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Lord Lich
Yours Truly is known as Lord Lich. You are allowed to call her 'my lord' or 'my evilness'. She is often found in Volcano numbers 1 and 2, torturing victims, or in number 4, planning more world conquests. Otherwise, she may be found in number 3, sleeping.

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The Thursday Next Series - Jasper Fford
Jingo - Pratchett
Hogfather - Pratchett
Going Postal - Pratchett
Tale of Two Cities
Night Watch - Pratchett
Thief of Time - Pratchett
Monstrous Regiment - Pratchett
Stardust - Neil Gaiman
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The Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck

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Friday, August 19, 2005

Karate is a major bang in the head. Not only can I NOT keep my balance, there is now this new 'cat' move, which majorly hurts my feet and makes me tilt in all weird directions. How I'm supposed to attack someone on this eludes me. I mean, I can probably learn the catwalk faster, but that's rather useless for getting out of a stupid situation. *If it doesn't keep me into deeper shit, that is*

Not to mention I even forgot to wear my retainers down. Speaking of retainers, Toad is a damned idiot. She ALWAYS catches me doing something not-to-be-seen with them, like TAKING THEM OFF. I should just get a radar and keep tabs on her so I can do so safely. *mutters*

Oh yeah. Me and Mel went to Taka today to waste away time before our LSL, and we went about looking for birthday presents for irritating people (tofu) and not-so-irritating people (fei2) and evil people (gen and mary). There was this art and craft shop that was SO UTTERLY UBERLY COOL. I mean, where else do you get authentic disks of wood with the bark in their perfect state of imperfection? And gigantic-for-writing quills? And uber cute little fluff-balls? And LOTS MORE AND LOTS MORE AND LOTS MORE. I'm, like, probably going to spend over 20 bucks there lorh.

Oh yeah, we found two types of notebooks for Mary. There's the elegant diary sort of thing, then there's the bimbotic with women on the cover and whatnot notebooks. (I myself can't choose, but the latter's definitely for school.) Ahwells. We'll buy one for mary and I'll get the other for myself.

Oh yeah, and then there's these uber-cool wax sticks and stamps for making seals. I wanna that also. (but then again, I want a lot of things)

Sometimes I don't know whether to pity you or to laugh in your face. You live in your idealistic world, with morals and convictions that would only survive in a perfect world. You scorn similiarites between people and support individuality, fighting for freedom of expression irregardless of consequences. You think you're smart with your ideas and 'scientific' brain, but the result as everyone can see is always failure, but even then your thick head refuses to accept the truth. You want freedom of expression, to stand up for your rights, but a serial murderer can hardly do as he wants. You scorn society, saying that one has no individuality anymore, yet sometimes there IS no individuality to find. We laugh, we cry, and we frown. At different things, maybe, but in the end, we're all the same. You try so hard to stand out that you STICK out, and sometimes you just have to realise that some matters are not for you to take into your own hands. Pathetic, really, to throw away oneself in order to express that. I don't know what I ever saw in you, but at least that was two years ago, and I thank god I've woken up.

Sorry about that, I was chatting today, then they were talking about someone I haven't even THOUGHT about in the past, say, 22 months, and I suddenly realise how lucridous and ridiculous she is, and how utterly deluded I had been to absurdly actually think she had a point. *mutters disgustedly*

Okaayyy, this post is DEFINITELY taking a turn for the worse here. Au revoir!

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