>2009-04-05T02:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-05T02:00:01Z</updated>
    <category term="music"/>
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    <lj:music>Morning Musume album - Cover You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So. Tomorrow's the day~ I'm heading off to Russia for a week. So cool~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from Barnes and Nobles, cause I thought it'd be good to get a book to read on the plane, when I get bored, whenever. My choice books weren't in. The choice books being The Ring and Parasite Eve. The guy said he could order them, but I'm leaving tomorrow, so there's really no point~ So I went to my backup, which was Christopher&amp;nbsp; Moore. The two books of his I've read I really enjoyed, so I bought another one that I'd wanted for a while. &amp;quot;Island of the Sequined Love Nun.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found my dad in the magazine section, which prompted me to ask if I could get a magazine. I picked up Yen+, just to see how it was. I haven't bothered reading any of it yet, but I already know it's weird. Half of it goes left to right, and half goes right to left, and the next volume previews are in the middle... They have like twelve different series in it, though. I think the most they ever had in Shonen Jump was like, ten. But it isn't as thick as SJ used to be, which was one of my favorite things about it. :/ Also, they forgot to put pages explaining characters and plot summaries at least twice. And I don't remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But um. Nabari no Ou is in it, which I tried to watch a few weeks ago. And Soul Eater is in it. And something by the lady who did Drama Con, that isn't Drama Con. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. What is the deal with American book series' being turned into manga? Maximum Ride is in this Yen+ thing, Cirque du Freak is advertised in this, one of Meg Cabot's books got either turned into a manga or got a sequel in manga form. :/ I don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also an advertisement for Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya being translated. It looks like they're gonna give it an ugly cover in one ad, but then in another it's just an english version of the original. I hope they don't use the dumb one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my choices in CDs sucks. I finally got around to listening to some of the songs on Morning Musume's &amp;quot;Cover You&amp;quot; album. I figured it was just a cover album, so it wouldn't be very good, but there are actually some songs that I liked! So, I was all set to go buy it if my dad said yes, and I go on iTunes to find it, but.. It's the &lt;em&gt;only &lt;/em&gt;album that they don't have up. They even have their newest album up already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse part is that the album is up on iTunes Japan. I tried buying something from there earlier this week, because it was the same situation, but it doesn't want to let me use the different country. So I just have to wait and hope it gets up. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed my dreams are getting a lot closer connected to my daily life. @_@ Like, on Tuesday, I had to skip tap because my dad had a gig and nobody could pick me up. So that night, I had a dream about being late to tap (and some scary man tried to molest me in the class, but that's another story). And last night I had a dream that was kind of about stuff that happened yesterday. I already kind of forget, though... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Russia. For a week. Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>April Fools!</title>
    <published>2009-04-01T06:52:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Tomorrrrooooowwww is April Fools day~! I'm sure in about twenty minutes there'll be a writer's block about it and my plans on it, but I'll just get ahead of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I only have two things planned. I told a few people, including the desk lady at dance so that she can help with it, that we're all going to be &amp;quot;sick&amp;quot; tomorrow for 12:30 class, and then sneak into the room after the teacher thinks no one is coming. :) It's kind of dumb, and will probably be badly executed, and I forgot to tell a few people, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing, I made a CD with the song for one of the Russia dances. Because tomorrow we have an unusual week day Russia rehearsal. So, about a minute into the song it stops and goes into another song. Um, it's like, &amp;quot;Jitterbug,&amp;quot; or something? I'm really excited about that one. :D And pretty much everyone but the teacher is in on that one, so we should be good. Hopefully she wont be too pissed, she's been on our case about professionalism and other stuff like that. So this is probably a step in the wrong direction, but, ya know, &amp;quot;it only comes once a year.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I remember last year, during the later class, we stole the remote and in the middle of class we'd stop the track, or hit some random button. The teacher didn't know what was going on all the way through class. :) We had to stop a while through, though, because she threatened to switch rooms if it kept going on. It was really good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alsoooo, April means my birthday is soon! Yay~! I need to make a list. So far, I have Crono Trigger and Phantom Brave for Wii (preorder) for video games, and the Ring trilogy and Parasite Eve for books. I don't actually know much else that I want, besides maybe money, or a trip to the Uwajimaya in Seattle to buy CDs/manga. Mmhm.</content>
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    <title>Bahhhhhuuuuuhyyyyyyay</title>
    <published>2009-03-30T08:37:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-30T08:37:27Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I'm so sad the Disgaea portables are going to PSP first. It makes sense, but I don't have a PSP. XD  I actually own the PSP version, although I can't use it. I only have my DS, which from the videos I've seen on youtube turned Disgaea into crap. So the second one wont be much better... But it looks like it'll be pretty sweet with all the new stuff they're putting on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND PERSONA IS COMING TO PSP. ASDLAHROIAJSDIOAHD. THAT'S WHAT I WANTED TO SAY. I'd totally forgotten. BUT YEAH. Fuck, I wanna play any of the Persona games. Or any of the Megami Tensei games. Wish it wasn't come to PSP. ://// Stupid brother and his not letting me use his PSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of new stuff, the thing I really like about the PS3 is that it makes it possible for new plots in Disgaea 3. Along with downloadable characters.. that are really cool... Not that I can get any of this stuff right now. But, I mean, Raspberyl plot? Sweet! &lt;em&gt;Switching outfits&lt;/em&gt;? Super sweet! I never even thought of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother seems to be discovering technology. I'm not especially happy about it, because he's in fourth grade, but I can't stop it~ The better he figures it out the.. better.. I guess. But he was trying to hook his music player (some generic one with spongebob on it) into the PS3 just because he now knows what a USB port looks like. I was like, &amp;quot;Um, no..&amp;quot; I mean, dear god, if I lose all my Disgaea 3 data because he does something dumb again I'm going to be &lt;em&gt;pissed&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played the original Disgaea today. It's been a while. A looong while, I guess, because somehow a few of my characters are level &lt;em&gt;9999 &lt;/em&gt;already. So I got a little bit through the plot, got some cool unlockable charas, and defeated Baal for the first time in any of the three games. :) Oh, and I got to see all the Tera spells, finally. It all made me really nostolgic. And I realized that the english voice actors are actually pretty corny. But the main three characters still sound awesome. I miss that story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Soul Nomad after Disgaea. I FINALLY am starting to get the game. I figured out how to choose the level of new characters, so they don't all start out level 1. I still don't get how to level up outside of battles, though. Those training rooms suck. Now, if only I can figure out how to frighten the people of the world, and get more gig edicts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Phantom Brave is coming to Wii! I'm so pumped. First of all, it'll be revamped (I'm assuming) to not look so inferior to their newer games, and also will have new plot! Second of all.. I'll finally have a game to play on the Wii!! I'm really excited for the different type of battle, doing it without the grid. I've been watching youtube videos. Looks cool~! The pre-order is going to be first thing on my birthday list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;glad that like, probably nobody on my friendlist pays special attention to NIS stuff. XD Nippon Ichi and Atlus are my major video game loves lately... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure that in exactly a week I'll be on a plane to Russia. I'm excited for that~ I'm rooming with my friend, luckily, which is kind of odd cause she's a girl. But it worked out, so I'm not complaining. Not sure what else to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Счастливого пути &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, needless to say, I got no homework done today. I'm several weeks behind in several classes, I think. BAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Paprika last night, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>D'aww</title>
    <published>2009-03-21T07:50:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-21T07:50:43Z</updated>
    <category term="movies"/>
    <category term="shoes"/>
    <category term="books"/>
    <category term="phones"/>
    <category term="boys"/>
    <lj:music>capsule</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was an okay day. My brother's been home for the past week, on break. This was his last day here, so I stayed home from dance so we could all go out to a movie. Before that, we went out to buy shoes. I decided to get some nice dress shoes for Russia, since earlier this week I'd gotten some nice dress pants (which are both girls pants, because the boy pants aren't small enough for me. :///// ). I got some cool ones with a box toe, or square toe, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing, I saw a boy I knew from school at the place I bought the shoes. I don't even think he recognized me, but I know I knew him. But he was surprisingly cute~! I wish he had remembered me. Or if he had, like, brought something up. I mean, sure, we hadn't talked in a few years, but we were kind of good friends in fifth grade. We had a joint little buddy. And he invited me to his birthday party one year. For like no reason. And he was working in a shoe store. Which was odd. I think. Or think so to give myself false hope, at least. So, I half tried to stall, but he was at the counter, and I was with my mom and brothers, so.. That wouldn't have worked anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder if normal boys work in shoe stores... Unless he just wanted work... Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, um. We put the shoes on hold, because my mom thought they were expensive, I think, and wanted to do the BOGO1/2O deal. So I could have gone back again and seen him again, almost did, but my being in a pissy mood later caused me to just shrug it off. Damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when am I going to buy shoes next..? Damnit! Maybe we can return the shoes I bought... They were a little big... But they're really cute, and the smallest size they had in that style! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaamnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, when we made it to Redmond (which, for whatever reason, is where my mom bought movie tickets) we stopped at Half Price Books for a few minutes. They had a whole lot of new translated manga. I ended up getting xxxHolic vol. 1 in japanese (It's so cool, the pages have blue on the edges and the pages are in color~) and Kedamono Damono (which I'd never heard of) and Princess Tutu translated. I thought I was getting the first volume of Kedamono Damono, but it turns out I got the third. Because I'm dumb and don't look for numbers. It's by the same person who did Instant Teen, and it seems cute, but.. It's hard to follow. Especially coming in two volumes late. And from the five minutes of searching I've done, I haven't found much info on it. It's like, a girl ends up falling for a boy who turns into a girl at night? But then the girl at some point turns into a boy too, I think..? I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ope, nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw The Pink Panther 2 today, by the way. I had no intention of going to that movie, but it was actually alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the Verizon store so my mom and brother could get phone upgrades (both to blackberries), and I could upgrade to my mom's old phone (like, literally her phone). Skip to an &lt;em&gt;hour and a half later&lt;/em&gt; and I'm bored, starving, and pissy. By this time, my dad had met us and this was when he went to check out shoes and I was an idiot and stayed at the phone store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, I have a bunch of useless contacts in my phone, as well as a lot of pictures that aren't mine, and none of the stuff from my old cell phone. The keys are a lot smaller, because this one has a full keyboard in place of the usual like, twelve buttons. But if I don't like it, I can get an actual upgrade. I think I'll go look at phones on the verizon website. Some of them are supposed to be free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Today sucks so far</title>
    <published>2009-03-15T20:24:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-15T20:24:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmph. This morning was going alright. I woke up around nine, and went through my schedule for the day, or at least when dance started. For some reason, I thought classes started at 12:30, like weekdays, so I would have three hours before I needed to be up. Around 9:45, I got out of bed, and as I was eating breakfast I realized I needed to be at dance at 11, actually. And that was okay. Because usually I'm waking up around 10:15 on sundays and have to rush. But no. Today, I had sooo much time, and I was really happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't remember if I said this last week, but I was a half an hour late to rehearsal last sunday. I thought it started at 11:30, because all the Russia rehearsals had a half an hour dropped from them. It didn't. My teacher was pissed at me, along with many other things that have to do with this Russia dance, and I was SURE I wouldn't be late this week. I'm sure you can already tell what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. This week it was NOT my fault. My parents were doing random stuff aruond the house, still getting ready, getting my &lt;em&gt;grandma &lt;/em&gt;dressed. Gathering blankets. Other random things that could have been done earlier or later. And no one was moving very fast. Twenty minutes 'til 11 I was totally ready. I'd even gotten my coat on and was standing with everything in hand so that, maybe, I could even get there early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But noooo. They continued doing their random crap for the whole twenty minutes. So, I ended up being fifteen/twenty minutes late today. And my teacher was soooo pissed today, too. I got lectured again. We didn't get anywhere farther in the dance, we just changed old choreography, and we only have two weeks to finish two minutes of choreography. So she was uber pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to god. If I'm late next week... Well, there's nothing I can really do. But... I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this just means I need my drivers licence. Pronto. That way I wont ever have to rely on them and have them weigh me down again (Though it doesn't happen too often, it &lt;em&gt;incredibly &lt;/em&gt;annoying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at dance until 2, because my mom is doing stuff now and can't pick me up until then. After I get home, I have a feeling I'm not going to get anything productive done. Again. I'll just continue in my little loop of crap going on.</content>
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    <title>I own nice things!</title>
    <published>2009-03-15T01:00:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-15T01:00:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Sooo, the other day, my mom went to Kohls without telling me. And in the car, after she'd gone, she nonchalently said that she'd seen a cool sweater that she thought I might like, but didn't think it'd fit me. So, since I wasn't exactly in a talkative mood, and I'd assumed she hadn't bought it, I was just kind of like, &amp;quot;Huh, cool..&amp;quot; Then, the next day, she shows me and has me try on the sweater (which she did buy) and it's actually really nice~ It's got a zipper on the side instead of the middle, and there's no hood, but the neck goes up very high so it can be like, ninja or turtle neck, depending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might post a picture, even, cause we did a little &amp;quot;photoshoot&amp;quot; with my camera at dance, and I actually like the pictures I'm in. XD I was very pumped about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, as I was going home, I realized I had co.no.mi.chi on my iPod by Buono!, and I have no idea where I got it. I have no recollection of it. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the subject of music, my modern teacher has asked me to find cool Bollywood music for her, because I'm the weird kid at my studio who listens to foreign music and is probably the most likely to find something like that. XDDD Not that I've ever tried anything farther than korean stuff... At least I think it was korean... But um. I have no background or info on anything Bollywood, music-wise at least, so in case &lt;em&gt;anyone &lt;/em&gt;that reads this does, I'd be veery interested to know. She wants stuff with as minimal singing in it as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Dumb things</title>
    <published>2009-03-12T17:47:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T17:47:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I'm slowly disconnecting my knee. I woke up today and it felt awkward just laying it bed. Today isn't the first day it's felt like that, but it's the first day it did without me doing anything. :/ So, I'm kind of worried. I don't really know what to do, though. I figure I could get a knee brace, maybe. But I don't even really know, so.. I feel weird asking anyone. I iced it like right after I woke up, though. Hopefully that makes it &lt;em&gt;kind &lt;/em&gt;of better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my first Coppelia rehearsal today~! I'm so excited. Everyone else has had rehearsals since last week, but since the stupid boys who're in the same part as me never come they have to schedule the rehearsals specially for their schedule, and.. It's dumb. I want rehearsals more often. ;_; It's two hours today, though, so I'm excited. Too bad it goes right into partnering, but.. At least I'm having one~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered I had a dream about today that my mom came to pick me up right before rehearsal. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream actually kind of had a lot to do with what happened yesterday night. Last night my mom actually told me she had to pick me up early on friday. Not as ridiculously early as in the dream, but still kind of early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, yesterday I finally went to the store and got a lot of things for my lunches, so I'm gonna have a really big one today. In the dream, I was one of the only people to bring lunch to the random thing we were doing at a theater, and all my friends I actually wanted to each lunch with had left to buy one. So, all these people I was kind of friends with asked to share my lunch. I said yes, but then they ate like, all of it. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Comped</title>
    <published>2009-03-07T09:00:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-07T09:00:40Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's the best compliment you've ever received?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_krizzzie' lj:user='krizzzie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://krizzzie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://krizzzie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;krizzzie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=805'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=805"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
I was called &amp;quot;epic&amp;quot; on wednesday. Besides the fact that I kind of hate that word, I really appreciate it. It may not be the best, but it's surely up there, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason was, I decided that it'd be cool to make my modern teacher a copy of the End of Evangelion CD. I didn't really know if she'd even want to use any of the songs, I don't really think she does, but she'd been asking for music, and this was probably the farthest from screaming japanese girls that I have. And it has some nice classical stuff, which she's used before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she puts in the CD in the middle of class and it starts going. She almost liked the first song, until the repetitive rhythm went into an actual kind of song. Then, as we go farther into it, there's the chanting, and then the &amp;quot;HAAAAAAAAAAAAH&amp;quot; part, which is very... Strong. And I think it might have been there that she goes, &amp;quot;Phillip... You're a very epic person.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said either &amp;quot;And I say this as a compliment,&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;And I'm not saying this as a compliment,&amp;quot; but I couldn't hear. She blasted the songs~ I prefer to take it as a compliment, though. And I can definitely see it, since I actually sit around and listen to the songs. XD I'm one step away from putting a stereo in front of a low chair, putting on earmuffs and sunglasses and blasting the CD in my face~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-pmAI035Jno"&gt;HAAAAAAAAH song&lt;/a&gt;, if you can't tell from my words what it sounds like. God love Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been checking out AAA over today and yesterday. I like what I've found, single-wise. But I got their cover album, and all the songs SUCKED. XD It was horrible. I knew four of however many songs, and either I liked other versions better, or I didn't like the song in general. The other songs on the CD weren't very good for me either. So.. Ya. I need some other of their stuff. That I &lt;em&gt;actually like&lt;/em&gt;. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I saw the PV for Koda Kumi x Misono collab. todayyyyyy~~ I was expecting better, because the clip I'd heard sounded really interesting. And the song started a lot slower than I'd have liked. But overall, I love the song, now. I'm totally putting it on my jazz CD as soon as possible~~ Which is like, end of the month. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chorus/refrain(?) is great. Of course, that's the part I was expecting anyway. The bridge is dumb, though. Eh. It's just.. dumb. The PV's cute, too. Kumi looks so cute in that pink outfit with her candy cane, and Misono looks good in her yellow dress~ Although the wig's kind of crappy. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carpool wars have begun. I was almost &lt;em&gt;forgotten &lt;/em&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it all started, I guess, because my mom can't pick up the girl I carpool with everyday before dance. And we have a legitimate reason, because there's no one to watch my grandma. We fired, or at least let go, the people who came throughout the week because they came later and later or not at all, and owed us work that they never gave us, and I thought they were generally annoying. Anyway, they're gone, and now someone has to be home at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, the mom of the girl is getting all bitchy. One of the first days that I was riding the bus, she calls my mom while we're on our way to the park and ride. She'd, without telling us, arranged for someone to pick me and her daughter up. So, I'm like, &amp;quot;Sorry, my mom's driving me to the bus. I don't need a ride.&amp;quot; So she gets upset and says how she should be reporting my mom because she's leaving my grandma alone in the house for the five minutes it takes to drive to and from the park and ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a really bitchy type of person. Suddenly she &amp;quot;can't pick us up&amp;quot; after dance. On wednesday, she called my mom and said she was dead tired and couldn't pick us up, and the dad was doing something, and their son was out doing something. Except, when we dropped off the girl, their whole family was home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today, like I said, they practically left without me. I was in the back talking to some people, and when I walk into the lobby, I see them almost driving away. Then they stop, and I walk outside, and the mom goes, &amp;quot;Oh, am I taking you home?&amp;quot; I think she did it on purpose, because she was just sitting there watching the lobby, then &lt;em&gt;when she saw me&lt;/em&gt; she actually started driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly. This lady does not know how to &lt;em&gt;treat &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;trust &lt;/em&gt;people. Once &lt;em&gt;anyone &lt;/em&gt;does &lt;em&gt;anything &lt;/em&gt;bad she especially starts freaking out and blowing things up to heights unknown. Her daughter does it too. I'm STILL hearing them talk about a fight that happened last year that &lt;em&gt;their daughter&lt;/em&gt; seemed to have started, and they're complaining about the &lt;em&gt;other &lt;/em&gt;girl. I'm pretty sure the sweet girl that's trying to be friends with her will eventually end up &amp;quot;doing something wrong&amp;quot; and I'll never hear the end of the backtalking on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of their negative attitude. I'm sick of needlessly negative attitudes. It's gotten into me, now. I'm always in a bad mood when I get home, I've noticed. I have no idea why, but one day I realized I just get pissed off when they drop me off and I'm at the top of the stairs. Blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Chatty</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T08:36:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T08:36:11Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you prefer texting or talking on the phone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=802'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=802"&gt;View 502 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Ideally, I prefer talking on the phone. It gets things done a lot faster, as you don't have to wait a few minute to get responses. I have lately seen the benefits of texting, though. I used to hate it, because of that dumb text speak, and.. I don't know, I guess I thought it was impersonal, or something. But now that I'm actually doing it, it's fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I've realized that I really don't like talking. Especially on cell phones, where the reception sucks and I only hear half of every word. Or whenever I ever talk to my mom, who constantly complains about not being able to hear me. But if I'm in a good mood and on a land line I'm set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could do an article about texting vs. phone calls on that website, Jen. If I ever get over my avoiding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I finally finished unit 9 of my english class last night. I now only have two units left in the class, with due dates in June. I would normally finish them tonight, but... Unit 15 is a big comparative essay between two myths, and Unit 16 is (DUN DUN DUN) a REVISION of that paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAFCEFVBSTHGWFQSVBLEF&lt;strong&gt;ANGER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that I'm glad I have a different teacher this semester. I don't know &lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;I do, but I do. And it's a good thing because last time I had a revision assignment I &lt;em&gt;never got the corrections for my paper&lt;/em&gt;. I asked her multiple times to give me them, but she just said &amp;quot;They're coming.&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;I'm busy with over a hundred other student's assignments.&amp;quot; If she had just sent them out when she graded the thing, it would've been done &lt;em&gt;right then&lt;/em&gt;. In the end, she just told me to submit the same paper twice. I got a worse grade than the first time, but I didn't think to have anyone &lt;em&gt;else &lt;/em&gt;edit it until right after I'd submitted it. Hopefully I wont need to do that this semester. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>And history repeats in modern class</title>
    <published>2009-03-02T01:18:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-02T01:18:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Hancock's was having a sale today, so my mom took me there after rehearsal. I didn't get any fabric or patterns, but I got a sweet little sewing set. It's a thimble, a bunch of needles, a tape measure, and some cute little crane scissors. I really want to sew now, but I have nothing to make. ;_; Pauvre de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had another russia reharsal today. It was the modern dance today (If I didn't say so before, we're taking a modern and jazz piece to russia, both of which I'm in). And, of course, since I'm the only boy, I get my own little solo. :/ Or, in this case, like a duet. In the middle of the whole big dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to what happened last year, suddenly. I was in the modern level lower than the one everone else in PD was in because it was my first year of modern. That's all good, most of my friends were in the lower level anyway. And, actually, another girl from PD was in there with me, even though I'm pretty sure she'd had modern training already. We had modern with the other PD kids on another day, though, in the morning. So it doesn't &lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;make sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were in there with the lower level. And, for the end of the year performance we did a version of Carmen. Now, what originally sparked the idea of Carmen for our piece was that the PD kids had learned the original combination, and all the kids in the lower level went &amp;quot;OH COOL WE WANT TO LEARN IT TOO!!!!!!!&amp;quot; (Not that I don't love them, but they really were all like that). So, we ended up learning it, and it turned into an end of the year thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. Since me and the other girl were in PD and knew the thing ahead of time, I guess our teacher decided that was enough reason to make it about us? We ended up being pretty much the point of the piece. Thirty seconds of gestures with everyone else, and into the rest of the dance the two of us are off doing our own thing. The other kids in the class were upset that it was basically centered around the two of us (And I felt kinda bad about it..) but in the end, that's how it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash back to today. From about right where we picked up today, our teacher gives meeeeee... Another little partnering thing! With... Another asian girl (I forgot to mention, but the other girl was asian as well)! So, I'm kind of like, &amp;quot;Wow, this is very ironic.&amp;quot; Meanwhile, the other four girls PD who're in the piece with me are just doing background stuff with the other nine or so girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's like Carmen II. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Will this lower our property value?</title>
    <published>2009-02-28T09:28:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T09:28:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, there's a dead rabbit in our front yard. u_u The poor thing. My mom found it thursday morning walking my brother to the bus, and she thought it was injured, since it wasn't moving, and when it tried, it left a trail of blood, I guess. She fed it some carrots, but just left it there. Last night we went down with a net and cage to find it, but by that time... So, I guess it's still there. We didn't do anything about it at the time, and I don't know if they've done anything since. There seemed to be a big gash in its leg. Poor thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the first thing I thought about when I saw it, or more like when we were walking down our driveway to find it, was the title of this entry. In a joking way, of course. But it always seems like.. I don't know. Whenever someone either dies someplace, or someplace is being sold, somehow those two things come together to the idea of property value going down. Or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two girls have gone to san fran for the weekend so they can do a great big ballet competition, called YAGP. People from out of the country come to recruit dancers at this thing, that is if you advance to the New York setting, so it's a pretty good way to get yourself out there. The girls have different mindsets on how they're going to do it. One is &amp;quot;I'm going to &lt;em&gt;win everything&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;quot; and the other is, &amp;quot;I don't think I'm going to win, but I'm going to try my hardest.&amp;quot; And they're 15/16 and 18 respectively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same sort of thing happened with the girls who went last year. Two of them had the idea that they were going to &lt;em&gt;win&lt;/em&gt;. They had themselves so psyched up that there was no possible way for them to lose. Then, when they didn't even make it into the top ten, they had a breakdown, and one of the two (who was really talented, but already had some of the mental things going for her) completely quit dance. I, as well as a lot of other people in the PD program, am worried that'll happen again. She's still got a few years to go, but I'm pretty sure she thinks that she's just.. the shit. Really. And if she fails to even get to New York, then.. I worry~ But. I can't say whether it'll be either way, and nothing can be helped now. So I can just hope for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other girl, I think she'll be alright. She has more realistic views, and probably wont go cut herself in the bathtub if she doesn't place how she wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have to go to that thing next year. Huh. Heh heh. Plans are already spinning in my teacher's head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally in love with the SZS manga art style. It's so cute. I really like the feet and the ears~ The manga's really nice. It's fun to practice japanese with it~ And I could read a few panels with my minimal vocabulary~ The manga seems to use &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;of the girls a lot more. Not &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt;, like, Kafuka, Chiri, Abiru, Nami. I see Kotonon like, three or four times in each book, and Ai Kaga, and the married girl who's always in debt. Even Kino, who I really like now. XD With his weird fashion sense. I don't get what the appeal of Nozomu's sister's back is, though. :? That always confuses me. And she's in like every chapter of the three books I have, practically, so there's always a big picture of her from behind. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a weird little ramble. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Pretty sure...</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T09:15:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T09:15:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I'm going to go to one of my school pizza party things. Just for fun. I'm gonna take one of my friends from dance, who's going to pretend to be my other friend from dance, who actually does go to the school. And, if she's as serious about this as I am, we're cross dressing~ :D I'm totally pumped. Haha. Probably more than I should be. But whatever. It'll be totally fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out something kind of interesting tonight. They've made a Detective Conan movie every year since 1997 till this year. And since it's still February, I'm assuming they'll continue with their tradition. I'm impressed. I really want to watch them, now~ And since there's eleven, it'll surely fill up some time somewhere. I need to buy some more of the manga, soon. I haven't read it in so long.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aranciadiamante:37367</id>
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    <title>Things really are working out</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T08:12:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T08:12:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hm. So, the boy on facebook added the fake one I made, yes? Well, this morning, or yesterday, he messaged it talking about the friends we have in common. Turns out, my friend who showed me him almost set up the boy and the fake facebook. XD But we got it all figured out now. So he added my actual facebook, but nothing's happened yet. I guess he has some other boy he's trying to get together with (but he's in like 8th grade...) and it's kind of not working. So maybe I'll get him. If I don't it wont be much of a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made another piece of paper cake today. The glue smells horrid. Like dead fish and eggs. I'm afraid I'm inhaling poisonous fumes. XD I also made another one of those hats the other day. The brim is a LOT better, it's like, a regular size. And since the fabric is kind of stiff and I flipped the top part inside out, it looks kind of like those cool military hats. I'm happy with everything but the back, which had the same kind of problem as last time. Kind of worse, though, it's pointing now. XD But that's the back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mardi Gras, too. I totally didn't know it was today (tuesday) until like two hours ago. It's my friend's actual birthday today, too.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aranciadiamante:37108</id>
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    <title>WHAT THE HELL. &amp;%$#*@#$%!!</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T02:18:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-22T02:18:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So. Perhaps it's irony. Or some sort of karma. But the other day, I made a fake facebook. Basically, to see if the one boy from earlier would let me see his profile if I was over 18. It didn't... But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had &lt;em&gt;18 friend requests&lt;/em&gt; today alone. I guess half of them are from the studio I actually go to, but I added a lot of the people who actually knew what was going on myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the boy I wanted to see added the fake account himself. DD: Although, I don't know if he was told to by my friend. But if not, whaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I'm just going to add everybody who adds it. But I feel really awkward. :? Eh. The guy who used to go to my studio but flaked every like three weeks added me too, and then he started IMing me right after I added him! I was like, &amp;quot;AAAH!&amp;quot; Cause I had no idea what to say. Luckily my friend was there to help me. @_@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more pictures, though. I picked a random emo boy off google. I might just find the pictures of Sith-Lord-Ali or whatever when she was still pretending to be a boy. But um. I could definitely use more pics if people are gonna think it's real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aranciadiamante:36642</id>
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    <title>おめでとう</title>
    <published>2009-02-21T07:07:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-21T07:07:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's my livejournal's birthday today. Little late in the day, but I made it late in the day too. I may celebrate by making a different one. Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have my friend's birthday party~! Exciting. And then sunday I have rehearsal for the modern dance we're taking to Russia. Also exciting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting weekend~</content>
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    <title>DUUUUUDE</title>
    <published>2009-02-20T22:46:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-20T22:46:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I found THREE VOLUMES of Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei!!! We went to a different halfprice books on accident, cause my mom didn't know I wanted to go to the Redmond one, and she found them in these boxes next to the bookshelf. I almost fainted~ She was like, &amp;quot;I think I made him happy&amp;quot; to the guy standing next to us. Volumes10-12. I was so pumped. I feel REALLY DUMB though, because there were like four boxes stacked on each other, and all the manga seemed to be in the top one, but I didn't check any of the other three... But, there was like at least 15 manga in that top box, and the rest of it was filled with dictionaries/phrase books. So I think there wasn't any other manga in the lower ones... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I got the first volume of Naruto for my friend's birthday tomorrow. Then, we went to the other one after all, and I bought your birthday presents, Jen~ I dunno if you'll want them, though. :? They're DVDs. But I think you'll like what I picked out. And I'm pretty sure you even told me you like the dubs of these, so you wont need subs on your tiny TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep one of them~ GWAH. HAHA. But I shouldn't be greedy. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Underestimation pays off... maybe?</title>
    <published>2009-02-20T07:59:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-20T08:03:10Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I got my acceptance email from SBF today. I get free tuition, which is good. And they even gave me an estimated level: 7/8 men. o_o;; I was expecting the lower level...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I went to the website, and they have only two levels for guys. 6, and 7/8. Why 7 and 8 are together, I don't know. Anyway, I figured since I got in the lowest (of only three, though) level last year in Orland, I'd probably get in the lowest here too. I mean, I'm not very big and manly, so... Eh. I just figured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I'd actually gotten my hopes UP to be in the lower level. The schedule they have, although from last year I think, said that level has partnering&lt;em&gt; every day&lt;/em&gt;, which would be really good for me. Since I'm a weakling who's pretty bad at pas. Plus, it had &lt;em&gt;fencing&lt;/em&gt;. I've always been curious how that actually works. The higher level was still good, though. They had partnering I think four days a week? Which is only one day less. And they get/got Forsythe technique classes, which would suuurely be interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;/lj-embed&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I'm pretty sure they're having a placement class when we get there. So I can either not do so well in that and see if that gets me into the lower level, or just go for it. Which I think I will anyway, since... I dunno. I expect them to rethink it anyway. XD And why not try my hardest? Honestly. I'd be dumb not to. The schedule might have been as last year, too, it could change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I go there, now. Even though my friends from last years program are going to the same program. And want me to go back with them. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tricky facebook</title>
    <published>2009-02-18T04:58:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-18T04:58:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Toumei ningen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tonight was kinda sad. My friend at dance was looking up another one of the girl's ex-boyfriends, who the former thinks was turned gay by the latter. After checking through his photos for like five minutes (so I'd assume he was on her friendslist) we found out he was. And he was pretty cute, so I was like, &amp;quot;I'm gonna add him on facebook~&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I log on.&lt;br /&gt;Go on the girl's profile.&lt;br /&gt;Check through her four page friendslist&lt;br /&gt;And he's not there. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that four times, twice with firefox's search for his first name. Then, I checked the other girl's friendslist. Not there either. I think it's so weird that he just deleted his facebook within minutes of us checking it. But I even went through the history back to his picture page, and it said it &amp;quot;wasn't available currently.&amp;quot; Searching the whole site with his name gets changing results. It's been 78-81 the few times I've tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty annoyed about this whole thing. He's even in the state for god's sake. :/ Aw well. I'll check the history again tomorrow. And their friendslist.</content>
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    <title>Teaching could be fun..</title>
    <published>2009-02-17T06:15:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-17T06:15:54Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">On mondays now, bi-weekly, I'm taking a teaching class with the others in PD. On the other mondays we (who paid for it, along with me who for some reason is exempt from paying) take music class. But to the point, this teaching class is very interesting. We're just starting with the lowest level at the moment, but it's so helpful. It's explaining how to make the combinations, what to watch for and focus on technique-wise, how to deal with the children mentally (because they're like six or seven in level 1), etc. Plus, since she gave us the stretch combinations for them, which are the same for &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;, I can just look at those whenever I want her workout~ And, ya know, basic technique stuff is always good to know (I really need to read a book on ballet sometime..). So, I'm taking super good notes, it's really exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when we actually teach a class we have to have an outline for the class going step by step through every combination, explaining basically everything I said before, along with the type of music, whether it's 4-4/3-4/whatever, and other things. Which is not so fun. @_@ But I'm typing my notes, as opposed to pretty much everyone else, so I think it wont be so bad. Just copy and paste and fluff~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Ups and downs</title>
    <published>2009-02-15T07:55:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-15T07:59:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was okay. Overall good, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the fabric store today, my mom and I. She seems to be in a very crafty mood lately. Must be because of her new sewing machine. She even went to a class today. At the store we found fabric for blankets. I guess she wants to make blankets for the trip to Russia, for me and my friends. I'm okay with it, but I feel a little awkward that she's making my friends things? I dunno. It's nice. But feels weird. &lt;br /&gt;Along with the fabric for those, I got some for some pants. It's the same stuff as for my blanket. I don't know when they'll get made. I have no idea how to use a sewing machine, my mom probably will put off teaching me if I ask her. I might end up asking her tomorrow, though. Unless she has plans, or something. Then it'll just never happen.&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on getting more. But then... My mom did the whole, acting overly surprised thing, and then trying to pass it off as her not being surprised. And I got really bugged, so I didn't end up getting anything else... I got some buttons for the hat, though. Not that they're much use. I wanted to make the hat in black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my last audition of the year today. It was for San Francisco Ballet, as I said before, I think. Went pretty well. I felt good. And the stupid boy who's a foot smaller than me but has super self confidence was there, and I didn't get so intimidated. So that was good. Hope I get in. This is possibly the one I want to go to the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new veoh player is the dumbest thing I've seen in a while. I &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;downloaded it tonight. It's like, a shittier, downgraded version of what they already had. Now you have to download the whole video before you can watch it, again.. And, somehow, or for some reason, when I started the video (albeit in a roundabout way) it started &lt;em&gt;on the internet&lt;/em&gt;. Which brings up the question, &amp;quot;Why did I just waste an hour downloading what I could've been watching an hour ago?&amp;quot; I don't know what their problem is. But they need some consistency with their video player. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;... At least I have a movie to go to bed with. Maybe I'll go curl up with that soon... Paprika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow... I should finish the ninth english assignment. Then whatever else I can, hopefully I'll be done with unit 12. Then, I guess do a unit of history too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>What a way to start the day</title>
    <published>2009-02-14T08:43:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-14T08:43:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well. The other day my friend told me she overheard some girls talking about how one was going to break up with her boyfriend. She wasn't sure if it was for real, but.. I just saw on facebook that they &amp;quot;ended their relationship.&amp;quot; :/ It's weird, because it was a several year relationship. Since before I even got to the dance studio (they're both dancers). Sad. They seemed so good for each other. I guess these things happen, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the guy doesn't stop coming to the studio. I mean. Nah, I doubt he would, really. I'm all thinking, &amp;quot;He only comes for her,&amp;quot; kind of. But no, he doesn't. I don't know if he'll ever bother coming back next year when he goes to college though (he's planning on going somewhere local, last time I heard). Not that I know if he would've anyway. But if he leaves now... Fuck me. I'll be alone with the six foot, alcoholic, nerdy microsoft software-tester guy. And two sixth graders. For boys, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice valentines day this'll be for them~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm doing today. Conditioning at 10, then later I'm going to seattle for my last audition (This place has &lt;em&gt;fencing&lt;/em&gt;~). Otherwise. I'll probably try and get my pictures done... Maybe I'll finish that papercraft cake. And make some of the Moyashimon ones I found. Yes, today should be papercraft day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Dream Job</title>
    <published>2009-02-13T05:44:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-13T05:44:13Z</updated>
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Idol. Obviously. I would have bodyguards, and money, and wouldn't have to deal with people all the time, and could probably grow the bitchy mean attitude that I kind of want right now. Then I could go to Japan, and meet my happy idol friends. And I'd be able to sing. Probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, um. My mom made valentines for like everyone that I know. Without telling me. It's nice and all, and I appreciate it (they're really cute), but... I kinda wish she hadn't. I don't want to give valentines to everyone. If I did, I would've thought of something myself. And I don't want to give them to my &lt;em&gt;teachers&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I need the bitchy mean attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also was watching some Trockadero videos just now. It's a ballet company that's men that do the girl's parts. It sounds good to me, because the girls parts are kind of more fun than the guys ones. Like, I might consider something like that at some point. But I'm thinking they're &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;doing it for comedy. I don't know. I'm sure they want to do the girls parts. But I wouldn't want to be like, &amp;quot;Hey, I'm a man pretending to be a woman. It's irregular and because I'm a clumsy man it's obviously funny!&amp;quot; I'd want to be &amp;quot;I'm a man doing a woman's part and I look AMAZING doing it.&amp;quot; Hm. I don't know if I could deal with the lifts anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I think it's like, a spanish company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Anjuta</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T09:11:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Ahh~ Anjuta is such a pretty looking ballet. And the music is beautiful. I was just looking around for clips on youtube, and it's sooo pretty. I wish I could at least find the music somewhere. I may ask my parents to buy me the DVD... The music reminds me of the background music from Howl's Moving Castle. Really nice and happy.&lt;em&gt; I want to see it so bad nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway done with english class in two days. The next assignment is an art project. So I don't know if I'll get the class done on friday like I'd kind of been anticipating. But hell, I'm already done until like &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting all these random emails from colleges lately. I just realized that it's because of the PSAT test I took earlier. It's a little annoying. Although, it's just a tiny fraction of the 1300+ emails I haven't bothered deleting yet. I think the last time I went through my email I only had like 400... Next time will be a challenge~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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