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  <title>Names are irrelevant!</title>
  <subtitle>Akesato</subtitle>
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    <name>Akesato</name>
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  <updated>2004-10-19T18:16:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:akesato:12812</id>
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    <title>A modest proposal ^_^</title>
    <published>2004-10-19T18:16:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-19T18:16:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear Kondou-san,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the psychotic nature of most of Kyuuri's women, and the special circumstances of most of Kyuuri's men, I humbly request to be allowed to join the men's side for the onsen field trip. I think it would not only be for the best, but it would help things run more smoothly and efficiently, and make everybody happy. ^_^ &lt;strike&gt;Plus, if you say no, I'll cry.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dedicated student,&lt;br /&gt;Fuuma Akesato</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:akesato:12602</id>
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    <title>Too quiet...</title>
    <published>2004-10-03T22:29:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-03T22:29:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everyone's been out sick with that bug that's going around...&lt;strike&gt;I'm SO SORRY, GUYS! *Wails* I'll make this up to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!&lt;/strike&gt; As a result, it's been... calm. Much too calm. I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except... there've been a lot more weird incidents around school. Girls' underwear getting stolen out of the locker rooms, &lt;i&gt;boys'&lt;/i&gt; underwear getting stolen out of the locker rooms, Niimi-sensei's entire stash of beer getting stolen &lt;strike&gt;from that cooler under his desk that he told me not to tell anyone about... oh... right, you didn't see that&lt;/strike&gt;. And I was walking past the old Chemistry building the other day, and I heard someone yell something at me about my skirt... and call me "Chickabiddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the gals in my Calculus class keep mumbling about 'offering a human sacrifice for him'... and they keep looking at me funny. I'm confused... a sacrifice for who? &lt;strike&gt;And DAMN IT, WHERE DID MY PANTIES GO?!&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:akesato:12352</id>
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    <title>...odd.</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T22:29:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T22:29:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring.. bananaphone...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Color me confused. Very, very confused. And I've got that creepy Bananaphone song stuck in my head, but that's beyond the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly had no idea people thought Souji-kun and I were a couple. &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt;. But apparently, Hijikata-san thought so. As did Yamanami-san, at one point. As did about three-quarters of the female portion of the freshmen class, not to mention their sharp objects. *Wince* ...umm, yeah, I'll be avoiding the girls' locker rooms for a while. Besides, I hear Heisuke-kun set up cameras in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to clarify: I. Am. Not. Dating. Okita. Souji. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, do not ask me if I'm dating him. Or threaten me for the supposed dating. Or seek revenge for the supposed corruption of his supposed innocence. &lt;strike&gt;Plus, he's gayer than monkeys on nitrous oxide... or something. What was that quote again?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Ummmm, remember how you started sending me to the guidance counselor? Matsudaira-san? I was wondering if I could continue those session thingies with Saitou-sensei, instead. It's just that I'm more comfortable with Saitou-sensei, and I've been going to therapy with him for a while, and okay, if you really want to know, Matsudaira-san needs HELP. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oh, and does Kyuuri have a swimming pool?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I turned seventeen today. All I need to do is make it to the end of the day without seeing one clown or balloon animal, and I'll be good to go.</content>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-09-19T19:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-19T22:51:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-19T22:51:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...I am a horrible, horrible, &lt;i&gt;horrible&lt;/i&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably won't be at school today. I'm too busy baking. And after I've finished baking at many cookies as you want, Souji, you're free to kill me. In a long, drawn out, grisly, painful death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do respect my dying wishes and take care of yourself? ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...out of sugar. Damn. Will have to get more.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:akesato:11860</id>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-09-14T22:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-15T01:49:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-15T01:49:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The TV... I didn't know they had Law and Order dubbed here.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's official. I cannot do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hijikata-san... um... I'm really, really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; sorry. Please feel better soon. I can make you some tea or something, but maybe I should get someone else to bring it, in case you don't want to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And besides, I've decided that I don't want to die yet.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...in happier news, my own cold is clearing up quite nicely.</content>
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    <title>Bah.</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T01:09:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T02:18:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is not my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/class_ninja/387.html?thread=387#t387"&gt;I have ANOTHER detention.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souji, as someone I consider a dear friend, please kill me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [And on top of that, I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; feel awful. I should have just slept for the rest of the week. Maybe I'll give Hijikata-san my germs, at least...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Am back from detention. Really, how cruel could you get?! I've been working my ass off this year, and I put one single toe out of line and I get shoved into detention! Again! I can't take this anymore... I'm going to die from stress-related illnesses &lt;strike&gt;like Tatsunosuke-kun&lt;/strike&gt; before I graduate.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:akesato:11502</id>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-09-08T12:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-08T16:53:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-08T21:41:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I apologize for my lack of attendance lately... I haven't been feeling well. I should be back at school tomorrow, though, so it isn't a problem. I want to be caught up before the &lt;strike&gt;teensy wittle&lt;/strike&gt; freshman kendou club tryouts, after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my teachers could give me an update on what I missed, though, that would be wonderful. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yamanami-san... errr, I know you probably aren't reading this, since the last thing you're thinking about right now is student journals, right? Uhh, yeah, anyways... try not to stress yourself out, okay? I mean, get a good night's sleep, eat properly, and all that... I mean, just keep in mind that &lt;strike&gt;I'm&lt;/strike&gt; we're worried about you... ahhh... best of luck, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm... yeah, I'm done now! &lt;strike&gt;And I promise to &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt; lay off the medication.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Nevermiiiiiind. *Big, silly smile* All better.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:akesato:11203</id>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-09-04T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T17:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T17:11:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmph. It looks like some of the staff members have seen fit not to greet their students that they haven't seen in months. Not like I'm complaining, or anything. Or referring to anyone in particular. Nope. Of course not. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the absence of no one in particular, it's already shaping up to be an... interesting year. Although I could have done without the detention. And I think I might have joined the Drama Club. Oh, well, might be fun! But I still wish we had a martial arts club... we've got Kendou Club, but it's not the same. No one will actually fight me, they just... run away. Screaming bloody murder. I still don't get what's so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souji-kun, I've got all the history notes copied for you. Just come by my locker after school and I'll give them to you. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [...ugh... stupid, rich bastard. I can't &lt;i&gt;stand&lt;/i&gt; him constantly sneering and rolling his eyes at me and making smug little comments every time I do something stupid. Why the hell is he following me around like this, anyway?! What did I do to him?!]</content>
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    <title>*Yawns*</title>
    <published>2004-09-01T14:52:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-01T17:51:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Argentina Sky - Mirah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; early for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this would be the first day of my last year at Kyuuri! And I'm... kinda stranded at my house, seeing as some asshole ran over my bike yesterday when I was picking up school supplies. So, I guess I'm walking... unless someone would be so kind as to give me a ride~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Walking, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... summer in Holland was normal. Normal for my family, at least. Which isn't really a good thing or a bad thing, I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say, other than I missed everyone, and I can't wait to see you all again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Well, now I know &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/why_cucumber"&gt;who&lt;/a&gt; totalled my bike.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:akesato:10336</id>
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    <title>OOC - Placeholder Post</title>
    <published>2004-08-25T19:30:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-25T19:30:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello all! Hope everyone had a great summer, and welcome to Kyuuri RP, version 2.0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the lovely spamfests below this post have nothing to do with the current timeline. But we're sentimental-types, and everyone should bask in the crack that is version 1.0~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Spam, coming soon! *Puts up a "Watch this space" sign*</content>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-06-26T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-26T23:13:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-26T23:13:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...okay. I take back what I said in my last entry. Everything is all better... and wonderful... and... yeah, I'm happy now. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this is goodbye for two weeks! I'm leaving for Holland tomorrow morning to visit my father and his side of the family! It's all cleared with Kondou-san, so, everyone who shares a class with me, if it's not too much trouble, could I take a look at all your class notes when I get back? &lt;strike&gt;Yes, you have to actually take them when I'm not here, and yes, that includes History.&lt;/strike&gt; And I don't suppose any of my teachers could give me some assignments in advance? That way, I won't be too far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all in two weeks! I'll pick up souveneirs for anyone who wants something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Oh, who am I kidding? This is going to be terrible. I can't go to that hellhole alone. Yamanami-han? Somebody? Come with me. Please?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Yep, I'm really leaving for two weeks. *ignores the rabid cheering of the crowd* I'm going to a writer's conference in Tennesse. So, everyone, have fun while I'm gone! And Mochi, since LJ is being teh suck right now, I haven't gotten to post that log yet. When I get back, I will, I promise ^_^ Later, all!]&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hey guys...</title>
    <published>2004-06-17T03:28:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-17T03:28:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some sappy romance song on the radio that ISN'T HELPING!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...want to know something really amusing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been dumped for a ferret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. Ahahaha. Hahahahaha. AHAHAHAHAHAH! HAHAHAHA! HAHAHA! HAHA-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely.</content>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-06-05T13:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-05T16:41:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-05T16:41:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, it's been a while since I updated this thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, am currently holed up in the student council office, trying to sort all this paperwork out. It doesn't look like anyone's been in to work for weeks, and the room is... well, a disaster zone, to say the least. I'm going to have to make it look presentable in case the inspectors decide to grace us with their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... this 'Proposals' folder is getting full. I don't think half of these have even been looked at. &lt;strike&gt;And concerning some of the things proposed, I'm not surprised kaichou stuffed them away.&lt;/strike&gt; Oooh, this one has some kind of stick figure diagram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, as long as I'm here, might as well reorganize everything. Will probably be in here for another hour. Maybe longer.</content>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-05-20T17:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-20T22:02:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-20T22:02:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Radha Kaise Na Jale- Lagaan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The school has descended into a rather awkward silence lately. Aside from a certain &lt;i&gt;group&lt;/i&gt; (who, may I add, keep exchanging glances and snickering like there's some big inside joke), everyone seems kind of moody. Feels like I missed something big here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hijikata-san, Sakamoto-sensei, did something happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wasn't going to say anything about this. I didn't think you'd give me a reason to. But then I find &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sannan/2268.html#cutid1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Did you think this kind of flattery would get you anywhere? Oh no. Nonononononono. I'm angry here. Yup. Absolutely furious. Two weeks, Yamanami-han! Two weeks you didn't call me! God knows I tried to call you! I even came by your house! But no, you were off with the &lt;i&gt;ferret&lt;/i&gt;. I bet you enjoy it's company a lot more than you enjoy mine. I can see why. You're far too nice to a kid like me... but when I read that entry, I was so happy... and you really love me? *Squeals shrilly* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and stop by your house later, okay? I really miss seeing you ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[OOC: *Sings* I'm going to Jacon~~~~! Heh, this'll be my first convention, so it should be fun. Be back late Sunday! Have a nice weekend, everyone!]</content>
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    <title>akesato @ 2004-05-18T10:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-18T13:16:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-18T13:42:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am proud to say that I now have no idea what is going on in this school. I'd ask, but... I suppose that'd ruin the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I wish you all luck. Really, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Umm... Uncle Saitoh? Are you okay? You seem so tense lately. Try not to let it bother you, okay? I'm sure there's a good explination.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, once again, time for History. Maybe I can get a break and stop by the Dean's office?</content>
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    <title>Back from Nagasaki~</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T23:15:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T23:25:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a &lt;i&gt;lovely&lt;/i&gt; time, although half of the vacation was made up of sleeping, watching TV in the hotel, or trying to master the rather difficult dialect. Saitou-sensei's colleagues were rather odd, but very nice. Tani-san in particular was very kind to me, although I'm still not sure what the purpose of the banana he gave me is. Ah, perhaps it's some kind of custom of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, sensei, I had so much fun, and you were wonderful company. We should do it again, sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ara, where are my manners today? We have a new student! Welcome to Kyuuri, Pierce-san! It'll take some getting used to, but I'm sure you'll &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; it here! If you need any help, don't hesitate to ask me ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Ah... go easy on him, okay? I feel kind of sorry for the poor sap.]</content>
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    <title>You know, I'm running out of stuff to put up here.</title>
    <published>2004-05-03T21:12:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-04T00:13:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One freshman: not very intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole gang of freshmen: absolutely terrifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take it all back, everyone. Women are terrifying hell-beasts. Especially the more... obsessive ones. I never knew my darling cousin was so popular among the ladies. Well, I'm not actually physically injured, that's the important thing! And... I suppose that I never really liked my hair long anyways. It looks better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Can I please get out of my innoculations? Please please please? I defended Souji-kun's virtue, you owe me a favor! *Begs*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Umm... Yamanami-han? Where are you? &lt;strike&gt;I've been calling all weekend, you know. Not like you care. You're probably off having the time of your life somewhere! Did you even give a single thought to how I might feel if I didn't see you/hear from you for a week? I didn't think so! If I was annoying you that badly, you should have said somet- oh God, I'm annoying you now, aren't I? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bother you like this! I'm really a terrible girlfriend, aren't I? I don't blame you for not wanting to be around me! I'm so, so sorry!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll just leave my cell phone on! Give me a call later!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll go back to bed... spent most of last night working on my Psych homework. It doesn't feel like I've slept at all!</content>
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    <title>My my...</title>
    <published>2004-04-28T20:36:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-28T21:04:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I'm Only Happy When it Rains- Garbage</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What are these anti-women vibes floating around as of late? It seems like every time I walk into a room, everyone's whispering about how to "be careful around women" or how "women are scary." And then as soon as they see me, they all panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not being delusional. There's nothing delusional about muscular, fully-grown members of the kendou club running and screaming. Or Furutaka-sensei cringing every time I make a sudden gesture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, you're all (or most of you are, anyways) men here. Can you explain this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[You mentioned withdrawal symptoms earlier. Just out of curiousity: what kind of symptoms? And how severe do they need to be for one to get worried?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Thank God Yamazaki's back. I've never been so happy to see that angst-ridden little jerk. Maybe Ayumu-san will stop accusing me of kidnapping now? I hope so.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[OOC: No, really, welcome back, Susumu!]</content>
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    <title>Sunday.</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T15:36:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-25T15:38:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[HELL YEAH! HEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL YEAH!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've gotten that off my chest, isn't it such a beautiful day? Don't you all just &lt;i&gt;looooove&lt;/i&gt; Sundays? I'm just finishing up my Engrish homework! And while I'm on the subject: Sakamoto-sensei is a &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt; teacher, and I like his sombrero-hat-thingy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood for lots and lots of baking! Who wants cookies? Of course you want cookies! I'll go bake them right away! See you all later! *Hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: No, I have not had any liquor in the past 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT #2: No, I am not on any medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT #3: No, I do not &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; any medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT #4: ...well, that sounds like my cookies are ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[OOC: Akiko, it just occurred to me that we never discussed who was to edit the log. Did you save it, by any chance?]</content>
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    <title>C'est la vie.</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T21:13:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T21:13:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sakamoto-sensei. What is that song, anyways?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. I actually felt very relaxed today. Green tea is really a marvelous thing. I've been carrying a thermos of it around lately, it really calms me down. Well, I'm hoping it's the tea, and not that &lt;i&gt;la belle indifference&lt;/i&gt; thing we learned about in psychology. Whatever it is, I'm sure I can discuss it with Saitou-sensei during my next therapy session. Meanwhile, I'll just hope that I don't run out of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be stopping by Hijikata-san's office a bit later. My history book was burned in an unfortunate *ahem* mishap, and he has kindly offered to supply me with a new, better one. I'm sure Itou-sensei won't mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I better get back to my work. I have so much English work to do...</content>
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    <title>Hmph.</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T21:44:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-19T21:44:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whoever nailed the dead possum and the note reading "die u whore" to my locker: &lt;strike&gt;please don't hurt me&lt;/strike&gt; it's not appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I apologize if I was a little jumpy today. And to that freshman kid who came up behind me in the hallway... I'm so sorry. I really hope your head feels better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next therapy session should be pretty soon, thankfully. I thought about hiding in the closet until then, to avoid further injuries to underclassmen. Unfortunately, I do have school, and I need to get out to the grocery store to buy some more sugar, not to mention noodles. If I don't bring soba to my session, Saitoh-sensei will be very disappointed.</content>
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    <title>While I should be studying...</title>
    <published>2004-04-13T00:05:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-13T00:05:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Normally I wouldn't procrastinate on homework, but I can't come up with anything else to write for my history essay. So far, this is what I have. I'm taking it straight from my class notes, so it may seem a little choppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"People wore kimonos in the Edo period. Kimonos are pretty. Itou-sensei likes kimonos. Itou-sensei would wear a kimono to school every day, but Hijikata-dono said no. Hijikata-dono is simply denying his lust for Itou-sensei. Hijikata-dono should simply come to terms with his true feelings. Itou-sensei thinks Hijikata-dono would look wonderful in a kimono. Hijikata-dono's little pet doesn't appreciate him like Itou-sensei would. Itou-sensei has a fantasy about himself, Hijikata-dono, and kimonos, which involves --"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's as far as my notes went. I think I might have left to room to &lt;strike&gt;vomit&lt;/strike&gt; get a drink of water. If anyone can help me finish it, that would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[I'm thinking of selling some of my cookies, maybe get a little extra spending money. Since you two are always so sweet about complimenting my cooking, you can be taste-testers if you like!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[I really enjoyed the other night! I hope we can do it again sometime!]</content>
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    <title>Hmmmm...</title>
    <published>2004-04-11T15:52:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-11T16:50:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Things to do in the next few days:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do something about this burn. *Winces*&lt;br /&gt;-Go grocery shopping and replenish baking suppiles.&lt;br /&gt;-Make some peanut butter cookies for Souji-kun.&lt;br /&gt;-Make some soba. Although I've been making it for Saitou-sensei, I've never tried it.&lt;br /&gt;-Stay the hell away from Hijikata-san, unless I feel the sudden urge to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, looks like I'll have the house to myself for the next few days. A few people have graciously offered to keep me company, so I don't spend the few days hiding in a closet. Thank you, everyone! I appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those said people should be here in a few minutes. I just hope I can actually &lt;i&gt;talk&lt;/i&gt; to him this time without doing anything exceedingly stupid. Ugh, I should have bought flowers! Why didn't I buy flowers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go bake some more. Baking makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If he gives me that oblivious, idiot laugh, I'll kill someone. Okay, maybe I'll just take it out on the wall, but still...</content>
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    <title>Well, this has to be a first...</title>
    <published>2004-04-08T20:41:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-08T20:41:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I actually have plans for this weekend! I don't want to get ahead of myself and call it a date, of course. I'm trying to be optimistic, and I hope everything goes well, but I still have an odd feeling about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever happens, &lt;i&gt;I will not bang my head against the wall.&lt;/i&gt; Besides, I'm planning to bake him some cookies. No one spurns a girl that makes them cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Weren't we supposed to have a meeting sometime soon? If there's anything planned, let me know!]</content>
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    <title>Hours gone by without using panic button = almost 90</title>
    <published>2004-04-05T21:55:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-05T22:09:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Spark- Tori Amos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yes, I'm keeping track. It's a lonely existance without my button. Although I don't know if Daylight Savings affected the count at all. Blah. Daylight Savings always makes me feel like I've just lost an hour of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways... off that tangent. Looks like there's not going to be any scarring on my face, which makes me a very happy girl. Looks like I'm not going to be raped either. It's great to be a girl. Banzai, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a little daunted by the task set before me, but rest assured, it's nothing I can't handle! It's kind of exciting, too. This will be the first "plot" I'll be involved in. If the inspectors run out screaming, I'll bake everyone some celebratory cookies. Sano-kun mentioned a party of some sort, that might be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the inspection! Especially seeing Heisuke-kun posing as Itou. *Snicker*</content>
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