<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:57:31.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds</title><subtitle type='html'>cellophane flowers of yellow and green,&lt;br&gt;
towering over your head&lt;br&gt;
look for the girl with the sun in her eyes&lt;br&gt;
and she's gone...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>404</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107872109202215275</id><published>2004-03-07T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T23:47:05.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE!!  i won't be updating this blog anymore, so please go to my &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~damerouge"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt;!!  it's much more convenient because you can comment on every post that i make, AND it has pretty graphics.  ^^  SEE YOU THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107872109202215275?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107872109202215275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107872109202215275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107872109202215275' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107620718295158698</id><published>2004-02-07T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T21:28:07.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sad.  and really no one cares to listen to my problems.  my grandfather is severely ill, and i cried this morning when i found out what he was going through.  i just need someone understanding to talk to . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107620718295158698?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107620718295158698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107620718295158698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107620718295158698' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107620500461794923</id><published>2004-02-07T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T20:51:48.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA the funniest thing happened today.  Mom and i were going into Wal-mart, and this lady who was handing out flyers came up to us.  she was advertising the local college (which is slumpy)... and this is how the conversation went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: *points to me*  one day your daughter will need a college education.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: MY daughter is going to art school.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *grin*&lt;br /&gt;Lady: ................................... oh.  good for you.  *pats me on the back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just had to be there.  ANYWAY, i went to Goody's and got 2 pairs of blue jeans (to decorate) and this military-type vest.  nice.  and at Wal-mart, i got some rainbow ribbon and buttons (to sew on one pair of jeans) and some flowers and pearls (to sew onto the other pair) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*watches Mirror live*  RAT TAT TA!!!!  RAT TAT TA!!!!! *shakes fist*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107620500461794923?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107620500461794923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107620500461794923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107620500461794923' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107602764831609307</id><published>2004-02-05T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T19:35:50.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaa.. sorry i haven't posted in a long time, but i like Blogger.  so i'm gonna start posting more often here ... because Blogger is my 'natch.  sooo... HEYO!  *waves while laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks around*  a lot has happened in the last week or so.  but i'm a lazy Shannon, so i really don't feel like talking about it.  um... *looks at her cellphone*  i love my cellphone.  isn't it possible to make voiceposts on my blog with my cellphone?  dude... i so wanna try that!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at pictures of Gackt*  man, i'd like a piece of &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; pie.  .......... ok that was stoopid.  i feel so random.  and FLAKY!! like frosted flakes.  *thinks*  ewww... did anyone else get an image of dandruff??  maybe i'm just weird... or dyslexic... whichever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107602764831609307?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107602764831609307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107602764831609307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107602764831609307' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107525610170448910</id><published>2004-01-27T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T21:16:35.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHOO!  my blog is 2 years old today!  ^^ yippie skippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107525610170448910?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107525610170448910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107525610170448910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107525610170448910' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107472933255722649</id><published>2004-01-21T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T18:56:59.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHOO! dunno how many times i've said this, but I LOVE DRIVING. i feel all responsible and stuffs. um... exercising is painful. *rubs sore arms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum, Dad is gonna be working with this young Japanese guy at the kaolin plant this week. i want to see him &gt;:D *laughs* anyway, Friday is sushi night! YAY! i love sushi. i also love Psycho le Cemu... *dances*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Dad built this new shelf in my room. it's mondo coolies. my room actually looks organized again. finally, a new place to store all my CDs... and i have a &lt;del&gt;million&lt;/del&gt; lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles* mmmm... yellow-lovin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst-- i got a LiveJournal. *&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/damerouge"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;*  it pretty much says the same thing as this, but you can leave comments in reply to my posts if you really have something to say.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107472933255722649?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107472933255722649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107472933255722649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107472933255722649' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107464231184137163</id><published>2004-01-20T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T18:46:37.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love pizza Pringles! ONCE YOU POP YOU CAN'T STOP! Pringles are the best types of chips. they aren't all greasy and gross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went by really fast. i hope the rest of the week does, too. there's not much going on this week really. ...hey! The Perfect Score comes out in 10 days! yay for Leonardo Nam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fiddlesticks, i'm so comtemplative. i want to get 2 of YIIK's albums (both under $10) and the movie Doggy Bag was in! i could buy all of this for less than $10... but then, i want Psycho le Cemu's album... they're so cool! but that's $25. all i have is $60, and i want to save $30 of that to buy Gackt's "Sixth Day" album. what shall i do? YIIK/Doggy Bag or Psycho le Cemu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107464231184137163?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107464231184137163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107464231184137163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107464231184137163' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107456343232055898</id><published>2004-01-19T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T20:52:20.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GACKT WINKY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: how many temples are in thailand&lt;br /&gt;Me: gackt winky&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: sorry..the correct answer was 27000&lt;br /&gt;Me: DAMMIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107456343232055898?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107456343232055898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107456343232055898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107456343232055898' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107436765776973585</id><published>2004-01-17T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T14:29:00.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss Simwise!!  SIMWISE!! you must give me your address out in Kansas so i can mail you your Xmas present.  *hugs*  ...well, anyway, i just got back from Kayla's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandparents are coming over soon.  wahoo.  actually, they're pretty cool... um.  i'm really bored.  *looks around*  i guess i'll watch some PGSM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107436765776973585?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107436765776973585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107436765776973585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107436765776973585' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107420426593324505</id><published>2004-01-15T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T17:32:56.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHOO! I LOVE DRIVING!!!!  it's so fun!  yet i have not exactly figured out backing up yet.. haha, i almost rammed a tree today and was driving all over the yard.  driving is fun!  i was freaking Logan out by driving like Gackt does in Moon Child... ("You're going too fast!"  "That's what cars are for!")  and then i saw this dog with this HUGE tumor on its stomach.  gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Kayla's birthday is tomorrow.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAYLA!  umm... and then my grandparents from B'ham are coming over Saturday... Bob is probably gonna make me drive him around and teach me all the stuff about driving.  and then i'm gonna ask Marty to show me the basics of sewing.  wahoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVE ACTION SAILOR MOON IS DAMN GOOD!!  i feel an addiction coming... the guy who plays Tuxedo Kamen is so... ohhh... ITS GREAT!!  except the fighting scenes are cheesey... and alot like Power Rangers... but hey! ITS SO FUN OTHERWISE!!!!!! MOON PRISM POWER MAKEUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107420426593324505?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107420426593324505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107420426593324505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107420426593324505' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107411969381580330</id><published>2004-01-14T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T17:36:13.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I PASSED MY LEARNER'S PERMIT TEST!! *jumps* man, i was about to have a heartattack, because if i had missed one more question i would have failed!  but anyways, I PASSED! WAHOO!!  although it says "driver's license"... is it supposed to say that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107411969381580330?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107411969381580330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107411969381580330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107411969381580330' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107402831564999036</id><published>2004-01-13T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T16:13:15.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i WAS gonna take my learner's permit test today, but it turns out i didn't have all the required paperwork.  well damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107402831564999036?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107402831564999036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107402831564999036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107402831564999036' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107396227780168231</id><published>2004-01-12T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T21:52:35.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ummm... *looks around* i just finished studing for my driving test.  hopefully Dad will take me to see the stupid thing tomorrow.  WISH ME LUCK!  today Logan let me drive home (i don't even have my permit)... it was CRAZY!  i had to turn the car around and i was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today Abbie had this coolio button on her bookbag.  and since it was just so mondo cool, i had to get some buttons, too.  i made Logan take me to Wal-mart to buy some.  aaand so far, i've made a Gackt, Hyde, and Yuichi one.  NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmmmm bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107396227780168231?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107396227780168231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107396227780168231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107396227780168231' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107379750031197613</id><published>2004-01-10T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T00:06:17.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like i'm about to cry.  a friend of Gackt's died, and Gackt wrote this entry in his online diary about it... its terribly sad..  anyone who knows me knows i get broken up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brighter side, i did have a good time tonight.  Big Fish was a good movie, i recommend it.  sadly, the fish was more of a catfish and i was hoping it would look like something from Moon Child... haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta see The Perfect Score when it comes out.  why, you ask?  Leonardo Nam!  the asian guy!  Abbie and i watched the trailer like 5 times at her house today... i must see it.  Leonardo Nam is too cute; he's like some sort of pothead or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107379750031197613?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107379750031197613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107379750031197613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107379750031197613' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107376205756308274</id><published>2004-01-10T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T14:15:33.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right now, i am at Abbie's house.   uhhhh, yeah.  we saw Leon last night, and we even waved crazily at him this time, but he didn't even notice us.  but HEY!  that's cool, that's cool.  *looks around Abbie's room*  LOTR was good for a 3rd time, but it was hard to be serious with Blake sitting next to me making comments about the movie, so i just made cracks about nakie Gandalf most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo ya, i'm waiting to take a shower.  because Abbie is forcing me to go see Big Fish tonight with some other people i'm not too familiar with.  umm... my cellphone isn't working, and i hope the battery is dead and something actually isn't wrong with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhmmmm.... i am sleepy.  and i want a cute asian guy to hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107376205756308274?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107376205756308274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107376205756308274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107376205756308274' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107360470071502611</id><published>2004-01-08T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T18:32:54.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYO! yeahyeahyeah.  i got report cards back today!  and i also just made it on to the Merit List (with a 90.2, haha)! woohoo!  anyway, i am so happy with my Algebra II semester average, which is a 88.  YAY!  hey, does this mean i finally get into Senior Beta now?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want someone to call me on my cellphone.  so i can be all, "HEY! what's up? i'm talking on my cellphone!"  ... yes.  i feel like breakdancing.  except i don't know how... well, that was a touch irrelevant... i am listening to "Sandstorm", the greatest techno song of all time.  though, "Genesis of Next" is r0xx0rs, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, i am going over to Abbie's house tomorrow.  GAH Abbie's house... it smells like potato salad... or maybe that's just some sort of psychological thing.  the first time i was in Abbie's house her mom hugged me and got potato salad on me.  yeah.  so, i'm going to go see LOTR with Abbie, Sarah, Lindsey, and Blake tomorrow.  w00t!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like playing some Dynasty Warriors 4... that game is so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107360470071502611?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107360470071502611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107360470071502611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107360470071502611' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107352025919507378</id><published>2004-01-07T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T19:07:21.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA, after making corrections and such, i have a 86 on my Algebra exam!  YAY!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, not much to say...  this friday Abbie, Sarah, Lindsey, and i are going to see Return of the King at the theater here.  i've said this before, but the best part about that theater is that it's right across the street from Leon's shop!! ^^ so why we're waiting for the movie, we can sit outside and stare across the street.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... not much going on around here.  err, i'm gonna start doing 100 crunches a day, starting today.  i wonder how long i can keep that up &gt;&gt;;;  hmmm.... i better finish up my Algebra homework... i actually listened today and now i completely understand everything... gotta stop drawing in that class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... Akira Kagimoto is the same age as me.  isn't that freaky?  usually hott famouse Japanese guys are like 10 years older than me.  NICE!! though the band (or boyband, rather) doesn't have that great of music.  well, i take that back... some of its not too bad. :0  reminds me of some sort of anime music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahHAHAHAHhahaHAHAHHAhahhaaaaaa...... &lt;font size=3&gt;pubes&lt;/font&gt;   *gets pimpslapped by Abbie*  .........AHHAHAhahahahhahahhhhhhhaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107352025919507378?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107352025919507378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107352025919507378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107352025919507378' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107342862283123364</id><published>2004-01-06T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T17:55:22.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came home and something made me mad.  a certain person can go to hell for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yeah.  anyways, i passed my Algebra exam with a 70!!  and she's letting us correct stuff and we're getting back partial credit, so that means i'll have a 84 or something!  ^^ YAY!  and yeah, i have a 85 average in Phys. Science, hey, only 10 people passed, i was one of them!!  ok shannon enough bragging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="9"&gt;PUBIC LICE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!  i am so immature.  we just started Health and i'm already laughing my head off and giggling at the pictures in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107342862283123364?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107342862283123364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107342862283123364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107342862283123364' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107334627156283876</id><published>2004-01-05T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T18:45:42.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES! my hair is dark brown and i love it.  also, we're gonna start angling my bangs downward.  so right now half of my bangs cover my eye and the other half is above my other eye. w00t!  it might sound funky but it looks cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ja!!  Gackt's PBIV came today.  :D oh man it is the r0xx0rs.  though very expensive.. but hey!  the "Calendar Shoot in LA" clip is priceless.  Gackt does all these funny little dances.. man oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, Xmas holidays are over.  NOOOOOOO!  *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107334627156283876?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107334627156283876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107334627156283876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107334627156283876' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107327453836749060</id><published>2004-01-04T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T22:50:08.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today will be the last day of Xmas holidays for me to stay up late... but then again i'll be able to do that this Friday... but still.  i don't wanna go back to school!! *clings to you (THE READER!!)*  DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME!!  they'll never take me alive!!  *jumps out of her window*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yeah, so i get my hair dyed a different color tomorrow.  dark brown!  i've had so many hair colors in the last 2 years.  let's recap.  keep in mind my original hair color is a dusty blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2002 - wierd platinum blonde highlights in dusty blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;September 2002 - golden blonde highlights added&lt;br /&gt;November 2002 - dark red (crimson) streaks added&lt;br /&gt;December 2002 - my hair is completely dyed orange (kinda strawberry blonde)&lt;br /&gt;April 2003 - my hair was dyed crimson red (so pretty it was)&lt;br /&gt;October 2003 - hair dyed brown, and black on the tips and underneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that's my hair color now, but its faded to a kinda funky brown orange.  SO YES! tomorrow Shannon will have dark brown hair.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight.  JU-ON scared me.  Fatal Frame 2 and JU-ON DO NOT mix.  "Mio, don't leave me... you made a promise.... JKjioJUIjIOJLIUJmlkjkljio;JAUIDGB"  haha i think only Abbie and Logan know what i'm talking about.  dammit, i keep thinking of scary things that creep me out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107327453836749060?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107327453836749060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107327453836749060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107327453836749060' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107319022472556571</id><published>2004-01-03T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T23:24:54.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes Abbie here now.  and she is reading my stupid 17 magazine.  hey that rhymes.  haha i'm so funny.  Abbie just asked if i was racist.  ok maybe she wasn't talking to me.  now Abbie is mocking Hilary Dufffffff.  what's the point of glitter deodorant??  now she is taking a quiz to find out if she is "TOO SEXY??".  i got the answer "just sexy enough" Wooooo!  Abbie is "just barely sexy".  poor Abbie you unsexy bitch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yA so anyway i was out of tampons.  yeeeeahH.  and Abbie had to lend me one.  why am i talking about this?  anyway, IT WAS HUGE!  i mean it was like MONSTER TAMPON! it wAS like a HOTDOG!!!! i was so confused.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes...... so now Abbie is reading up on how to resolve her sex dilemmas.  Abbie, her is my advice to you: get a haircut and a job.  or a hott asian guy.  hey its all good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie is now giving me the cold shoulder.  I HATE YOU BITCH!!!!  Abbie is so ghetto.  Abbie: "I shop at K-mart, dats just how ghetto i be."  tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie like her christmas present.  it was an Alucard (from Hellsing) action figure.  i reckon she likes it because she's MOLESTING it right now.  GAH ABBIE CHILL OUT!!!  now she is making him fly around the room.  Abbie thinks nakie Gandalf is hott.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107319022472556571?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107319022472556571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107319022472556571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107319022472556571' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107316565999017499</id><published>2004-01-03T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T16:35:29.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY SUSHI NIGHT!  mmm.. my Dad makes really good sushi.  Abbie is coming over around 5, and i must give her her presents.  though, Abbie, are you spending the night?  I don't know...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my Dad hung my big oriental orange ball lamp thing in my room.  its very pretty!  i don't really have much to talk about...  *looks around*  ya nothing much is going on around here.  school starts again Tuesday.  I DON'T WANNA GO BACK!!  well, i'll be fine, i just DON'T want to see what i made on my Algebra exam.  fiddlesticks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i am looking at this poster of Gackt on my wall.  is he wearing like some sort of Elton John tie??  looks like something Elton John would wear.  oh Gackt, you crack me up.  Gackt can look good in anything, even a big clown suit.  HAHAaohh clowns.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks down at her cellphone*  i love my cellphone.  me and Mr. Cellphone should get married.  right now my phone is displaying a message saying "I Love Gackt!"  ohh phone, you and i agree on so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am just rambling.  PSSHWA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107316565999017499?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107316565999017499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107316565999017499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107316565999017499' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107298471920155541</id><published>2004-01-01T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T14:19:46.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want a new template for the new year.  but all of Blogger's premade templates are too generic and boring.  anybody willing to help me?  if you know your HTML and would like to help me spiff up my blog please IM me or something.  (AIM: Gacktoholic)  i'll draw you a pretty picture in return! ^^;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107298471920155541?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107298471920155541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107298471920155541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107298471920155541' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107297723681075046</id><published>2004-01-01T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T12:15:04.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 2004 everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W00T!  i just started my period today!  isn't that... special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm demented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107297723681075046?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107297723681075046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107297723681075046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107297723681075046' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107292730189449993</id><published>2003-12-31T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T22:22:48.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOODNESS!  if you get Seventeen magazine, and you have gotten the February 2004 issue, LOOK ON PAGE 74 RIGHT NOW!  there's a picture of a Japanese girl holding up a picture of a J-rock band (Hanamuke).  WHAT THE FUCK?  why is this in Seventeen?  the person interviewing the girl is an IDIOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What else is in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;A: Photos of my favorite band.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Who are they?&lt;br /&gt;A: Hanamuke, a visual key band.&lt;br /&gt;Q: What guys are your type?&lt;br /&gt;A: Like him. [points to guitarist]&lt;br /&gt;Q: He's scary!&lt;br /&gt;A: No, I think he is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy in the picture looks like Kyo.  i think he's cool too.  I HATE THE NEW EDITOR OF SEVENTEEN.  i hope she dies.  poor Japanese girls.. its like these stupid Americans are mocking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, the Japanese girl did say this about American girls: "[They are] very cool.  Tall.  Adult-looking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107292730189449993?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107292730189449993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107292730189449993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107292730189449993' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107291368774809943</id><published>2003-12-31T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T18:35:54.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo!  today Logan, Trey, and i went to see Return of the King again.  i cried &lt;b&gt;a lot&lt;/b&gt; more this time, since i was able to take everything in.  i really broke up when Theoden died.  Eowyn and Faramir are now my favorites.  they're both just awesome.  Liv Tyler is so pretty!  her dresses were really pretty, too.. i want the red and navy one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya... so i'm just hanging out.  i caved in and ordered Gackt's Plat Box IV.  the silly thing cost me $60.  it comes with the Gackt playing cards (fun!!) and some clips of Gackt in LA and some other misc stuff.  Gackt needs to stop going to LA and NYC and needs to come to Atlanta.  Atlanta is cool too, Gackt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hit the jackpot of Doggy Bag images.  D-BAG is a band consisting of two brothers Yuichi and Koji, and boy, are they hott!  Abbie and i wish they would move here, *Wang Leehom voice* it'd be PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i'll be spending New Years Eve by myself...  *puts on a party hat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107291368774809943?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107291368774809943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107291368774809943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107291368774809943' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107282691379899822</id><published>2003-12-30T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T18:29:39.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH I JUST FOUND THE CUTEST PICTURES OF GACKT EVAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;EM&gt;EVAR!!!!!!!!!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107282691379899822?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107282691379899822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107282691379899822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107282691379899822' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107257607975339228</id><published>2003-12-27T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T20:50:08.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*flips through Weekly Oricon*  OOH! this magazine is 121 pages of SEXYNESS!  uwaaa~ Gackt, Hyde, GLAY, some other guys i don't know... it's FABULOUS! this magazine is going to come apart.  and its going up on my walls.  ^^ chu! *kisses the magazine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so here's what i got for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crescent (gackt)&lt;br /&gt;- Open Your Eyes (kim kyung ho)&lt;br /&gt;- BEST BAG (doggy bag)&lt;br /&gt;- kisou (Dir en grey)&lt;br /&gt;- 666 (HYDE)&lt;br /&gt;- new bedsheets (GREEN AND SILKY!)&lt;br /&gt;- big orange paper lamp&lt;br /&gt;- clothes&lt;br /&gt;- flower clock&lt;br /&gt;- Ein plush&lt;br /&gt;- Weekly Oricon&lt;br /&gt;- $175&lt;br /&gt;- dark brown cashmere (sp??) gloves&lt;br /&gt;- candles&lt;br /&gt;- JU-ON: The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;- Pirates of the Carribbean&lt;br /&gt;- socks, undies (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JU-ON.  SCARY, SCARY MOVIE!! i watched it by myself.  oh goodness.  THE NOISE THE NOISE!! *freaks out and puts newspaper all over her windows*  their staring in at me... AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!  i can't hide under my bedsheets because SHE'LL COME UNDER THERE TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... sorry.  Erin and Adam were both freaked out by it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! so i saw ROTK.  not bad.  i cried twice, when Frodo told Sam to go back home, and at the end where Frodo was leaving.  though i found it hard to keep serious a few times.  like Frodo in the bird mask helmet thing. HEHEhehehhahhoho.  and the part where Frodo wakes up and Gandalf is standing there and Gandalf starts laughing maniacally.  then everyone starts walking in with stange expressions on their faces.  it was like some sort of kinky orgy thing!! yes i should grow up.  good movie though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad wants to go down to Savannah tomorrow to go hiking on Cumberland Island or something.  why?  the world will never know.  ummm yes.  Cumberland Island is pretty, and easy hiking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE KIM KYUNG HO!!! he is boss.  in the little lyric book that came in the CD case, there were so many cute pictures of him joking around.  nice smile!  and in the Doggy Bag lyric book... oh my goodness.  SEXYNESS!  HYDE looks very "rock and roll grunge".  ..and Gackt is just great!  i am hyper.  i want some hot cocoa.  WITH MARSHMALLOWS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody get online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107257607975339228?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107257607975339228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107257607975339228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107257607975339228' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107245771874153082</id><published>2003-12-26T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T11:56:19.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas was great!  i got a ton of stuff.  ^^ can't wait to get back home though.  i want to give Abbie her present, probably because i think the present i got her is funny and just want to see her reaction.  anyways, Mom and i are leaving Birmingham today, and going over to Anniston to se my other grandparents.  we'll be back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i saw ROTK last night!  good stuff, probably one of the best movies ever created.  though Moon Child remains my favorite.  i mean, come on, Moon Child was my favorite before i even saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin's about to leave.  gotta tell her bye. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107245771874153082?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107245771874153082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107245771874153082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107245771874153082' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107228297069360463</id><published>2003-12-24T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T11:24:43.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee!  i'm at my Grandparents' house in Birmingham.  yesterday Mom, Logan, and i went to Empire Comics (the southeast's biggest anime retailer).  i got Abbie the perfect gift... well, i thought she'd like it.  ^^  and i got Simwise something which should be pleasing.  AND WOW!  i was looking through their CDs and i found... A DIR EN GREY CD!  i bought it, of course.  i also found this Ein plushie (the dog from Cowboy Bebop) which i had to have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, so Erin, Adam, Logan, and i are going to go shopping later today.  tonight we have church services and stuff.  and tomorrow... IS CHRISTMAS!  its gonna be fabulous.  i get to open all my boss gifts, and then later, WE GET TO SEE ROTK! yay!  yes we are seeing it on Christmas.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this morning my Dad gave me an early Christmas present.  a cellphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya anyways i gotta go.  BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107228297069360463?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107228297069360463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107228297069360463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107228297069360463' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107215068633884853</id><published>2003-12-22T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T22:39:04.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i'm leaving around 7 AM in the morning.  MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!  i may post some while at my grandparents' house, so check back. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107215068633884853?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107215068633884853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107215068633884853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107215068633884853' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107213010982371966</id><published>2003-12-22T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T16:56:06.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had much fun making greetings so i decided to make one for L-chan and Simwise! my two beloved buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://veepers01.budlight.com/service/RetrieveCard?id=6513E99A-34C7-11D8-A75F-E3635E514682"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; is for L-chan (from me and Gackto-san)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://veepers01.budlight.com/service/RetrieveCard?id=65DA06A0-34C9-11D8-A75F-E3635E514682"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; is for Simwise (since i know you love Kyo muchly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas you two. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107213010982371966?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107213010982371966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107213010982371966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107213010982371966' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107212551078197652</id><published>2003-12-22T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T15:39:28.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How to be a pain at Return Of The King&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stand up halfway through the movie and yell loudly, "Wait... where the hell is Harry Potter?"&lt;br /&gt;2. Block the entrance to the theater while screaming: "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"&lt;br /&gt;- After the movie, say "Lucas could have done it better."&lt;br /&gt;3. At some point during the movie, stand up and shout: "I must go! Middle Earth needs me!" and run and try to jump into the screen. After bouncing off, return quietly to your seat.&lt;br /&gt;4. Play a drinking game where you have to take a sip every time someone says: "The Ring."&lt;br /&gt;5. Point and laugh whenever someone dies.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ask the nearest ring-nut if he thinks Gandalf went to Hogwarts&lt;br /&gt;7. Finish off every one of Elrond's lines with "Mr. Anderson."&lt;br /&gt;8. When Aragorn is crowned king, stand up and at the top of your lungs sing, "And I did it.... MY way...!"&lt;br /&gt;9. At the end, complain that Gollum was offensive to Ethiopians&lt;br /&gt;10. Talk like Gollum all through the movie. At the end, bite off someone's finger and fall down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;11. When Shelob appears, pinch the guy in front of you on the back of the neck.&lt;br /&gt;12. Dress up as old ladies and reenact "The Battle of Helms Deep" Monty Python style.&lt;br /&gt;13. When Denethor lights the fire, shout "Barbecue!"&lt;br /&gt;14. Ask people around you who they think is the next "Terminator" sent from the Middle Earth of the future to assassinate Frodo Baggins&lt;br /&gt;15. In TTT when the Ents decide to march to war, stand up and shout "RUN FOREST, RUN!"&lt;br /&gt;16. Every time someone kills an Orc, yell: "That's what I'm Tolkien about!" See how long it takes before you get kicked out of the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;17. During a wide shot of a battle, inquire, "Where's Waldo?"&lt;br /&gt;18. Talk loudly about how you heard that there is a single frame of a nude Elf hidden somewhere in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;19. Start an Orc sing-a-long.&lt;br /&gt;20. Come to the premiere dressed as Frankenfurter and wander around looking terribly confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i got these from &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/elise_maxwell/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107212551078197652?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107212551078197652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107212551078197652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107212551078197652' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107211047664706381</id><published>2003-12-22T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T11:29:14.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i just want to punch people in the face and say, "STOP TALKING LIKE ME!"  i'm gonna start using new words and see how long it takes before other people start using them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man oh man!  i can't wait to go to Birmingham tomorrow.  i get to go see Erin and Adam, and everyone else over there.  Erin and Adam are so fun.  we get to go see &lt;i&gt;Return of the King&lt;/i&gt; this friday at this boss theater.  yay for bleacher seats!  and it's become out tradition in the last 2 years to go to Macaroni Grill after seeing the movie.  mmmm BBQ pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three days until Christmas!  *claps*  i know mostly what i'm getting though... its ok though, i don't need to be surprised to be happy.  *laughs*  i had this great dream last night.  i dreamt i was at AWA10 and those 2 hott asian guys from &lt;i&gt;The Tempest&lt;/i&gt; were there.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sings "The Other Side" by Hyde*  i love this song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, i gotta read my Driver's Manual.  *hugs everyone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107211047664706381?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107211047664706381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107211047664706381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107211047664706381' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107196986334141591</id><published>2003-12-20T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T20:25:19.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS SIMWISE! COME BACK FROM KANSAS, SIMWISE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107196986334141591?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107196986334141591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107196986334141591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107196986334141591' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107196194732851412</id><published>2003-12-20T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T18:13:23.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. best friend EVER?: SIMONE! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;2. female friends?: Simone, Sarah, Lindsey, Kayla, Abbie&lt;br /&gt;3. male friends?: Rich, Blake, Trey&lt;br /&gt;4. online friends?: L-chan!, Yuki, Mika&lt;br /&gt;5. who knows you best?: Simone&lt;br /&gt;6. who can you tell anything?: Simone, Abbie&lt;br /&gt;7. ever get annoyed of your friends?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107196194732851412?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107196194732851412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107196194732851412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107196194732851412' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107195802292974399</id><published>2003-12-20T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T17:07:58.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!! CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYS!! *jumps for joy*  time to relax and i don't have to worry about school for two whole weeks!  Christmas is only five days away. *cheers*  J-rock fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i had fun with the people.  last night, Sarah, Lindsey, Abbie, and i watched Moon Child (MY FAVORITE MOVIE!!).  and Lindsey, Abbie, and i watched The Exorcist (Sarah had a headache and went to sleep).  my dad thinks that movie is the scariest movie ever, and i admit it did have some freaky parts ("help me" written on the girl's stomach).  but otherwise i found it funny ("MOTHER MOTHER MAKE IT STOP!!!).  the little subliminal messages were pretty creepy, i counted 7.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey, Sarah and i were playing Mario Party and it was HILARIOUS.  we were playing this game called Crazy Cutter, where you have to trace this picture.  ah, good times.  Lindsey was so confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH!!! on the way to Wal-Mart today i got to see LEON!! hottie man!! *spaz*  YAY! tonight my dad is making sushi.  I LOVE WHEN HE MAKES SUSHI! IT IS YUM!!  mmmm sushi.  all these crazy people are coming over tonight.  i will most likely be antisocial and stay hidden in my room.  they'll probably get drunk or something *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i'm full of Gackt-love, and it makes me all warm inside.... if you catch my drift.&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: i DON'T want to catch that drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107195802292974399?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107195802292974399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107195802292974399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107195802292974399' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107180571796136048</id><published>2003-12-18T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T22:49:31.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! Sarah, Lindsey, and Abbie are coming over tomorrow.  how fun ya?  its like a bag of funyuns! mmmm funyuns... i wish i had some funyuns right now.  funyuns remind me of a long time ago in a galaxy far far away when i used to play the piano.  i miss playing the piano, it was fun.  and if i hadn't quit playing piano i might be able to play "regret" or "blue".  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i got really off subject.  anyway, the people are coming over.  and um... yeah.  i think i bombed my Algebra II exam today.  i started panicking and couldn't think.  that was the hardest thing i've ever in done in my life.  uhhh on the brighter side, i made a 93 in Geography and 90 in French.  i feel pretty good about Lit/English.  i think i'll do well on Science tomorrow, and Public Speaking will not be hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going through my yearbook from last year and was reading all the funny things people wrote.  like Ross randomly started talking about honeybuns.  and Jacob mentioned our hit list.  and Tom's crazy little scavenger hunt thingie.  good times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sits in the corner gnawing on a HUGE pretzel*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107180571796136048?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107180571796136048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107180571796136048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107180571796136048' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107171882797212686</id><published>2003-12-17T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T22:41:20.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Happy Song: "Orenji no Taiyou" Gackt&lt;br /&gt;My Depressed Song: "Far Off Dawn" Tooi Yaoke&lt;br /&gt;My Angry Song: "When I am Queen" Jack Off Jill&lt;br /&gt;My Bouncy Song: "Lovin' It" Namie Amuro&lt;br /&gt;My Sympathetic Song: "Rain" Gackt&lt;br /&gt;My Everyday Song: "Raven" Do As Infinity&lt;br /&gt;My Moody Song: "Lust for Blood" Gackt&lt;br /&gt;My Romantic Song: "Come What May" Ewan McGregor &amp; Nicole Kidman&lt;br /&gt;My All or Nothing Song: "Brightness and Darkness" Ana Une&lt;br /&gt;My Rebellious Song: "Obscure" Dir en grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Most Played: "The Real Folk Blues" Yoko Kanno&lt;br /&gt;Song Wanted To Play More: "Kagero" Chachamaru feat. Gackt&lt;br /&gt;Song Couldn't Live Without: "Mizerable" Gackt (my first Gackt song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song that you like but others don't: "Another World" Gackt (THIS IS SONG IS FUN!)&lt;br /&gt;Song that you don't like but others do: uhhh crappy music?&lt;br /&gt;Song you're listening to right now: "Words of Love" HYDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107171882797212686?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107171882797212686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107171882797212686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107171882797212686' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107171546388604331</id><published>2003-12-17T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T21:45:16.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SWEAR THE MAID PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO KILL ME!!! my bathroom was like COVERED in chlorine smell.  it was like, "WHAT THE FUDGE?!?" so i opened some windows.  ...now i feel like blogging in French!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nous avons pris des essais très longs.  j'ai fini tôt.  ainsi j'ai rêvé de Leon.  Leon est très beau.  mais je préfère Gackt n'importe quel jour! pourquoi pas tous les deux ? ^^  *soupir*  OH Gackt! ma chéri! je suis si idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of that.  *hops into the shower*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107171546388604331?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107171546388604331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107171546388604331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107171546388604331' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107162143284660086</id><published>2003-12-16T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T19:38:04.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah the simple mind of Shannon... hott foreign guys and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what are some famous things youd see in venice&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: gondollas...bridges...waterways...art museums...&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: pillars&lt;br /&gt;Me: possibly hott italian guys&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: possibly...&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: they'd smell like fish though&lt;br /&gt;Me: aw&lt;br /&gt;Me: what if the fish were made of cologne&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: it depends on what cologne the fish were made of&lt;br /&gt;Me: nice smelling cologne&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: then...okay&lt;br /&gt;Me: damn... i love how my feet smell&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: um....yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107162143284660086?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107162143284660086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107162143284660086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107162143284660086' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107153519585645314</id><published>2003-12-15T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T19:40:46.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi ho! i finally got my hair cut, thank God! i was CRAZY all day today because i didn't get any sleep the night before aaaannnd my brain separated or something.  woah run-on sentence.  anyway, i founded the CUTEST clip of Gackt where he speaks PERFECT ENGLISH!! it's GREAT!!! he mostly says, "uhh.. i'm a little bit tired." and i kept bothering Lindsey today by telling her i was a little bit tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have found the caucasian bishonen man! uwa~! of course, since i don't like sharing my things, i will keep his name confidential.  *dances to Emu~for my dear~* i can't wait for THE SIXTH DAY!!! that's gonna r0xx0rs!! in fact, i can't wait for CHRISTMAS!!!! *dances* and ROTK!!! ah this is fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much would YOU pay for a man-whore?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107153519585645314?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107153519585645314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107153519585645314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107153519585645314' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107144521306528924</id><published>2003-12-14T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T18:41:02.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know, my next cosplay project is going to be some character from Dynasty Warriors.  i have been seriously fancying those costumes.  i'd either be Da Qiao, Yue Ying,... or some other officer because i love them all to death.  i mean, come on, Da Qiao's costume is the cutest thing EVAR, and Yue Ying is just r0xx0rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i was Da Qiao/Yue Ying i would so make a hott asian/asian look-a-like dress up as Sun Ce/Zhuge Liang.  MUAHAHHAHAHA!! that would be so neat. and fabulous.  Sun Ce is hott, he is working that goat beard chin triangle.  and Zhuge Liang... eh.  i'd rather have Zhang He... or Lu Xun........ or Sima Yi..... or Zhou Yu..... or Zhao Yun... or Lu Meng.... or Jiang Wei...... MAN OH MAN WHY NOT ALL OF THEM!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107144521306528924?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107144521306528924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107144521306528924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107144521306528924' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107141805507118445</id><published>2003-12-14T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T11:08:24.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE CAUGHT SADDAM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pops a bottle of champagne*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107141805507118445?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107141805507118445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107141805507118445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107141805507118445' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107133713469384197</id><published>2003-12-13T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T12:39:43.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhhhhhhh Bujingaii~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107133713469384197?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107133713469384197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107133713469384197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107133713469384197' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107126451265403109</id><published>2003-12-12T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T16:29:20.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOODY GUMDROPS!!!!! it's friday! you know a good movie i haven't seen in a long time?  THE SECRET OF NIMH.  i'm about to watch it right now.  you know, it's a pretty dark animated movie.  i remember watching it when i was a kid and being scared by it.  it's like one of my favorite animated movies though (even though its like 20 years old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie got her Dir en grey calendar! and she kindly gave the one poster with Kaoru on it. ^^ spank you. SPANK YOU GOOD!! ok well the movie is done rewinding. BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107126451265403109?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107126451265403109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107126451265403109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107126451265403109' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107102677638540587</id><published>2003-12-09T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T22:29:11.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH!!!!! Gackt's new version of December Love Song is ........eh!!! NEVER SING IN CHINESE AGAIN, GACKT!!! it sounds like he's singing backwards AND ITS WORKING ITS WEIRDNESS ON ME, MAN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok......... now Leehom and Gackt are just making strange sounds and doing CRAZY things with their voices. ("HEY! HEY!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107102677638540587?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107102677638540587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107102677638540587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107102677638540587' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107102206018027600</id><published>2003-12-09T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T21:08:25.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KISS ME I'M IRISH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107102206018027600?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107102206018027600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107102206018027600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107102206018027600' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107101602304921010</id><published>2003-12-09T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:27:47.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my bangs really really really need a trimming.  they come down over my eyes and i look like a sheepdog.  i also want my hair dyed again, possibly a darker color so it will stay in longer.  i really need to do that anyways, because for my semester speech topic i chose "how to dye your hair".  nifty, yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAGH!! semester exams are next week, and i am completely stressed out.  i won't be relaxed again until i know i have 'A's in all in my classes and a 'B' in Algebra II.  i asked my Algebra teacher for some extra credit problems today, and she said she would give me some practice problems, and maybe give me credit for them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smell pasta... yumm.  today in Journalism Ryan was acting like an idiot and wrote me this funny note..&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Shannon (Irena),  You are nice, but.. you are stupid.  Think of better ideas.  Don't be so stupid.  Love, Ryan".  i dunno why i found it so funny. haha.  then Logan crushed my foot with a desk and now there is a dent in my shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dinner time ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107101602304921010?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107101602304921010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107101602304921010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107101602304921010' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107093382682116068</id><published>2003-12-08T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T20:37:50.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel a touch better about my schoolwork.  i told Mom i was having a lot of trouble in Algebra II, and she told me she'd help me practice.  that's the only thing i have trouble with, i have have a "B" in two other classes, but i can bring those up easily.  otherwise i have an "A" in my other 3 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today Abbie and her mom took me with them to Goody's after school.  Abbie got these cool jeans with little faux pearls hanging off of them.  i want to try something to that effect with my jeans, or hang some sort of gaudy tacky jewelery off them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Simwise is in Kansas, i thought she was dead! i was getting worried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107093382682116068?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107093382682116068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107093382682116068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107093382682116068' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107083946460926631</id><published>2003-12-07T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T18:25:07.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH, i had to write 2 papers today, and now i am currently on my second one.  this is torture!  i need someone to sit here and hit me with a newspaper every time i get distracted from writing my paper.  like now.  *sits and tries to keep from exploding*  JUST ONE MORE PARAGRAPH!!!  and after this, i have to draw the cover for the school newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't feel good about school tomorrow.  i seriously need to pay more attention to my schoolwork.  i think i failed this Geography quiz the other day.  and there's this Algebra quiz tomorrow and i have no idea what it's over or how to do it... and i'm so damn confused... gah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'd write about another Leon sighting.... but i'm not feeling up to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107083946460926631?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107083946460926631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107083946460926631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107083946460926631' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107050637804783219</id><published>2003-12-03T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T21:53:37.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom and i were decorating the Christmas tree, and somewhere in our conversation she said, "That's why I like you so much, because you're different.  You're not like anyone else I know, that's my special baby."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw... i'm... special...&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107050637804783219?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107050637804783219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107050637804783219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107050637804783219' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107049518941134191</id><published>2003-12-03T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T18:48:45.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! &lt;a href="http://mylifetragedy.blogspot.com"&gt;Trey&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://darkprotagonist.blogspot.com"&gt;Abbie &lt;/a&gt;filled out the little thing about me!! you can go read what they said at their blogs!  Abbie thinks i wouldn't hurt a fly, and Trey thinks i could kill someone.  i guess we'll never know what EXACTLY is going on in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107049518941134191?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107049518941134191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107049518941134191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107049518941134191' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107041415256087716</id><published>2003-12-02T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T20:16:30.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something that you'll all fill out if you love me... i'm just joshing, you don't have to fill it out, but i'd really appreciate it if you would... pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Am I lovable?&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;4. When and how did we first meet?&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you think I'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;9. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;11. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;12. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;13. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;14. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you think I could kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;17. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107041415256087716?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107041415256087716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107041415256087716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107041415256087716' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107039990658161515</id><published>2003-12-02T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T16:19:04.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAN i just realized all the grammar mistakes in my last post (not the intentioned ones, mind you).  i think i'm becoming dumber.  my brain is deteriorating!  *sniffs a permanent marker*  ah man.... that's good stuff.  my brain recently took a vacation.  to quote Homer Simpson: "you can stay, but i'm leaving." *brain floats out of body*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was... hyper.  though i really feel like i'm putting off my schoolwork...  its gotten to the point to where i struggle to finish my homework in the class before its due.  yeah, i can finish it, but it takes up a lot of my time.  i really need to start using all this free time when i get home.  i guess i'm just making up for all that time that play practice took! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i CANNOT wait for Christmas!! i just wanna be able to rip all my CDs out of their wrappings and scream fangirlishly.  *thinks while laughing*  wouldn't it be cool if Gackt came in wrapping?  though he might suffocate... that's not good.  OH OH!! what if he came in a big cake??  mmmm icing covered Gackt... &gt;&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JAPAN-A-RADIO!! it plays some pretty cool shite.  if Japan-a-radio were a person, i'd SO marry it.  oh, that reminds me.  last night all i could think about Tai Sen (hott Asian guy at Zion, UT).  gah, he was so hott... uwa~  WHY DIDN'T I TALK TO HIM?!?! i mean, come on, the guy was practically stalking me for chrissakes!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: next time EXTREMELY SMOLDERING HOTT ASIAN GUY takes interest in you, TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THAT.  *hits self on the head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I RIDE THE SHORT BUS!!!1&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107039990658161515?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107039990658161515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107039990658161515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107039990658161515' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107032638194690321</id><published>2003-12-01T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T20:03:01.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MissS and Abbie J. be in DA HIZZLEHOUSE yo!!!!!!!!!  haha Abbie and i started our very own rap group.  we call it.... "TREE AND A HALF DOLLA"!!  i be the EMCEE and Abbie J be the DEEJAY.  uh uh uh uh uh yo ebonics FO EVA word up motha G  *makes a bronteosaurus with her hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i will stop now.  i had to right a CRrRRRaaaAAAzy artile on the origin of the Christmas tree.  man that was crazy stuff.  YES'M I AM HYPER!!! *flamenco dance* gah i'm so drunk.  OFF SUGAR FREE LEMONADE!!!! HOW THE FUDGICLE DID THAT HAPPEN?!?!?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i wish i had some fudgecicles.......... mmmmm fudgey goodness.  HEY HEY i saw the hott Japanese hotdog-eating guy on TV today.  R0XX0rs!!  Takeru Kobayashi IS ONE HOTT MAMA!!!! or daddy...... or whatever..... he's a guy!!!! O_o;;;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR. GORBACHAV, TEAR DOWN THIS WALL!&lt;br /&gt;and if you don't do it, i'll use my HEAT VISION RAYS!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p.s.] i updated &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://queenofthedeck.blogspot.com"&gt;Queen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107032638194690321?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107032638194690321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107032638194690321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107032638194690321' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107023989084607030</id><published>2003-11-30T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T19:52:06.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well! &lt;em&gt;Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds&lt;/em&gt; now has herself a sister site!  i've created my own personal rant blog, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://queenofthedeck.blogspot.com"&gt;POKER TABLE // Queen of the Deck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! why did i create a rant blog?  well, one reason is to devote &lt;em&gt;Lucy&lt;/em&gt; to all the good things in my life.  the other reason is to devote &lt;em&gt;Queen&lt;/em&gt; to the bad things in my life.  complete opposites, but both coming from me.  it sounds like an interesting experiment, so i'll try it out.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107023989084607030?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107023989084607030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107023989084607030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107023989084607030' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-107022080983403108</id><published>2003-11-30T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T14:34:05.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! i'm back! so right now i'm ordering Christmas stuffs... this is what i've gotten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Media)&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="https://us.yesasia.com/en/PrdDept.aspx/pid-1002896185/section-music/code-j/version-all/aid-10221/"&gt;Crescent&lt;/a&gt; (Gackt)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="https://us.yesasia.com/en/PrdDept.aspx/pid-1002898454/aid-34222/section-music/code-j/version-all/"&gt;666&lt;/a&gt; (HYDE)&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="https://us.yesasia.com/en/PrdDept.aspx/pid-1002857451/aid-549/section-music/code-k/version-all/"&gt;Open your eyes&lt;/a&gt; (Kim Kyung Ho)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="https://us.yesasia.com/en/PrdDept.aspx/pid-1001815260/code-j/section-music/"&gt;BEST BAG&lt;/a&gt; (Doggy Bag)&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="https://us.yesasia.com/en/PrdDept.aspx/pid-1002818925/section-videos/code-j/version-all/did-752/"&gt;JU-ON: The Grudge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Clothes)&lt;br /&gt;1. sailor cords (chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;2. cord fatigues (chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;3. satin sash pants (camel) &lt;br /&gt;4. Sam cargo pants (black)&lt;br /&gt;5. heart PJ pants&lt;br /&gt;6. striped PJ pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Misc)&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://ww1.pbteen.com/cat/pip.cfm?gids=p373&amp;cmsrc=rel&amp;src=pip"&gt;bamboo curtain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 2 &lt;a href="http://ww1.pbteen.com/cat/pip.cfm?gids=p356&amp;cmsrc=rel&amp;src=pip"&gt;paper laterns&lt;/a&gt; (orange &amp; turquoise)&lt;br /&gt;3. apple green bedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-107022080983403108?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107022080983403108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/107022080983403108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107022080983403108' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106987856587899218</id><published>2003-11-26T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T15:29:57.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i won't be back until Saturday, so see you all then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106987856587899218?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106987856587899218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106987856587899218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106987856587899218' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106986745204690561</id><published>2003-11-26T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T12:24:43.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah man... just woke up.  well, the field trip yesterday was interesting, but not that exciting.  the stuff you do at Fort Discovery is actually mostly for little kids, and if you were over 110 lbs and 54 in. you could practically do nothing.  but anyway, we ate at Red Lobster, and Sarah and i got pina coladas.. mmm.  and i got a cup of clam chowder and a lobster tail... mmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we go down to the lakehouse.. which is like 4 hours away.  12 of my cousins will be there.  i've become more tolerant of little children, so i think it'll be ok.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((whenever i see little children walking down the halls at my school, i wave to them and give them high-fives to amuse them.  but now they all know who i am!! for instance, they were coming out the library and all showing me their drawings as they walk by.  i was complimenting them on their pictures when this little girl walks up to me with her arms open, so i give her hug.  it was cute.))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have four little cousins, 2 of which like to follow me around.  my cousin Vaughn is my age, and he's cool.  all my other cousins (who will be there) are in college/out of college.  sadly, this guy i'm not even related to will be there... he's such a redneck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing about Thanksgiving is the pumpkin pie.  yum.  well, i gotta go. i hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106986745204690561?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106986745204690561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106986745204690561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106986745204690561' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106960722904856550</id><published>2003-11-23T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T16:43:11.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NYA!! just got from the mall.  Mom let me play Gackt, Hyde, and Dir en grey in the car on the 30 minute ride down there.  to my surprise, she really enoyed it.  i played Dir en grey's "Obscure" and said, "most people can't stand this, and you probably won't like it."  she replied with, "hey, i like hark rock."  after it was done playing i said, "i love that song."  and she said, "it's a good one".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went to Maurices and i got this cute screened t-shirt that says "Beijing" and has a panda, bamboo and chinese characters on it.  i also got a new pair of jeans, and a fun rainbow-striped scarf!  i love color.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards we went to Bath &amp; Body Works.  i got a bunch of fun good-smelling stuffs like some candles for my room that smell like pine trees.  MWAH YO NE i can't wait to get all this fun oriental stuff for my room.  i'm getting those big paper laterns to hand around my room, and a bamboo curtain to hang over my bathroom entrance... yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class is going on a field trip this Tuesday... Abbie isn't coming ;_;... who will i make perverted comments about Asians to now?  Lindsey just gives me weird looks when i say, "GACKT IS SO MOTHER FUCKING SEXX0RS!!!" tee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106960722904856550?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106960722904856550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106960722904856550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106960722904856550' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106951700045750073</id><published>2003-11-22T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T11:03:48.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that new song by No Doubt is pretty cool.  have you heard it?  its called "Its my Life".  a lot of No Doubt's stuff i don't like, like "Hey Baby" or "Hella Good" (?).  i like a lot of their old stuff better than their new stuff, like i loved that song "Don't Speak".  ANYWAY their new song is pretty cool because it sounds all 80s-ish.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i talking about this..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the movies tonight.  i really wanna see Gothika.  that movie looks r0xx0rs.  sadly, its rated R, and the people at the Milledgeville theater are mean and won't let you in.  The people at the theater here let Abbie and me in to see Freddy vs Jason, and they didn't care that we were like... under 18.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm... what's showing at the theater anyway... i think its Radio.  is that a good movie?  *crickets*  GAH i'm so bored...  GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH GAH *echoes*  shut up shannon.  W00 now i'm just rambling..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year the school is doing a musical for the spring play.  can i sing?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....i wanna go see a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106951700045750073?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106951700045750073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106951700045750073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106951700045750073' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106947315037489507</id><published>2003-11-21T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T22:52:57.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gah so bored.  i added more on to my Jrock collage.  its huge and takes up a majority of my wall.  i just watched that "In-Laws" movie.  it's not too funny, but it has hott French guys wearing low-riders in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, i played some Asheron's Call 2 earlier today.  that game is fun, but i like Asheron's Call a lot better.  sadly, we had to delete our AC account when we got AC2.... all that hard work gone.  i had a level 34 archer with a whole set of light blue yoroi armor!!  ah, Siory Blue Fire, how i miss thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on AC2 my character is called Soliel Merveilles, and she's a level 14 archer.  ....ok... why am i talking about this.... ??  i'm sleepy.  i wanted to go see a movie tonight, but there was no one to go to the theater with me.. actually the only reason i wanted to go was to see Leon... (cuz the barber shop is right across the street from the theater)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106947315037489507?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106947315037489507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106947315037489507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106947315037489507' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106933798957558264</id><published>2003-11-20T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T09:24:53.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*jumps up and down*  i just got an email from Dovie!!  she went to my school in the 7th grade, and we were really good friends, but then she had to move back to the Middle East when the school year was over.  but she said she is coming back next year, w000t!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i stayed home today because i had a lot of schoolwork to do.  play practice has been hendering me from doing my homework on many occasions.  let's see... study for a French quiz and a Science test, and gotta write a paper for Geography.  better get to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the competition yesterday.  like i said, we got 4th out of 8 schools.  atleast we placed, yeah?  though the play that got 3rd was really similar to ours, but it was about slavery and racism instead of the Holocaust.  i didn't like it, they dragged it out sooooo long and i was about to go to sleep.  it was supposed to be sad, but no one was crying, unlike ours, we had everyone in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 judges, 2 were female and 1 was male.  one lady was an english major and was really nitpicky.  i think she ranked us 5th.  one lady was pregnant with twins and she ranked us 4th.  the most respected male judge ranked us 1st.  ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have my concentration camp number on my arm.  102866!  its written in black permanent marker so it won't come off unless i scrub my skin raw.  well, i'm gonna chill out now and write that Geography paper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106933798957558264?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106933798957558264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106933798957558264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106933798957558264' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106929272840384605</id><published>2003-11-19T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T20:45:53.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from State, we got 4th out of 8 schools.  though we should've gotten 3rd.  oh well.  i'm gonna go to sleep now.  oh, there was a cute Asian guy at the college! ^^ hehe goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106929272840384605?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106929272840384605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106929272840384605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106929272840384605' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106919147441335335</id><published>2003-11-18T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T16:38:18.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00000000t Gackt's "Last Song" single just got here!!  *hug it lovingly*  it so beautiful!! and the little "Gackt Surprise Party" sticker came with it.  i stuck it on my moniter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight is the night the that we put the one-act play on for the community.  *takes a deep breath*  i'm not nervous until i'm on stage.  i feel like i don't know my lines.  i'll be OK.  wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106919147441335335?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106919147441335335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106919147441335335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106919147441335335' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106911245282068598</id><published>2003-11-17T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T18:41:15.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ummm... nothing much happened today, except for the fact that the one-act cast and crew went to Cochran to check out the stage we'll be performing on this Wednesday at the state competition.  yeah, i got sexually harrassed by this guy who is also in the play.  &gt;&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight of my day.  O_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106911245282068598?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106911245282068598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106911245282068598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106911245282068598' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106902401156371922</id><published>2003-11-16T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T18:07:21.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAVE THE FOREST!! *claps* SAVE THE FOREST!! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's this choir song Erin and Adam were singing over the weekend.  it was utterly hilarious.  besides Erin and Adam's hilarity, that was one of the worst weekends of my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off okay, but as usual, Logan, Adam, and Erin got ahead of me and decided to run up the trail.  so i was pretty much hiking by myself because Mom, Dad, and my uncles were a ways behind me.  i've gotten used to being alone when hiking, so i sang "Spirit Dreams Inside", "December Love Song", and "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, somewhere on the 7th mile, i let my 2 uncles get ahead of me and i got with Mom and Dad.  somehow, the place we were supposed to be camping at was not marked anywhere along the trail, and we ended up taking the wrong one.  we walked another 2 miles, until Dad decided to call one of my uncles to tell him to stop.  we hoped that my uncle would take out his phone and get the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes later, my Dad finally said it.  "We're lost."  i was already panicking beforehand, and this would be the point where i started to cry.  i was in the middle of Mom and Dad and they were both arguing about being lost.  we turned around and my Dad said something else about being lost.  i lost it and screamed, "Would you stop saying we're fucking LOST!?"  i could hear my voice echo throughout the woods.  there was no one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes after this, Dad's phone rang and it was my uncle.  they were on the same trail as us but way ahead of us.  i don't know if it was all the Tylenol and Motrin, but i sat down in the dirt with my head in my hands sobbing.  i'm such a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah its all good now.  i'm so sore i could die.  how many miles did we hike overall?  about 12 i'd say.  anyway, i'm gonna go take a hot shower now because i have to be at play practice tonight.  yick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106902401156371922?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106902401156371922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106902401156371922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106902401156371922' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106884345108607366</id><published>2003-11-14T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T15:57:50.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today during science, i was sitting in my desk doing absolutely nothing, when i got this excrutiating pain in my back.  i sat up quickly, and the pain spreaded to the front and side of my rib cage and i found it hard to breathe.  i told the teacher and she sent me to the office to call my Mom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made a doctor's appt. and she came and picked me up to take me to the doctor's office.  at first the doctor told me i &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; have kidney stones.  my, um, urine was tested and it was OK.  then he decided it must be a pulled muscle.  so they gave me a shot in the hip to sedate the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm good now, but i hope the pain doesn't come back when i go hiking tomorrow.  that'd suck.  in other news, Hyde's new single came in the mail today!  *listening to it right now*  HORIZON!!! its such a good song.  i love Hyde's raspy voice.  "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" is an equally charming song.  it makes me feel stoned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the PV for Gackt's new song "Last Song".  damn, it's a great song!  does anyone know how to rip audio off videos?  i wanna have the song for when i'm hiking.  *smiles*  i can't wait to see Adam and Erin tonight.  they're so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jajaja... i'm gonna pack all my CDs now.  see you Sunday!  *waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106884345108607366?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106884345108607366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106884345108607366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106884345108607366' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106859083913453549</id><published>2003-11-11T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T17:47:16.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aw shiz... i just watched the trailer for this Japanese horror flick called &lt;em&gt;JU-ON: The Grudge&lt;/em&gt;.  oh god... i want that movie for Christmas.  i need a good scary movie, they all suck these days, so overdone... but man... this one IS SCARY.  watch the trailer &lt;a href="http://www.filmhorizon.com/thegrudge.asp#"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; (go to "Audio/Visual Materials")!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see... my Christmas wishlist so far...&lt;br /&gt;1. Gackt's new album "Crescent"&lt;br /&gt;2. Hyde's new album "666"&lt;br /&gt;3. Kim Kyung Ho's new album "Open Your Eyes"&lt;br /&gt;4. "JU-ON: The Grudge"&lt;br /&gt;5. Chococat CD Case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...  that's all for now.  i want a lantern from &lt;a href="http://www.goodorient.com"&gt;GoodOrient&lt;/a&gt; to hang over my bed.  that'd be nifty.  and... oriental.  JAH i saw Leon today!! uwa~ he's so adorable, he was wearing a sage-colored t-shirt today.. i rolled down the window and screamed "LEON!!!" at him.. then there was this punk guy walking down the street and right as he looked at me i yelled 'HEY, PUNK!!!" at him.  hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaaaajajaja i have play practice tonight.  pish posh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106859083913453549?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106859083913453549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106859083913453549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106859083913453549' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-10684984381830819</id><published>2003-11-10T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:07:15.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YICK! the trash needs to be taken out.  i came home today and it smelled like garbage.  i took a deep breath and ran up to my room, closed the doors, and doused my room with blackberry perfume.  i can't stand bad smells, they make me feel nauseous.  *gags*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY i put all my Gackt and Hyde posters up last night.  my room is so spiffy now (or more so)!  i'll take a picture sometime soon.  and i have to put more pictures up on my main Jrock collage wall.  OH HOW I LOVE IT yo ne!!  Gackt looks so much more sexiful in this calendar and in the last.  BUT I LOVE HIM NONETHELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t ! i don't have play practice tonight... i don't know what to do with that 4 extra hours...  maybe i can make a collage?  ^^  i'm scared of using all the printer ink though.  Mom makes me pay for them, and they're about $40 a piece.  that hurts.  &gt;&lt;;; makes me appreciate these things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had to write an essay on this really weird picture in Journalism, but i confused about the assignment and wrote a story instead.. i like it alot, and i hope the teacher gives it back so i can post it here.  it was a cute story.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for Hyde's new single to get here!  good stuffs.  oh, and, please leave a message on my tagboard if you'd like to say hello! i check it a lot more often than my email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-10684984381830819?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/10684984381830819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/10684984381830819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#10684984381830819' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106824057192528561</id><published>2003-11-07T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T17:52:36.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!!! my 2 calendars came today! hurrah for that! i'll be gone for this weekend; i'm going to Eufaula (lakehouse).  i'll be gone the next weekend, too.  going hiking with my cousins Erin and Adam.  busy busy. ^^ mau... i still can't believe we won regionals... the state competition is on the 19th.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darkprotagonist.blogspot.com"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt;'s birthday is Sunday, sorry i'm missing it, Abbie!  i'll be sure to have you a present though.  so... HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY ABBIE!!!  may much love and Leon come to you on your birthday. w000t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! my calendars are gorgeous... man Gackt looks like ONE SEXY MAN!!! and Hyde just looks so badass.  I CAN DIG IT!!!!! ok why did i say that.  right now i'm flattening the posters out (as they have been rolled up for a long time) and i'll break the metal holding them together when they're all flattened out.  i've learned to NOT use a razorblade and cut them off from the metal part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO TO APPLEBEE'S!!  *dances* well anyway since we're going to Eufaula we get to stop by SUBWAY on the way back! i love Subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106824057192528561?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106824057192528561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106824057192528561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106824057192528561' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106816163944074970</id><published>2003-11-06T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T18:33:57.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!! WE GOT 1st PLACE IN ONE-ACT REGIONALS!! WE'RE GOING TO STATE!!! *bounces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106816163944074970?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106816163944074970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106816163944074970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106816163944074970' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106806805372828001</id><published>2003-11-05T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T16:34:11.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the one-act play competition is tomorrow.  wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106806805372828001?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106806805372828001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106806805372828001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106806805372828001' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106800200373779547</id><published>2003-11-04T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T22:13:22.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL STANCE ON:&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Homosexuality: no problems whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;Abortion: hey, you gotta do what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Religion: a column of hope&lt;br /&gt;Eating disorders: WHY!?&lt;br /&gt;PMS: good excuse to get out of P.E.&lt;br /&gt;Animal rights: what can they do about it?&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight: it's possible&lt;br /&gt;God: IS COOL!&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Manson: a good musician&lt;br /&gt;Boy bands: fun to look back on&lt;br /&gt;Spice girls: they were fun while they lasted&lt;br /&gt;Premarital sex: if there really is some love in there, then yes.&lt;br /&gt;Titanic: funny movie?&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Springer: HILARIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;Suicide: no. NO NO NO NO NO!!&lt;br /&gt;Self mutilation: when i'm at the dentist, i like to pinch my arm, so the pain is focused somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams: WHY?!?! why can't some be real??&lt;br /&gt;Aliens are: FUGLY!&lt;br /&gt;Horoscopes: are phony but fun to read&lt;br /&gt;Hell: is life without J-rock! &gt;P&lt;br /&gt;Transvestites: are OK until they try to FOOL you!&lt;br /&gt;Pop music: i don't like the bubblegum pop, but stuff like Michelle Branch/Dido is cool&lt;br /&gt;Rap: YEEECCH!!! BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;80's music: YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND BABY RIGHT ROUND!!!&lt;br /&gt;Punk: stuff like Good Charlotte is CRAP, otherwise its not too bad&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;QUICK ADDITION&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;What's the prettiest instrument: harp&lt;br /&gt;Biggest fears: doomsday alarm&lt;br /&gt;Do you care about looks: yes! i don't like to look ugly...&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting: I LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to: COLLEGE AND ... BEYOND!!! *cheap sound effects*&lt;br /&gt;Favorite weather: AUTUMN CLEAR SKIES!&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wish you were somebody else: NO I LOVE SHANNON! *hugs self*&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Giving hugs?: *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;Taking walks in the rain?: no.. being wet isn't too fun.&lt;br /&gt;Reincarnation: it's a good belief&lt;br /&gt;Going on stage?: i get nervous and shakey&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Drink: PINA COLADAAaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: ICK no !&lt;br /&gt;Drugs: no thank you&lt;br /&gt;Eat meat: *tears into a hunk of raw bloody meat*&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia: I HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;Eat a lot: i love food!&lt;br /&gt;Sleep a lot: mmm.... sleep.  my first love!&lt;br /&gt;Eat sushi: DOKIDOKI YUMMYCHUMS!! i love sushi! &lt;br /&gt;Bake: um... i like baked stuff... like cookies?&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: NOT REALLY&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: yes my parents are the r0xx0rs&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;WHO DO YOU WANT TO AND WHY&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Kill: GACKT DISPISERS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hear from: ... um... no.. one? &lt;br /&gt;Get really wasted with: Kaoru and Die!! umm... if i got wasted off their hottness?&lt;br /&gt;Look like: i wanna look like SHANNON THE ECCENTRIC&lt;br /&gt;Be like: SHANNON THE ECCENTRIC&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: IDIOTS!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dated one of your best friends: i've dated one of my brother's best friends...&lt;br /&gt;Loved/Liked somebody so much it made you cry: YES!!! OH GOD YES!&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: PINA COLADA!!!!~~&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs: NO! not REAL BAD drugs.  i'm addicted to Tylenol PM though.&lt;br /&gt;Broken the law: J-WALKED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone: NOPE!&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a test: ...... yes.&lt;br /&gt;Skinny dipped: YEAH!! FREE SPIRITED LITTLE CHILD!&lt;br /&gt;Played Truth or Dare: who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;Ridden in a fire truck: i got to HONK THE HORN!&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: i love planes!&lt;br /&gt;Come close to dying: never&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on your boy/girlfriend: i've been cheated on, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Given someone a piggy back/shoulder ride:yes&lt;br /&gt;Eaten a worm/mud pie: *wang leehom voice*  Gross!&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up till four on the phone: ...no.&lt;br /&gt;Tipped over a port-a-potty: SOUNDS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep while eating: no O_o&lt;br /&gt;Met someone famous: yeah! David Copperfield!&lt;br /&gt;Been in a school play: yes, in one right now DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;Cried in public: a lot of times&lt;br /&gt;Seen someone die: my dog, if that counts&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A vegetarian?: WHY WOULD I WANT TO BE?!&lt;br /&gt;Good grades?: i suppose&lt;br /&gt;A good student?: look above&lt;br /&gt;Good at sports?:  NOPE! :)&lt;br /&gt;A good singer?: well, when i'm using the "SINGING VOICE!" which i keep to myself&lt;br /&gt;A good actor/actress?: naa.  probably not.&lt;br /&gt;A deep sleeper?: SLEEP MM!&lt;br /&gt;A good dancer?: *Gackt dance*&lt;br /&gt;Shy?:  not really&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing?: YES'M!&lt;br /&gt;A good storyteller?: nah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106800200373779547?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106800200373779547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106800200373779547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106800200373779547' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106791947455588816</id><published>2003-11-03T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T23:17:53.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://darkprotagonist.blogspot.com"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt; did one, and i had to do one, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAIRY TALE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/o.gif" align="left" alt="O" /&gt;nce upon a time there has a young &lt;B&gt;PROFESSIONAL FUCKER&lt;/B&gt; named &lt;B&gt;KAORU&lt;/B&gt;.  He was &lt;B&gt;TIRELESSLY&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;GASPING&lt;/B&gt; in the &lt;B&gt;FUGLY&lt;/B&gt; forest when he met &lt;B&gt;SHINEY&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;DIE&lt;/B&gt;, a run-away &lt;B&gt;BILLIONAIRE PROSTITUTE&lt;/B&gt; from the &lt;B&gt;SEDUCTIVE&lt;/B&gt; Queen &lt;B&gt;FRANSESCA&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;B&gt;KAORU&lt;/B&gt; could see that &lt;B&gt;SHINEY&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;DIE&lt;/B&gt; was hungry so he reached into his &lt;B&gt;GACKT THONG&lt;/B&gt; and give him his &lt;B&gt;LUSTFUL&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;LEON LOLLIPOP&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;B&gt;SHINEY&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;DIE&lt;/B&gt; was thankful for &lt;B&gt;KAORU&lt;/B&gt;'s &lt;B&gt;LEON LOLLIPOP&lt;/B&gt;, so he told &lt;B&gt;KAORU&lt;/B&gt; a very &lt;B&gt;MERCILESS&lt;/B&gt; story about Queen &lt;B&gt;FRANSESCA&lt;/B&gt;'s daughter &lt;B&gt;SHANNON&lt;/B&gt;. How her mother, the &lt;B&gt;SEDUCTIVE&lt;/B&gt; Queen &lt;B&gt;FRANSESCA&lt;/B&gt;, kept her locked away in a &lt;B&gt;SCOTTISH CASTLE&lt;/B&gt; protected by a gigantic &lt;B&gt;SEX-DRIVEN MOUSE&lt;/B&gt;, because &lt;B&gt;SHANNON&lt;/B&gt; was so &lt;B&gt;ENVIOUS&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;B&gt;KAORU&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;SMILED&lt;/B&gt;. He vowed to &lt;B&gt;SHINEY&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;DIE&lt;/B&gt; the &lt;B&gt;BILLIONAIRE PROSTITUTE&lt;/B&gt; that he would save the &lt;B&gt;ENVIOUS&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;SHANNON&lt;/B&gt;. He would &lt;B&gt;SQUEEZE&lt;/B&gt; the &lt;B&gt;SEX-DRIVEN MOUSE&lt;/B&gt;, and take &lt;B&gt;SHANNON&lt;/B&gt; far away from her eveil mother, the &lt;B&gt;SEDUCTIVE&lt;/B&gt; Queen &lt;B&gt;FRANSESCA&lt;/B&gt;, and &lt;B&gt;VICIOUSLY FUCK&lt;/B&gt; her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, all of the sudden, there was a &lt;B&gt;POLKA-DOT&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;POODLE&lt;/B&gt; and &lt;B&gt;SHINEY&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;DIE&lt;/B&gt; the &lt;B&gt;BILLIONAIRE PROSTITUTE&lt;/B&gt; began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic &lt;B&gt;SEX-DRIVEN MOUSE&lt;/B&gt; from his story. &lt;B&gt;SEDUCTIVE&lt;/B&gt; Queen &lt;B&gt;FRANSESCA&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;LICKED&lt;/B&gt; out from behind a &lt;B&gt;LUCKY PENNY&lt;/B&gt; and struck &lt;B&gt;KAORU&lt;/B&gt; dead. In the far off &lt;B&gt;SCOTTISH CASTLE&lt;/B&gt; you could hear a &lt;B&gt;ORGASMIC MOAN&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE END.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fuali.com/bold_words.aspx?story=Fairy_Tale"&gt;Make your own &lt;b&gt;Fairy Tale&lt;/b&gt; at fuali.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106791947455588816?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106791947455588816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106791947455588816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106791947455588816' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106786963547980131</id><published>2003-11-03T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T09:27:14.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF!!!!! &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gakuhai/11687.html?view=263335#t263335"&gt;READ&lt;/a&gt;!! oh my god oh my god oh my god.  GACKT!  that's a cheap way to get a GAJILLION people to buy your stuffs.  BUT HEY! it works!!  i've already preordered the single and the album... *argues with self*  i know i wouldn't win anything... but still...!!  WHY GACKT WHY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106786963547980131?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106786963547980131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106786963547980131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106786963547980131' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106784232638326021</id><published>2003-11-03T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T01:52:57.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GARU!!!! *chases*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovepucca.net/puccaquiz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lovepucca.net/puccaquiz/imgs/garu.gif" border="0" alt="I'm Garu! Visit Lovepucca.net to find out your Pucca Character!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who's your Pucca Character? &lt;a href="http://lovepucca.net/puccaquiz/"&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;! Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://lovepucca.net"&gt;Lovepucca.net!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovepucca.net/puccastyle/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lovepucca.net/puccastyle/partypucca.gif" border="0" alt="I'm PARTY PUCCA!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Your Pucca Style? &lt;a href="http://lovepucca.net/puccaquiz/"&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;! Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://lovepucca.net"&gt;Lovepucca.net!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106784232638326021?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106784232638326021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106784232638326021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106784232638326021' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106783719322859865</id><published>2003-11-03T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T00:30:58.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAN I LOVE &lt;a href="http://www.sanrio.com"&gt;SANRIO&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;i want this &lt;a href="http://store3.yimg.com/I/sanriostore_1763_12849758"&gt;CD case&lt;/a&gt;.  i already have a Chococat CD case, but its brown and just has a picture of Chococat on it.  I WANT THIS!!!  I LOVE CHOCOCAT AND CINNAMOROLL!!!!!!  *freaks out*  SANRIO IS MY GOD!!!!!! oh god... &lt;a href="http://store3.yimg.com/I/sanriostore_1765_7776975"&gt;so cute&lt;/a&gt; .. *head explodes*  when i was a little kid i was obsessed with Sanrio.  now whenever i see the stuff i go crazy!!! LIKE A CHILD IN A CANDY SHOP!!!!!! *skips around merrily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106783719322859865?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106783719322859865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106783719322859865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106783719322859865' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106781558676633111</id><published>2003-11-02T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T18:28:02.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm reading up on Georgia's Driver Manual.  i wanna get my Learner's soon.  the sooner the better.  &lt;em&gt;Grease&lt;/em&gt; came on TV today.  i'd forgotten how much i loved that movie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drawing an old character.  *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106781558676633111?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106781558676633111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106781558676633111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106781558676633111' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106778718619035703</id><published>2003-11-02T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T12:01:27.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halloween was fun!  i was Kaoru, &lt;a href="http://darkprotagonist.blogspot.com"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt; was Toshiya, and &lt;a href="http://theelvenmongoose.blogspot.com"&gt;Simone&lt;/a&gt; was Kyo.  much candy was was collected, and people complimented us on our costumes.  though no one knew who we were, of course.  people called Abbie "Michael Jackson" and "Alicia Keys".  i got called a "church-going girl".  yeah, that was odd.  *laughs*  good stuffs.  and then there were the people who rode by and yelled.  some guy just honked his horn and shouted "hey".  that was uncreative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did go by the barber shop, but Leon was cleaning up and getting ready to leave.  Abbie and i made Mom part on the square so we could get out and walk by the barber shop.  just as we turned the corner, Leon walked out of the shop to put something in his car.  Abbie ran back to the car, but i stayed at the corner and peeked around the wall.  then Abbie came back after i called her name loudly, and right as we stuck our heads around the corner, he looked in our direction.  we ran back to the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, Simwise had to leave at 9 pm, so Abbie and i saw her off then went to Movie Gallery.  in our costumes.  we wanted to rent some scary shite, so we got &lt;em&gt;28 Days Later&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Dreamcatcher&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;Dreamcatcher&lt;/em&gt; sucked arse.  it was gross and too ronchy for my taste.  however, &lt;em&gt;28 Days Later&lt;/em&gt; was a pretty good movie.  it wasn't really scary though, but it was interesting.  real scary movies just don't exist anymore.  &lt;em&gt;The Ring&lt;/em&gt; left me scared out of my wits.  also, &lt;em&gt;Darkness Falls&lt;/em&gt; (one of the worst movies ever) came on TV, Abbie and i watched it and made fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we took Abbie home, Mom and i went to the town over and ate the greatest Chinese good either.  its not a Chinese buffet, because that's gross.  this is REAL Chinese food.  most Chinese buffets don't serve REAL Chinese food, because they know simple-minded Americans like fried rice and hot wings.  ANYWAY, i enjoyed dinner muchly.  and we came home and Mom watched &lt;em&gt;Moon Child&lt;/em&gt; with me.  i was overjoyed when she said, "well, Shannon, i have to say that was really good."  and later she called it a "goodie".  haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie, Simwise, and i took pictures of our costumes.  i will upload those onto my computer later.  oh oh!  on Friday, i snorted some pixie stix dust.  I COULD TASTE IT!!! but of course my nose felt really wacked out for the rest of the day.  had a ... sour taste.  note to self: never stick pixie stick up nose again and snort the dust.  ^^;;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get my new Gackt calendar!!! GACKT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106778718619035703?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106778718619035703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106778718619035703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106778718619035703' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106760414939561384</id><published>2003-10-31T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T07:42:28.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! &lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone has a safe and fun Halloween. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106760414939561384?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106760414939561384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106760414939561384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106760414939561384' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106755060917555945</id><published>2003-10-30T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T16:50:07.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today me and the other 3 leads in the one-act play ventured over to the country club to perform excerpts from our play for the Rotary Club.  a lot of people were getting teary-eyed during the performance, and that's a good thing.  a lot of people came up to me afterwards and overflowed my ego with compliments.  this one dude gave me a hug. O_o  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd type out all those compliments but i don't want to sound like an egoist.  this one guy came up to me and said i was very pretty.  that was... irrelevant, but hey, a compliment's a compliment, right?  i am definately NOT going to be pretty when we actually PERFORM the play in costume and makeup.  GAH i'm gonna look funnier than a &lt;a href="http://www.trekconnection.com/wallpaper/pics/sulu_800.jpg"&gt;shirtless Sulu with a fencing sword&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the country club, we passed through town.  and of course, i saw Leon!! uwa~ he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt.. ooooh~ change in wardrobe. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHh i have to be at play practice in 10 minutes.  yeecch.  dress rehearsal night.  TIME TO GO GET UGLIED UP!!! *runs off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106755060917555945?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106755060917555945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106755060917555945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106755060917555945' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106748215415023057</id><published>2003-10-29T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T21:49:10.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAAAAAH i hate play practice.  atleast its almost over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pumping out drawings like one high mother trucker! DADGOMMIT!!! Simwise can only trick-or-treat with us for 2 hours on Halloween. oh well, we'll have to make the best of it.... and go by Leon's house or the barber shop or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote a scary story for Journalism, and it sucks! w000 yeah.  DIVIDE AND CONQUER! where is the horse and rider? oh i am so drunk.  i need some pina colada.  RIGHT NOW OH THE CRAVINGS!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH GOTTA GO SHOWER!! *lathers and rinses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106748215415023057?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106748215415023057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106748215415023057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106748215415023057' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106737825539207078</id><published>2003-10-28T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T17:03:30.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking fuck shit fuck fuck fucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like play practice, and i &lt;b&gt;don't like&lt;/b&gt; the acting director.  if i'm doing my part, and i stop to clear my throat (i'm sick, so there's a lot of gunk in my throat) she automatically assumes i'm forgotten my lines.  i hate her.  and i didn't want to go today to watch Shindler's List, they've already depressed me enough by making me look at little starved Holocaust children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*fumes* that damned acting director must think i'm not devoted to the play. and i'm NOT!  i can't wait for it to be over.  i don't like this play anymore, and i hate my character.  they cast me wrong.  this acting director is used to directing children's plays, so she spoonfeeds us the lines just the way she wants them.  i hate it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't enjoy acting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate that, too!  these fucking people are making me hate the things i love.  i'm not auditioning for the next play unless that woman drags me to the auditions like she did last time.  now, she probably thinks less of me.  so be it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't feel any better, even after venting.  so i'll change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon! ^^ last night his friend (who is also Trey's friend, its kinda confusing) sent me some pictures with Leon in them.  that was nice.  then he wanted to know how Abbie and i looked so he could tell Leon, so i sent him a picture of Abbie and a picture of me.  and he emailed those to Leon. ^^;;;;; oh boy.  i really want to hear about his reaction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have to write another short story for Journalism.  this time it is Halloween themed.  oh the ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106737825539207078?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106737825539207078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106737825539207078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106737825539207078' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106721133251160057</id><published>2003-10-26T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T18:35:31.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes! i am back from Gatlinburg.  with a sore throat. w000t! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie spent the night on Thursday and we left early Friday morning.  no yay for 6 hour rides.  i thinking i might have slept for 30 minutes, but was mostly having fun crowding Abbie into the corner of the seat.  FEEL THE WRATH OF MY FEET *roars*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to Gatlinburg we went out to eat... mmm... Pina Colada.. i really want a Pina Colada right now.  especially a Pina Colada freeze from Bruster's... ok off subject.  Abbie and i were on the lookout for hott Asian guys.  sadly there were only Asian families and they were mostly girls. =\  i want a hott asian guy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES so after dinner we went to RIPLEY'S HAUNTED ADVENTURE *scary sound effects* which was pleasingly frightening.  i was pretty much latched onto the back of Mom's jacket with my eyes closed.  and at the very end i took off running towards the exit while screaming at Abbie to let go of me.  AHHHHH *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played some laser tag, etc etc.  Abbie, Logan, and i went to the arcade and played some DDR.  Abbie and i cheated and were both playing on one pad. MUAHAHhahaha simple fools.  O_o and for some reason unknown to man, i HAD to try that little lovemeter thing... you sit it in and it says "frigid, sexy, etc".  ...i got "wild"!! suits me, eh? Abbie got "lovable". hahahaha no.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT DAY!! Mom and Dad went hiking so we three kids were left to the city. we went to Ripley's Believe It or Not museum thing.  that was expensive.  afterwards we went to the little race track thing.  i bumped EVERYONE even though they told me not to and the guy yelled at me. HAHAHaa notorious driver i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were forced to stay in the room for 5 hours watching "I Love the 80s Strikes Back"  it was entertaining, i guess?  Mom and Dad finally came back and i was thoroughly angry with them.  we went out to eat dinner and Abbie and i were standing on the street making comments about everyone who passed by.  and an ambulance pulled up right in front of Ripley's Haunted Adventure.. someone must have got scared.. to death! HAHAHAHaha bad joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN TODAY!! we left and ate at this Chinese place for lunch where there was this adorable Asian guy with a NICE ARSE, and i noted this every time he had his back turned to Abbie and me.  "arse arse arse arse arse arse arse arse"  YOU GET THE PICTURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND BABY RIGHT ROUND LIKE A RECORD BABY RIGHT ROUND ROUND ROUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop singing it!! AHHhhHAHHahhhhhh just ordered the Gackt 2004 calendar, the Hyde 2004 calendar, Gackt's "Last Song" single, and Hyde's "HORIZON" single.  w000t merchandise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i leave you with a wonderful conversation between Abbie and me and Trey.  (yes, it is about he hott Asian barber Li Chen, though everyone else calls him Leon):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trey: Robert was asking if you two were hot today so he could tell Leon if you guys are.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: um... yes&lt;br /&gt;Abbie: tell him...we are goddesses&lt;br /&gt;Trey: XD&lt;br /&gt;Trey: Damn &lt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: yes i agree&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: tell him that&lt;br /&gt;Trey: Robert says, "Damn..this is gonna go to his head,and I don't mean the one on his shoulders."&lt;br /&gt;Trey: O_o;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: W0000t!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Trey said that Abbie and i screamed and broke out into fangirlish maniacal laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106721133251160057?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106721133251160057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106721133251160057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106721133251160057' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106686831484768388</id><published>2003-10-22T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T20:18:34.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NAAAAH the class went on a field trip today to see "The Tempest" in Atlanta.  'twas a good play, i enjoyed the little drunk guy, so cute! and the water nymph was pretty cool, too.  she had a nice singing voice.  there was also some really great lighting going on.  i wish our school could have a nice theater... *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and THERE WERE MANY HOTT ASIAN GUYS THERE!! one guy had.. Kaoru/Kyo hair. niiiice. this other cute Asian guy with spiky hair was excellent. and this one Asain guy with longish hair... OH MY I LOVED IT yes, yes i did.  Abbie and i were staring at them with huge eyes, grinning from ear to ear.  and while we were staring at them, they'd take a look at us ... every once in a while. hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of Asian hottness... Mom and i were driving through town, and lo and behold, Li Chen was standing out side the barber shop taking a smoking break! *swooon*  Mom said that he looked really bored.  and i replied that i should run into the shop and scream, "i need a haircut.. like, really bad!!!" yeah... he's so hott. o_o !! must go with Dad next time he gets a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAH YO NE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106686831484768388?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106686831484768388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106686831484768388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106686831484768388' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106678370123803066</id><published>2003-10-21T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T20:48:20.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, and.. *hugs &lt;a href="http://theelvenmongoose.blogspot.com"&gt;Simwise&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106678370123803066?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106678370123803066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106678370123803066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106678370123803066' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106678326370558684</id><published>2003-10-21T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T20:41:03.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to kill.  i feel gray.  like every bit of Shannon is being stolen from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106678326370558684?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106678326370558684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106678326370558684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106678326370558684' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106670024935076831</id><published>2003-10-20T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T21:37:29.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh!! i take the PSAT tomorrow. um skeered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106670024935076831?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106670024935076831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106670024935076831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106670024935076831' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106658436610922465</id><published>2003-10-19T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T13:26:05.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is boring.  play practice is in one hour and i SHALL BE THERE!!! because on Friday they gave me a hard time about not showing up the night before.  Ryan comes and sits next to me and says, "Nice to see you... at practice."  and then Mrs. Pat (acting director) kinda leans on my shoulder and says, "How are you, madame? Good, good.. so tell me... WHERE YA BEEN?!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave myself a pedicure today, and was pretty much howling and screaming whilst doing so.  it tickled... *is ticklish only on her feet*  my toenails are nice and short so now ABBIE WILL LEAVE ME ALONE ABOUT THEM!!!!! HAHH!H!H!111 just joshing Abble.  *troll dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH i finished up my Kaoru costume last night. (exluding the goggles, will need to fix those soon!) i put it all on and ran around the house sneakily.  ummm yeah.  i attacked my coat with safety pins and netting straps so now it looks Kaoru-ish.  yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANNON HUNGRY!!!!! *scuds off to find some lunch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106658436610922465?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106658436610922465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106658436610922465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106658436610922465' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106654314317332884</id><published>2003-10-19T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T02:04:23.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here it is, my short story for Journalism...  i couldn't think of anything else to write about so I wrote about Birdcage, that story worked out in my head that will hopefully become a comic, someday.  anyway enjoy. (though its pretty crappy) 	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;BIRDCAGE nonsense&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked down the street on my way to band practice that crisp fall morning I never would have dreamed that this day would become one that I would never forget, the events that would alter my life.  The passages that follow are an account of the actual events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	First of all, my name is Robin Red.  A lot of people know me as the guitarist and founder of a local folk-rock band that I lovingly named BIRDCAGE.  Or at least, I'd like people to know me by that.  We haven't hit it big yet, but we're on our way.  In fact, my goal is to get us signed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I'd say BIRDCAGE was my biggest worry at the moment, besides Jay, my sister.  She's old enough to take care of herself, but she's blind.  So, that means I have to constantly juggle issues with BIRDCAGE and Jay.  But hey, I've gotten used to it.  Jay mostly stays by herself at our apartment doing whatever blind people do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	What else can I tell you about me?  In recent chapters of my life, my girlfriend Isabella Dove Pájaro abandoned me for some big phony who said he'd make her famous.   I guess she's not my girlfriend anymore.  We never were very clear on that.  Isabella worked as a model and payed the rent on the apartment in which she and her brother lived in.  You can imagine that after she left her brother had nowhere to go.  A bit selfish on her part, may I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Luka Swan Pájaro, Isabella's brother, moved in with Jay and me after that whole incident.  He's my buddy, so of course I'd let him crash at our place.  I wasn't going to let him go anywhere because he's the bassist of BIRDCAGE.  I first met him through Isabella on a rainy day.  We've been good friends since, and he actually helped me start the band.  Luka's probably one of the nicest people I've ever had the privelage of knowing.  Yet he's probably one of the most determined people at the same time.  I swear, he reminds me a lot of Rhett Butler from Gone with the Wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Since I'm remotely on the subject of the band... I could go forever about BIRDCAGE, I guess you could say I take a lot of pride in it.  Like I said before, I am the lead guitar and Luka plays bass.  Allen "Owl" Alexander is our drummer.  We gave him that little nickname because, you guessed it, his behavior is just like an owl's.  Allen is one quirky guy.  I can't tell you how many times he's been late for band practice because he's overslept.  Let me put it this way, if I had a dime for everytime Allen overslept, I'd be rich.  But hey, he's a good guy, a little weird, but still a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	And of course, every band has to have a vocalist.  Sarah Sparrows has that job, and sometimes she is accompanied by an accoustic guitar..  When Luka and I were looking for people to be in our band, I remember Sarah and Allen coming to us and saying they wanted to try out.  When they did, it was pretty much Sarah singing and Allen banging away at the drums.  To say the least, Luka and I invited them to join the band immediately afterwards.  Sarah is just another one of the guys, and a rather mischievious poker player, if I do say so myself...&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;	Woah, it seems I've gotten a little off track.  Even though there wasn't much of a track in the first place.  Well, anyway, I woke up this morning ealier than normal, on behalf of the sun pouring in through my window and practically blinding me into consciousness.  After many arguements with myself over whether to get up or not, I finally decided to get out of bed.  I tried to take a shower to wake myself up, but all the hot water had been used up.  Thanks a lot, Luka.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I stumbled into the kitchen to find Jay sitting on that old shabby couch listening to the TV.  She was curled up with a blanket around her shoulders with a detached look on her face.  I had always wondered what it must be like to be blind, to be lost in a sea of black.  Even though her sight was gone, her hearing had become impeccable.  Her head whipped around as I entered the room, and life magically came to her face.  She greeted me with a warm smile and asked me if I had enjoyed my shower.&lt;br /&gt;	"Luka used all the hot water."  I replied morbidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"I know."  She giggled with a touch of mockery in her voice.  Since she was my elder sister this was her way of teasing me.  I turned to the TV and saw that she had been listening to the early morning cartoons.  Must have been something Luka was watching.  The TV was staticky, and I wasn't sure how anyone could stand that.  I sat down on the couch and began the neverending journey to find the remote control under the cushions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	It was rare when we actually used any of the kitchen appliances to cook food.  We may have used the toaster oven the most, to make cheese toast or something.  Usually Luka would walk down to Starbucks and pick up our regular breakfast of coffee and donuts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Okay, fast-forwarding a bit.  I'm walking to band practice.  I'd much rather drive, but I can't afford a car.  And walking with a guitar case strapped onto your back isn't the most comfortable feeling.  Anyway, this is my exercise.  Band practice is held in Sarah's parents' creepy old basement.  At least it's a place to practice, you know?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	On my usual route to practice, I always see some very eccentric characters. For example, this little old man throwing bird seed from his third-story apartment window.  He caws and coos as he tries to attract the birds.  I have even had him toss a few seeds on me a couple of times.  I've always wondered if he was mentally ill.  I can't decide if that's the reason or if he just likes seeing me covered in bird seed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;	Then there's the activists.  I don't think I could ever walk to band practice in peace without running into an activist.  They swarm me with flyers and pins with bold slogans on them screaming out to save the whales.  I'm not too sure if I care that much about the whales.  Maybe I would if I was a whale.  But I'm not, so why should I care?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	You got to love the people that drive by real slow with their music and bass blaring.  Actually, I find it quite humorous.  Seeing these people deafening themselves and everyone else within a fifty mile radius really makes me laugh.  Try taking a look at these people, they all look like they've just had a death in the family.  Morbid and solemn, you know?  Not to mention they look like those little dolls with the bobbing heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Not that any of that stuff had anything to do with the rest of the story, but I guess I just notice those things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Let's just get to the whole point of this story, alright?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	When I arrive to practice I find all the members present.  Even Allen is here early!  Suspecting something odd, I ask, "So... what's going on?"  No reply.  Sarah tries to hold back a smile as she makes kind of a whimpering noise.  Allen is sitting down next to Sarah and trying to look nonchalant. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;	"Nothing." Luka says while obviously trying to hold back some sort of emotion.  I can see through this whole act, they were always bad at trying to conceal things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"No, tell me," I demand, "what's going on?"  I place my guitar case down next to the bookshelf full of dusty books.  Suddenly Sarah breaks into a laugh, and the jig is up.  Allen and Luka also break into laughter, and I am left in confusion.  I wait for someone to clue me in as to what is going on.  Because that's all I want to know at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"A producer of the local record company heard our demo tape." Sarah somehow manages to say through breaths of excitement.  "He hasn't told us what he thinks about it yet, but he did say he was going to listen to it."  My excitement sinks a little.  What if he doesn't like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I think Luka notices my semi-excitement and chimes in, "He's seen us before at a livehouse, and he said he liked what he saw."  That makes me feel much better.  I'm feeling a little overwhelmed right now.  Woah, it might be finally happening.  I guess we'll just have to wait until he's heard the demo tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(c) 2003 Shannon Snow&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106654314317332884?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106654314317332884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106654314317332884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106654314317332884' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106651418493835293</id><published>2003-10-18T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T17:56:24.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shalalalala very productive day, yes!! i got the perfect coat at Salvation Army for.. $2.00! that certainly is a deal! so now, my Kaoru costume is basically complete. now i just gotta add a few details and fix me some night vision goggles.  or something that looks remotely like them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also stopped by Maurices... and got $160 worth in clothes... also purchased a nice comfy jacket that shall keep me very warm, and it reminds me of the one Gackt wore in Moon Child (which is mostly the reason to why i bought it).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while i was at the mall people complimented me on my hair.  how i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106651418493835293?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106651418493835293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106651418493835293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106651418493835293' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106649654796235412</id><published>2003-10-18T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T13:02:28.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hyde's gonna be a father!! He and Oishii Megumi's first child is due this December! wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106649654796235412?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106649654796235412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106649654796235412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106649654796235412' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106649554393962286</id><published>2003-10-18T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T12:45:43.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh i love my hair. Connie just put brown dye (maple and chestnut to be exact) over the red, so my hair is full of um.. colors.  the top is the medium brown, then it turns a redish brown, and at the bottoms on the tips its a very dark blackish brown.  when you lift the redish brown layer up, its all black underneath! how i love it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's gonna go by so fast.  taking the PSAT on Tuesday, and then going to see "The Tempest" in Atlanta on Wednesday.  and then on Friday, we will be leaving early in the morning and going to Gatlinburg! yay! i love Gatlinburg.  especially the cheesey little tourist attractions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today Mom and i are going to Salvation Army, hopefully to find a good blazer for my Kaoru costume.  if only they weren't all so thick with really heavy shoulderpads.  god i fxxking hate that shite.  i don't know why i suddenly got so pissed over that.  last night i had the worst time sleeping, my fan kept blowing strands of hair on my face and it was DRIVING ME INSANE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolls around as if on fire*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106649554393962286?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106649554393962286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106649554393962286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106649554393962286' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106640349850252642</id><published>2003-10-17T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T11:11:38.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY IS THE DAY!! i shall be a redhead no more.  going.. BROWN!! or rather, Kaoru-ish colored.  gotta print some pictures of him out so Connie will know how to dye my hair.  it's probably gonna be a gradient between light/medium brown to dark brown.  who knows.. maybe i'll go back to redness someday.  this way my principal will atleast shut up about my hair color.  he SHOULD HAVE a lot more stuff to worry about than my fxxking hair color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have play practice from 2 to 4 today.  i didn't go the last 2 nights... but i have plausible excuses.  i am finally getting the hang of this role.  being loud at practice is becoming easier and such... just wish me luck today! i hate when the acting director yells at me and says, "BABY GIRL DO YOU REMEMBER ANYTHING I'VE TOLD YOU!?!?"  must get Logan to pick me up, because i hate riding home with the acting director.  i have to listen to her gospel music while she sings to it (well, she's not that bad, she was on broadway)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully afterwards i will go to Abbie's house and help her work on her Toshiya costume.  Abbie, is 4:30 allright? ahhh better hurry and print the pictures!! gotta leave in 20 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106640349850252642?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106640349850252642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106640349850252642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106640349850252642' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106633683515448958</id><published>2003-10-16T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T16:40:34.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man oh man, this is good stuff.  this really annoying 12-year-old girl that Abbie kinda-sorta knows started bitching at me last night because Abbie and i "ignored" her at the pig roast lasy weekend. this is great.  she's that yumpop_90 person, so feel free to add her and annoy to shite out of her. here's the actual conversation (no edits on her idiotic typing either! though *these* are my edits)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: hey?&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: um, hi.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: hey.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: aren't you the one who had red hair at the pid raost?&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: that would be me.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: oh.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: hey&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: blah&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: um... all right.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: sorry trying out the fonts&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: your on my buddy list&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: is there a reason you are talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: because I really don't have the time&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: yes&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: yes&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: yes'&lt;br /&gt;BUZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: would you stop that? people are trying to sleep around here.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: and they can't with that infernal buzzing noise.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: turn down the volume!&lt;br /&gt;BUZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: *devil smiley face*&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: okay, what do you want to say? then, I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: heeheeeheehaahaa&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: k.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: um.... how come at the raost you treated me like a little kid I hav seen dead people before. so to say as in freshly dead, cra wreck dead&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: it's not that it was dead people. it had disturbing images in it, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: I know I am seen it beforew&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: I mean really gtg &lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: your odd&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: I know. and that's why you wouldn't like me. see? you wouldn't want to hang with me.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: there you go, you gave yourself a reason.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: I ah va gothic friend I guess you just act lezbo&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: that's why you couldn't watch the thing. because you're close-minded and immature.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: oh please you wish you bitch&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: oh my, getting a bit upset, are we?&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: didn't your parents ever teach you any manners?&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: I suppose not.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: and u? *weird smiley face that I have no idea what it's trying to express*&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: GROW UP YOU&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: why, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: ah, another hypocrite to laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: abbies is nicer than you , i went to catelien&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't use big words around you.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: I know what hypocrite means thank you you, anti- social bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: You don't even know me.&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: Don't make assumptions. It's close-minded, and immature, something a kid would do.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: I know you and where your friend lives be where you mortal fools&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: Oh my, I think I'm going to have oh-so-horrible nightmares where angry children come at me in my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: I hope you know that you abbie are a bitch!! there I even sent it to your friend!!&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: no actually how about I hang you at the gallows you witch&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: type&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: Please rephrase that. It made absolutely no sense. Please learn to type before you type a bunch of gibberish nonsense in ugly lettering.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: hurry&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: gallows is i nuse&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: you idoit&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: and it ain't gibberish&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: Yes, I knew that, silly. By the way, you spelled noose wrong.&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: ok&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: BYE&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: *sad smiley face*&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: *crying smiley face*&lt;br /&gt;yumpop_90: *I think this smiley face is supposed to be drunk?*&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: You know, this is too easy. You bring yourself down with every word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i ignored her because i was just getting tired of her.  i was a bit disappointed, because the only insults she used were "bitch" and "lezbo".  i was hoping to argue with someone &lt;i&gt;intelligent&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106633683515448958?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106633683515448958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106633683515448958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106633683515448958' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106626732292110822</id><published>2003-10-15T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T21:22:02.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5000 hits!! *jumps for joy* thank you all!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106626732292110822?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106626732292110822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106626732292110822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106626732292110822' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106625661648270082</id><published>2003-10-15T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T18:23:36.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nyaaaaaa today was cool... i guess.  my English test went well, made a 91, and an 80 on my Lit test, blah.  i don't know why, it was so easy.  well, Lindsey made the same grade so i don't feel so bad.  i got her to help me with Algebra in the classes before the actual exam, so i'm hoping i did well!! &lt;a href="http://darkprotagonist.blogspot.com"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt; and Sarah did an Indian rain chant for uh.. luck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom picked me up from school today, and we drove through the square... and i got to see hottie barber Li Chen! he had his back turned to the window... but hey, arsage...  *evil thoughts*  Mom had to stop by the Transylvania club (also on the square) to do some sort of checking thing... and she was like, "why don't you walk down the the barber shop and press your nose up against the window and drool at him?"  i thought it was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we went down to Goody's and i got some niiice boots for my Kaoru costume.  i also got a belt and such. all i need now is a good black blazer that actually fits right!! i tried on one of Logan's, but, alas, it was too big. i also need to add a few details to my hat and such. and get some goggles and make them look.. uh.. night-visiony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAND we got Subway!!! i love Subway. i could eat it eeevvveryday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106625661648270082?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106625661648270082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106625661648270082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106625661648270082' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3301403.post-106618524801050345</id><published>2003-10-14T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T18:30:27.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh back to the life of Shannon.  today was ok, i took my Geography and French 9 weeks tests (which are like mid-semester exams).  well, i made a 98 on my Geography exam!! and i probably made an A+ on my French exam.  easy stuffs. tomorrow i have English/Lit and Algebra II.  English/Lit i presume will be easy, but i'm scared of Algebra!  i must ask Lindsey for help before the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed 2 hours at play practice today... the first hour and 45 minutes i did nothing while i listened to everyone else do their lines.  when it was finally my turn, i performed a very INTENSE scene from the play by myself... i was loud and dark... i feel proud of myself because after i finished the acting director had one of her little but very long spasms... which is a good thing, and she began yelling, "THAT'S IT!! PRAISE THE LORD THAT IS IT!!!"  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i got that much response from her.  because right before play practice i was practicing my lines with my mom and she kept telling me to speak loudly.  somewhere in there i broke down and started almost crying because i just couldn't do the part, saying stuff like, "i hate this character, i'm just NOT her, its too hard to be that loud, that low, say it this way, and use an accent all the same time!!"  atleast it's hard for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i began working on my public speaking presentation today, which i'm doing "J-rock: My Favorites".  i love the topic, and getting up there in front of the class and ranting and raving about Gackt, Hyde, and Dir en grey is just fun.  i pasted a bunch of spiffy pictures onto posterboard for my visual aid, now i just need some audio.  i wish i knew how to mix songs. oh well, i might end up playing a little bit of one song from each band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t, i get this Friday off for some odd reason unknown to mankind.  and next week i get two days off.  wednesday i get out of school because we're going to go see "The Tempest" in Atlanta.  i love Atlanta.  and that Friday i won't be going to school because.. i'm going to Gatlinburg! yay for scary Ripley's Believe it or Not haunted houses where people jump out at you and you have to walk through clear, bloody bodybags.  God i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get my hair dyed all Kaoru-like this Friday! w000t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH!! Mom and i were watching 13WMAZ and this commercial for "Survivor: Middle Georgia" came on. OH GOD!!! THATS HILARIOUS!!! they were like, "these castaways.. could win.. $5000!!!"  castaways...? it looked like they were at a lake.  aahhhh that's good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3301403-106618524801050345?l=buttermoth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106618524801050345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3301403/posts/default/106618524801050345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buttermoth.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106618524801050345' title=''/><author><name>Chronos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14784815951237346000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
