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    <title>ekestrel @ 2006-01-14T21:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-15T04:01:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-15T04:02:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey, i dont know if i'm ready to come back yet.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;part of me does and part of me doesnt.
&lt;br&gt;i read what all of you have to say.
even if you hate me.

because until i know for sure... i'll fill my empty world with all of yours. and ... i want you to remember that i remember you. and i miss you.

marissa, jessica, elaine...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

do you remember who i am? do you forgive me?

&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i found this:&lt;br&gt;i think i'm only this old because i live with a roommate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F0FFF0" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 26 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F8FFF8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>ekestrel @ 2005-12-08T08:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T14:43:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T14:43:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">woah, i feel like i stressed for the first time. seriously. but that was tuesday. i did all my homework on wednesday and now i feel liberated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nsml today. except i suck at all the problems. sigh, i want to retain perfect score ness and i know i'll be very dissappointed if i cant.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ekestrel:45247</id>
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    <title>ekestrel @ 2005-10-30T09:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T15:54:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T15:54:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one blank book&lt;br /&gt;wrote and drew a soul&lt;br /&gt;every pains i could i took&lt;br /&gt;left it where i'd never look&lt;br /&gt;again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ekestrel:44932</id>
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    <title>ekestrel @ 2005-10-08T22:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T03:05:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T03:05:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things To Get Really Good At:&lt;br /&gt;Flute&lt;br /&gt;Drawing&lt;br /&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;Cross Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE! I've narrowed it down to four. &amp;gt;shakes fist at sky&amp;lt; happy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait... i forgot...&lt;br /&gt;Dancing&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;HTML/CSS&lt;br /&gt;ACTs and SATs&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;and.... much much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway... had Merit today. Very busy, 6 hours of music. I'm in every afternoon class possible. It's like... second to top tier or something. Wow. I'm kind of proud and yet I realize I'm shit in all my classes. Sighhh. Okay enough rantness.</content>
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    <title>Homecoming At IMSA</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T19:25:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T19:25:52Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Bittersweet Syphony - The Verve</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey you guys! I actually had fun at IMSA's homecoming.

Here are some pictures of the people.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Before the dance was Spirit Week involving a lot of crazy dressing up.&lt;br&gt;
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Let's cut straight to the chase. Meet my straight (i think) friend:
Cliff. He's really smart and on Cross Country but what I like best
about him is his fashion sense.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 331px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/larky/Spirit_Week/CliffWoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Phew. What a shocker. Now here is Sharon, hottie with a body. She had great taste in music, and plays piano like no other.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 245px; height: 327px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/larky/Spirit_Week/SharonMan.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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So that was obviously Cross Dress day... well uhh the official name is
"Take A Chance Day". IMSA had a college fair on that day too... haha.&lt;br&gt;
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I made a pretty decent guy but no pictures of that. Here is Steven and me on Elegant Day.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img style="width: 327px; height: 245px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/larky/Spirit_Week/Elegant01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I totally dressed him up. That is Alan's jacket and he's wearing
Kevin's belt. You see... he represents about .5% of the sophomore
class, and the class with the highest percentage wins.&lt;br&gt;
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That night we had a Pep Rally for the Soccer game (because we dont have
a football team). Here is Alan and Alex from the sophomore drill team
looking great in war paint (I totally gave the paint that name).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/larky/Spirit_Week/DrillTeam.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
(Alan is my pseudo brother, he looks scary doesn't he?)&lt;br&gt;
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Now the actual dance was really fun. So much fun that there really
arent that many pictures of it. Here is one I managed to salvage.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/larky/Spirit_Week/DancingAerial.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
You can easily see Sharon who has short hair and is adjusting her
strapless dress. I'm the very tan person next to her wearing a black
halter that I borrowed from Elizabeth. No idea what we're looking at.
Nunu did my hair into an awesome bun because she is just that cool.&lt;br&gt;
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And then right after the dance some of us gathered to pose:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/larky/Spirit_Week/GroupPose.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I have the field museum bag obviously. Look how happy we all are! It was really fun.&lt;br&gt;
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meep homework time &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;;;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Mental Notes</title>
    <published>2005-09-11T03:56:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-11T03:56:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Deep Spirit - Lonely (Ziggy X Remix)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey. Gotta tell myself not to get too down about being antisocial. Not to get too down about everybody being connected and having to watch. Not going to get down about no art classes. Not going to get down about people talking to me or not talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess thats what you come to realize when you live somewhere for over three years. People start knowing eachother, people end up in other peoples' classes, people start going to your school from other people's schools. It's kinda new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it. It makes me feel part of something. It makes me want to rip apart into a million pieces, commit mitosis and meiosis, just to see how you guys end up. Just to be a part of it all.</content>
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    <title>What's Going On?</title>
    <published>2005-09-05T15:09:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-05T15:09:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vanessa Carlton - Private Radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Woah I have not updated this thing in forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go over the previous week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Got back to school. I think this is the point at which I got depressed for being too AntiSocial? Or was this last week, hmm. Anyway, I just sort of floated in jelly doing homework and stuff. It was a pseudo low point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Was nervous all day about Cross Country meet. I was the last person to qualify for Varsity or something like that. Went to the meet and did 39th, which wasn't awful. I came in 7th for IMSA, which means I made Varsity, at least for the next meet. 3 miles in just under 25 minutes, it's actually a really crappy time (despite the huge hill we went over twice). Lisa did 21 min, and was disappointed. Later on that night a whole bunch of people were caught, or accused of, drinking outside on the 05 Slabs. I heard there were at least six arrests. Taylor was accused, tested clean and got back around 4:30 AM she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Had first I-Day. Besides early morning Cross Country practice it was pretty boring. Later in the afternoon Sharon, Jing and I met up to "study" but then David Chang came out of nowhere and started talking to us. We were joined soon after by Cliff and Alan and out of nowhere came people returning with bubble tea from some chinese place. Alan called up his parents and got them to order Chinese food for us. Cliff, David and I then had to leave for Cross Country practice where I ran 53 minutes (incline after decline after incline, touch stuff). When we came back I called Alan and then David and I sprinted to 05 for Chinese food, Rachel and Cliff in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Swing Dance Club had a meeting from 9-10. I got Alan to come with and they taught us to swing dance. It was really fun, albeit the fact that I am uncoordinated with slow reflexes and loose arms. Oh I think I forgot everything too o0o;;. Rock step step step? Argh, ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: A whole bunch of people went home but I didnt because there was Saturday Cross Country meet. Instead I followed Rachel, Frances-Mei, Cliff, Louis, Tucker, Tyce and others to the Hexagon (a hexagonal patch of concrete between No Pond and Hill). Coincidentally we ended up playing the Belly Game and I joined in because it reminded me of Whitney Young; Frances-Mei and Tyce thought it was weird and left. Then everybody was "petting" eachother because it was a level 1 offense and thus really funny. By this time Rachel was on my stomach and I couldn't get out of it without disrupting the chain so I had to sit through an hour of the most boring, repetitive, dirty/sexual joke/conversation. Finally, I had enough and got up. Tucker was lying in a corner the entire time so I asked if he wanted to walk back. I'm glad he agreed with me that the conversation was unnecessary, ridiculous, repetitive and pointless. We foun Rima, Colin and some other people playing soccer with Rima's volleyball. Rima and I stood at the center, we were the "goals". Soon it was 11:00 and I left to get sleep for the race day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Race day did not go so well. Practice on Friday did something to my left lower-calf/ankle, I didn't really think it was a big deal though. After running the 3 mi in 24:56 (no improvement), I had a limp that I still do now. Sigh. Placing 42nd was a disappointment too, but 42 is a special number (9+12+9+12). Watched IMSA Soccer play some guys in brown uniforms. They were down 0-1 until the last 2 seconds where some guy got a penalty shot in. Two 5 minute sudden-deaths were played, no goal. I left after that. On the Pace bus I didnt have any change but the guy said they were running a promotion for students so I got on for free. At the Metra station I got ticket for $2.45 and fell asleep on the train. Union Station was end of the line and someone was kind enough to wake me up. I was exhausted that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides the limp I retained I guess I'm okay. I completed most of my homework and will be catching the 6:30 metra back to Aurora. Peace!</content>
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    <title>IMSA-ness</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T14:43:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T14:43:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sixpence None The Richer - Paralyzed</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I dont know who wants to know and who doesn't. Here goes a short summary of my experience at IMSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMSA is okay. My opinion of everything there is more or less neutral. I mean I'm kind of anti-social, I'm sure you guys all know that, so it's not the best environment for me. Sometimes I just want to be alone in my room to do work. Don't get me wrong, my roommate Evelyn doesn't really bother me or anything. However, that only leads me to feeling guilty that we &lt;i&gt;dont&lt;/i&gt; stay up to 2:00 chatting and bonding. It's something of a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me talk about my wing (03 D). Wings typically consist of 8-8-8 (seniors, juniors, sophomores). Our wing, however, only has 6-6-6. I'm not positive but I think the seniors include the twins Melanie and Stephanie, Jessica and her roommate (who is really nice but has a name that evades me), and Jen (who takes Russian III) and her roommate (who I dont know if I've ever met). The juniors include Stephanie, Kathy and Cathy for sure and 3 others. The sophomores are Ivy, Prianca (with the printer), Lacey (on volleyball), another girl who takes Russian one but I can't remember her name, and Evelyn and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, those names probably dont really mean anything to you. Anyway, our wing is cereal themed and pretty. Every wing has sort of a personally, for example wings in 02 are typically more atheletic and two of the wings in 05 are druggy. Our wing is pretty heterozygous, we're so mixed up. It's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now moving on. My day is really busy, I'd like to call you guys to chat but it's all a matter of finding the time to do so, same with emailing. See I wake up at 6:30 and go to breakfast which finishes at 7:30 in time for school to begin. School finishes at 4:15 and I immediately go back to my room, change, sign out and head to Cross Country (4:30) which finishes at 6:30, just enough time for me to walk to dinner and finish eating in time for 7 check (checks are mandatory presence in wing, role-call). From 7-9, Sophomores have a mandatory two hours of study hours (which I apply to finishing homework). Then from 9-10 I  finish homework or socialize. If I dont socialize I feel guilty of being overly antisocial. Then after 10 check I shower and before you know it it's 11:00p.m. Just in time to grab that 7.5 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross Country is really exciting. It's always satisfying to finish a long practice and go "oh yea, I ran everything" (even though I, personally, do not always run everything). The coaches are really nice, fun and professional, and the upperclassmen are cool. The team is really huge too. So anyway, as big a commitment as Cross Country is going to be (every day 2 hours and then every Saturday meets) I think I'm going to stick to it. Rachel is my running buddy, she's a little better then me which is good because it means that she encourages me and somewhat vice versa. We ran 50 minutes on Wednesday, egging eachother on. David, from YSP, is on the team too. So is Charlie, the girl at orientation telling everybody her name, and Charlie, the guy (real name David too) who ran 2 miles in under 12 minutes. And there's Cliff, who looks so much like a Josh and is a flute in band. It's pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... my classes. I feel pretty shitty taking MI 2 for math because almost everybody I know is taking MI 3+, but I guess I'm slowly getting over it. Dr. Krouse is actually pretty nice, and the class is easy enough for me to feel confident throughout. Same with Russian, I expected it to be a very bad class but the teacher is really good. I have lots of fun in Russian.&lt;br /&gt;Band is really hard. There are 22 flutes and it feels like every single one of them is better then me. Physics and Biology both come with a lot of homework too, though the classes themselves are pretty fun. Remember the physics class in green house? Yea we get to do stuff like that. I got really hyper while dropping beanbags and laughed a lot. Czerny, the Lit class, is proving to be good simply because he gives us so much freedom. Skinner is good too, he's an erudite and all of us are content to spend the entire class listening to him talk. That's about it for classes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dont really know what else you guys would want to know. I mean I guess I could scan my schedule but it wouldn't be very interesting. Most of the classes are over an hour, Biology and Physics are 90 minutes every other day. It's cool though, I'm learning a lot. I'm being challenged in every class, except MI 2, and thats refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Czerny assigned us a free write journal. What are some good ideas to write about?</content>
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    <title>School</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T12:15:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T12:15:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey! IMSA has been real busy. I think it's cross country that is going to kill me, 2 hour practices daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be home soon, but I thought I'd take this oppurtunity to write something down.</content>
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    <title>Wednesday</title>
    <published>2005-08-18T02:06:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-18T02:06:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Better Than Ezra - A Lifetime</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I guess the six of us were never meant to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note: got a laptop case, PJ bottoms and realized some horrifyingly fantastic truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wreckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Go Gotta Leave was playing as a packed.</content>
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    <title>Random Thing</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T00:29:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T00:29:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lee Ann Womack - I May Hate Myself in the Morning</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Long, drawn, movie. Funny though for stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather then making them boldface, I have opted to notate the ones relevent to myself with a [x] and the irrelevent ones [o] thus forcing copy and pasters to read my answers. muahaha. Additional comments are marked with a ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o] I am bisexual or homosexual.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I've consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I've run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I don't like Bush because he is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I don't like Bush with my own reasons to back it up.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I am for Bush.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I listen to political music.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I collect comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I am shorter than 5'5.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I think I'm ugly. ~actually sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[x] I shut others out when I'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I open up to others easily. ~only absolute strangers&lt;br /&gt;[o] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news. ~I read it, hope that counts&lt;br /&gt;[o] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own an iPod or MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I own multiple designer purses, costing over $100 a piece.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I own something from Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I own something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own something from The Gap. ~much love&lt;br /&gt;[o] I own something I got on e-bay.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love Disney Movies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sucker for hair/eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I don't kill bugs. ~depends, I take it outside if it is convienient to do so&lt;br /&gt;[o] I curse regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I paid for that cell phone ring.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am a sports fanatic. ~baseball&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have "x"s in my screen name. ~does one count?&lt;br /&gt;[o] I've slipped out an "lol" in a real conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I love Spam.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bake well. ~I'd like to think so&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I love Martha Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I am in love with love.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self conscious.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I smoke a pack a day.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I liked Perks of Being a Wallflower.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I liked Go Ask Alice.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I have many scars. ~I may get more from these mosquitos&lt;br /&gt;[o] I believe in ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I am really ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I see a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I love white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am comfortable with being me.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play video games.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm single.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm in a relationship. ~friends :D&lt;br /&gt;[o] I'm married.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten lost in your city.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Saw a shooting star. ~I dont know what I saw that time&lt;br /&gt;[o] Wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Saw a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I had a serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Gone out in public in your pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[o] I have kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Hugged a stranger. ~Its on my To-Do List&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been in a fist fight. ~Naivette ones&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Laughed and had milk or another drink come out of your nose.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator. ~Only a maximum four for our building light up though&lt;br /&gt;[o] Made out in an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Swore at your parents.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Kicked a guy where it hurts. ~On my To-Do List&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been close to love. ~Always in love&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been to a casino.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Saw a therapist.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Played spin the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour. ~eew&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitten someone.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Gotten the chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Kissed a member of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Crashed into a friend's car.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ridden in a taxi. ~o.o; who hasnt?&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shoplifted. ~Its her fault she didnt see the soda&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been fired.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Ever had a crush on someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Stole something from your job.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a crush on a teacher. ~Does rather-young-counsellor count?&lt;br /&gt;[o] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Slept with a co-worker.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been married.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Gotten divorced.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had children.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Driven over 400 miles in one day. ~I wasn't driving&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Thrown up in a bar.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Met someone in person from the internet. ~Not total strangers though&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been to a moto cross show.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Gone to college.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Graduated college.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had someone cheat on you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Taken painkillers when you didn't need them.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Smoked weed.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Snorted cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Ate shrooms.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Inhailed Nitrous.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Been in love. ~I wonder. Past-tense?&lt;br /&gt;[o] Cheated in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Woke up crying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Peed from laughing. ~Actually I dont know, probably&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had sex.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had sex in a car.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had sex in public.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had sex in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had sex in a sibling's bed.&lt;br /&gt;[o] Had sex in a parent's bed.&lt;br /&gt;Read the answers of the person who sent this to you.&lt;br /&gt;My answers are totally honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country :D</content>
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    <title>Morning</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T17:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T17:11:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Haha... I am unable to do an all nighter.</content>
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    <title>Monday Afternoon (before after)</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T03:07:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T03:07:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Natasha Bedingfield - Silent Movie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Whitesox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh they're so painful to watch. I watched the Minnesota guy strike out three guys in a row to end the 8th. Each time a batter went up I poured my faith into them, but it didnt really make much difference. I wish they would just win ONE game out of every four they play. Yesterday was so unfair too. I mean they were winning and then the game got cancelled? But the game before that they were losing to rain delay and THAT game didnt get cancelled. What the hell. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pantene and H2O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pantene stuff that you rub in your hair for three minutes (use once a week) is really nice. Its like super long lasting conditioner. H2O is pretty good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea I hit 2k, but that was a little while ago. Natasha Bedingfield right now, her CD is pretty good. I thought it'd be bad because, to be honest, I dont really like These Words. Silent Movie and Stumble more than made up for it though. Looking forward to adding more Ayumi Hamasaki, and a zillion CDs that I've got saved for listening to slowly while I'm internet deprived at IMSA (including Phantoms - Acceptance, thanks Jessica; and Nirvana, thanks MKenny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an appointment for tomorrow 1:30. I'm such a clinic cynic, but what you gotta do you gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then vs Than&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GryfalCoN989: then is a transition&lt;br /&gt;GryfalCoN989: than is a comparison&lt;br /&gt;GryfalCoN989: i am better THAN that&lt;br /&gt;GryfalCoN989: i went to sleep THEN woke up</content>
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    <title>Sunday</title>
    <published>2005-08-15T13:14:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-15T13:14:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sixpence None The Richer - Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sigh its that time of year again. Not to mention that time of month as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of the morning on the computer doing this and that. But finally my mom deemed it time to go school supply shopping. As we walk down state street I hear her ranting about this and that and finally we get to Staples. Then she decides NOT to buy me school supplies. So I walk away and go home to get my money.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the end it just turned out she was hungry and hunger leads people to be in a bad mood (undestatement). We ended up hitting Staples, Marshall Fields and Lady Foot Locker before walking home to dump it all. Then we went to Target and bought some linens (&amp;lt;3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneakers: Reebok&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo: Pantene (is it good? i'm too used to dove)&lt;br /&gt;Shower Gel: H2O (ehe, really nice brand)&lt;br /&gt;Notebooks/Folders: Five Star Mead&lt;br /&gt;Tape: Scotch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got a whole bunch of my stuff packed up too. Med stuff today.</content>
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    <title>Good Morning</title>
    <published>2005-08-14T14:48:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-14T14:48:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey! Okay so I'm back at last. But not for long seeing as school starts in &lt;u&gt;four days&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tentative schedule for the next four days looks something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: School supply shopping and maybe fun shopping, with mom&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;b&gt;change of plans&lt;/b&gt; My mom wants to go get some of my medical stuff sorted out asap.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Packing spree, and whatever else pops up (Kenny?)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Meeting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monday thing isnt going to work out for me (i'm going to try to get to each of you personally). I dont want to kill you guys' day, but if the medical thing finishes before noon I guess we can still meet up on Monday, same place same people. I dont know, clinics are sometimes unnecessarily busy, if you guys want to do it this way I'll just give you all a call when I'm done?&lt;br /&gt;Or we could reschedule the entire thing for Wednesday, same place same time same people. Well whatever. I'll see how things go when you guys get online.</content>
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    <title>ekestrel @ 2005-08-13T18:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-13T23:03:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-13T23:03:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;snip&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Back Home</title>
    <published>2005-08-06T05:06:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-06T05:06:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Statements of last post still stand, as I dont feel like repeating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game was great. Seattle won 4-2. Of course I would have been equally happy had the Sox won. Elvis was kind of dull but fireworks were lovely. So tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found greater meaning to delibly. The vision came to me first on a cracked sign and secondly in the air in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finsihed HP 6 but I dont feel like going on about it. There's really not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Squib&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; You scored 16% Slytherin, 32% Ravenclaw, 40% Gryffindor, and 36% Hufflepuff! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure that you belong at Hogwarts? You show no defined personal&lt;br /&gt;characteristics and therefore no house preference. Perhaps you should&lt;br /&gt;seriously consider a lucrative career in dentistry or tax preparation&lt;br /&gt;-- or allow the Sorting Hat to redetermine your place at a later date. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/414/86/4140860710440211853/mt1102757713.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="32"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="118"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;21%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Slytherin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="83"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="67"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;55%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Ravenclaw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="57"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="93"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;38%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Gryffindor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="107"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="43"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;71%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Hufflepuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=610156788038991331"&gt;The Sorting Hat Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=4140860710440211853"&gt;leeannslytherin&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what do you know. a year ago I would have been Ravenclaw. But I guess... I know this is the person I am. Life gave me extra skill points because it knew I would want to be good at everything. But it didnt want to be unfair to others so I am only mediocre... at everything. Its ok.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Anticipation</title>
    <published>2005-08-05T21:54:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-05T21:54:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Snow Patrol - Run</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey guess what? I'm leaving! Yea thats right I'm sick of this lame world and all the lame people in it. I'm sick of your lame attitudes and pretentious comments, or lack thereof. The only comforting thoughts are paradoxes that exist in little boxes tied together with ribbons. So I'm going to commit suicide for a week and see what it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea I got my ears pierced, again. This time I will try my hardest to keep intact. Though its not my fault my ear-skin have amazing regenerative properties.&lt;br /&gt;Wow Bao is good, as is Levis and Wet Seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love, I dont actually intend on commiting suicide. If I dont get online again for a week its because of the baseball game followed by sleep followed by six hours in a rented van followed by a weeks stay in Michigan. Its going to be fun fun fun! Our place apparently comes with this little stretch of beach and I plan to paint or draw or sun or swim or read or relax or play cards with my brother or write a novel or whatever! I'm actually looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... oh screw it I'm just going to assume you people are going to miss me. Its a lot less mentally degrading this way.&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who talk to me through email, my mom promised trips to the local town internet cafes. I'll probably update my livejournal at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah it feels like summer is just starting and almost over at the same time. I'm finally getting out of Chicago (not that I wanted to, this would have been my frist summer at home). Yet as soon as I come back I have 3 days and then I'm gone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go White Sox. And Seattle Mariners. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>Morning of the Last Day</title>
    <published>2005-08-05T14:08:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-05T14:08:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pat McGee Band - Anybody</lj:music>
    <content type="html">o0o Posting a bit late today. I was up for hours though, just a bit lazy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mileage: 3.0, I wasnt as tired at the end as I was yesterday. At least... I was exhausted but I was weary, its like the difference between chronic and instantaneous. No major cramps today, I think thats an improvement. Though my foot cramped in the middle and there was a stitch at the very very beginning in my right side (it faded after about three blocks).&lt;br /&gt;Goal: nothing tomorrow (bit tired... and we're leaving in the morning). 3.0 the day after (if i can find a trail).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy music and packing day looms ahead. Maybe I'll be able to burn an hour or two on the HR RO server. Shall see shall see....</content>
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    <title>Cramp</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T12:13:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T12:13:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mileage: 3.0, had to run with cramp in right side for the last six blocks xX. I must say today I barely made it but one day I guess I will throw so much into it that I wont be able to walk home. The grass at the park was tempting.&lt;br /&gt;Goal: 3.0&lt;br /&gt;Actually, today had the worst run conditions for me. First I woke up in the middle of the early morning and my right calve was cramped (it does this often). I had to wait there gripping my ankle until the pain receded (its routine). Then when I woke up at first I didnt want to get up "do my eyes deceive me? there is no sunlight" (for it was cloudy). When I finally did get out of bed I realized that because I didnt have enough dinner I was starved (half a graham cracker stopped the stomach pains, though I'm sure it was one additional pain to what you feel when running) and thirsty (one sip was all I dared take).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats all over with. I have survived another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Watertower and State street was very fun. I think the two highlights were Body Shop and Victoria's Secret. Sephora, Soho and Express were good too. Ah man, we cant go through any of those shops again today though, or I would feel so awful for not buying anything. But I definately cant buy anything because I have only 30 some dollars left (after 6 mcdonals, 20 post office, 20 bras). Thats just barely enough to pierce ears I believe. I'll have to bring some of my savings so I can get a shower gel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me I really need to shower &amp;gt;just finished running&amp;lt;.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Late Start</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T14:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T14:39:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Actually no. I woke up a few minutes before my iPod alarm went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mileage: 3.0, I think this is the first time I've ran three miles straight. I'm not even sure its exactly three miles since city blocks are sometimes longer sometimes shorter then 1/8 of a mile. Well I ran 24 of them. My legs started hurting at around the 2.25 mark, same as the first day. I have learned to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;Goal: 3.0. I dont think I'll be increasing this for a few days at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... off to the post office and watertower :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh man, I'm finally understanding CSS. This book was incredibly helpful. 1) CSS/DHTML, 2) Alg/Trig, 3) ACT, 4) SAT Vocab, 5) HP6 (HPB), 6) (opt) Javascript Goodies)</content>
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    <title>Morning :D</title>
    <published>2005-08-02T13:19:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T13:19:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fountains of Wayne again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Mileage: 2.5 again, my legs started hurting about 4 blocks early, and I looked at my watch this time. About 17-18 minutes (give or take a few)&lt;br /&gt;Goal: 3.0, I dont know if I'll be able to do it though. Today was really tiring. I dont usually run so much in the course of two days, or three, or a week for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd much rather be a morning person then a night owl.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I.... *got up and ran at 6:00, *came home and showered, *ate bread for breakfast, *did my own laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to MeiYi (aka Maria), on her xanga, Memoirs of a Geisha opens sometime in December. I cant wait! It has a whole shitload of asian actors and actresses, definatey interesting. Hey I dont know about you guys but I'd want to be an extra in a asian movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flute lesson later, I hope I can finish my laundry before 1:00. I have at least 3 small loads to go through.</content>
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    <title>Deviantart Detour</title>
    <published>2005-08-02T03:10:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T03:10:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blink 182 - All The Small Things</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Woah what is going on at DeviantArt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jark gets fired and deviants unite in protest. I like this. I like it enough that I might actually get off my lazy ass and draw something for it. Check this out: all the daily favs today on DeviantArt are Jark related.&lt;br /&gt;I dont just like this, I love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(library, post office, reading today)</content>
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    <title>Dawn Breaks</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T12:59:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T13:01:41Z</updated>
    <category term="to-do"/>
    <lj:music>Three Doors Down - Never Will I Break</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Mileage: 2.5, got up at 6 came back at 7. Don't know how long I ran because I never time myself. For the first time my legs hurt, but only for the final block. My chest hurt a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrows Goal: 2.5, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flute&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-practice&lt;br /&gt;-return and buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and HPB&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-finish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="grey"&gt;-its already been spoiled though&lt;br /&gt;-Memoirs of a Geisha was good&lt;br /&gt;-I thought MoaG was non-fiction, its actually fiction&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom's Errands&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Post office for her letter&lt;br /&gt;-Library, return/renew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Productive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Algebra 2&lt;br /&gt;-Draw&lt;br /&gt;-CSS/Javascript?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Around the House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pack&lt;br /&gt;-Clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Acquire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shorts, Sneakers, Hats, Belts, Tanks&lt;br /&gt;-Earrings with Marissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Active&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Goal: 4 mi.&lt;br /&gt;-DDR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time Frame:&lt;/b&gt; 1 week. (17 days for running goal)&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Checkpoint!</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T20:56:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T00:57:51Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Three Doors Down stuff</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Now you have ME making BAB!&lt;br /&gt;Wel this weekend certainly was interesting. My feelings are utterly mixed about IMSA, there are so many pros and cons somethat I cannot even accompany with words. What I can say is that I will probably follow a V curve rather then a W curve. See, I dont get to do the Honeymoon stage at all, since I never really wanted to go there. And because I never really wanted to go there then I wont be all like "oh no! trouble adjusting to too much work and getting lost at school, my roommate stinks poo!". Instead I will skip those (or do them really fast) and go on to thinking "hmm this is not so bad" then going "freak, everybody is so freaking smart, freak". But the advantage is that I will probably reach the "alright, I'm rocking here. Who cares if I'm not the best I'm still doing great and I have my buds" stage before anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;As for the friends I made, or I guess aquaintances, they are nothing like what I expected (psh, I saw that coming). Evelyn is my roommate, I guess. Or well, we wrote it down and I hope it gets to them because she's cool unlike some weirdo I MIGHT have gotten. She'll be a shmen like me. Then there's Frances Mei, a chinese-irish hybrid, really tall and into "PT" (physical training); she taught me like... 5 different kinds of sit-ups, went to boot camp (enjoyed it) and was going to try out for the Olympics, volleyball, before she (tragically) sprained her ankle (no joke :/). Julie is this really pretty red head who is so good at frisbee. Sharon is another Chinese person who has my taste in music and Shoba (sp?) is a short-indian person who I roomed with for orientation. Shoba's father and David actually had the same mentor and our moms ended up in the same room too, what a coincidence! Terry is the frisbee-obsessed senior, and he's really cool; as is Min (sp?) who is either a senior or junior, she told us some funny stories and showed us around.&lt;br /&gt;Besides getting a ton of mosquito bites from playing volleyball and frisbee and listening to boring presentations, it was an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to complete my checkpoint I will cut some strings.</content>
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