<?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-4100276</id><updated>2011-07-14T16:34:35.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The Geeks</title><subtitle type='html'>Geeker than YOU and you know it too.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-113297354212718464</id><published>2005-11-25T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T21:11:18.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/113297354212718464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/113297354212718464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113297354212718464' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-106272617143847190</id><published>2003-09-04T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T20:42:51.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha like the one where she's like, a dork?  Like, a Walk to Remember.  That was um... weeeeeeeeeeeeeird.  I see.  Well whatever it is I am not getting it.  Come on people I want email from certain people eeple zeeple neeple.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106272617143847190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106272617143847190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106272617143847190' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-106203695170278561</id><published>2003-08-27T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T21:15:51.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't mock me. And I wasn't searching, but I do READ people's blogs and that word was in it twice. Something about people Ariana knew driving.It's just a random thing to say.You all amaze me Mo. You're all just so wonderful. I guess I'll just learn to deal. But NOT in a Mandy Moore movies sort of way. ugh. Mandy Moore movies are SCARY!---mommy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106203695170278561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106203695170278561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106203695170278561' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-106156573133137887</id><published>2003-08-22T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T10:22:11.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Really?  Okay great.  I'm glad you're searching for that in people's blogs.  Muahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106156573133137887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106156573133137887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106156573133137887' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-106150335990289818</id><published>2003-08-21T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T17:02:39.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ariana's blog says Lucas. Twice.-mommy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106150335990289818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106150335990289818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106150335990289818' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-106082492909706165</id><published>2003-08-13T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T20:40:11.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So we ended it... no, we didn't. I whined, I cried, I was ugly and weak. In my chance to be beautiful I FAILEDSo I must not love him after all.Mo-he is NOT a bozobutt. He's strong, strong enough to do the right thing yes, but he is weak first. And that's why he comes off a jackass. He takes what he can before he realizes he can't keep it, and it FUCKS THIS WHOLE THING UP!I see why every one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106082492909706165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106082492909706165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106082492909706165' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-106001152094437111</id><published>2003-08-04T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T10:38:40.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I used to not swear at all, but I usually only do online: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKK!If I lived in your house, I would not be able to survive.  The corn fields inspire in me basically any murderer sequence ever imagined.  It's so scary!  CORNFIELDS!  NOOOOOOOOOO.  Okay, but your house </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106001152094437111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/106001152094437111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106001152094437111' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-105987653767559918</id><published>2003-08-02T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T21:08:57.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>give it time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105987653767559918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105987653767559918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105987653767559918' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-105978651764810559</id><published>2003-08-01T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T20:08:37.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee life. Hi Mo. I don't tell you anything anymore, so I don't know. I'm confused too...can I just say life is fucked up? I know, I swear a lot ... I used to swear so little too. Well, life is fucked up. I didn't really realize until today how messed up my life is... it's like I stepped back from it for a while and just now came back to realize how messed up it is. And yet in some ways it just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105978651764810559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105978651764810559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105978651764810559' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-105976427686456969</id><published>2003-08-01T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T13:57:56.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>who does what?  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH confusion</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105976427686456969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105976427686456969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105976427686456969' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-105892575857902223</id><published>2003-07-22T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T21:03:28.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>grr... still on this little isolated window. What happened to seeing safemode blog thing?!I have to go see my brother's adorable little performance tomorrow. Whee. unfortunately my grandparents will be there... and I don't like how they treat me. Especially when I'm just so fucking tired and weary.What I said then... irrelevent now.Now... he does this, this... this... support, this talking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105892575857902223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105892575857902223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105892575857902223' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-105854425992299548</id><published>2003-07-18T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T11:04:19.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha no one wants to be Harry Potter.  According to Jono, Harry Potter is a motherfucker because he can get some with a girl.  I told him that no girl would want to go out with Harry Potter, Cho didn't really anyway, and I think he felt better.  I remember College for Kids, that was so fun, even though they fucked up our music video, never trust stupid kids to edit your work.I have no idea </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105854425992299548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105854425992299548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105854425992299548' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-105840800593976469</id><published>2003-07-16T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T21:13:25.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, this is weird. Sometimes it gives me this window and sometimes one similar to the older blogger format... do you guys know how I can make it always give me the other one?Like mother like daughter.Okay, so in my brother's College for Kids class they are putting on a Harry Potter play. Each kid got to have five choices for who they wanted to play, so that everyone got one of his or her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105840800593976469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105840800593976469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105840800593976469' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-105821171695162384</id><published>2003-07-14T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T14:41:56.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>they get mad at you at my pool if you dive in backwards not-from-the-diving-board.  At swimteam they made me do the little dives off the starting platform, even though I'm not going to do any meets.  I'm always afraid I'll hit my head on the bottom because it's only 5 feet.Movies are great.  At IMDB I've been keeping track of every movie i've seen since Agora days (during which I watched 2 or 3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105821171695162384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105821171695162384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105821171695162384' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-105805205523974256</id><published>2003-07-12T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T18:20:55.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>??Okay so today I did not go to the pool even though I said I wanted to work on learning how to dive backwards again. But I have a headache, from watching movies... TNT is great man.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105805205523974256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105805205523974256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105805205523974256' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-105797478533926029</id><published>2003-07-11T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T20:53:05.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so angry</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105797478533926029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105797478533926029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105797478533926029' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-105751852424524351</id><published>2003-07-06T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T14:08:44.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How come it didn't publish my post? How can I make it??Well I know I said life sucks, and it did, but it was getting stable. Now it is getting stable again, because I can't talk to him. LIFE SUCKS! LIFE SUCKS ASS! Life god. damn. fucking. bloody. sucks!This bites.Sorry to swear on the geeky blog Mo.So, I'll make up for it with Mo-like stories. This is the story of my cult that will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105751852424524351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105751852424524351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105751852424524351' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-105725687719108212</id><published>2003-07-03T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T13:27:57.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay this is wack. Anyway, hi. Life sucks. I'm going bowling now. See ya.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105725687719108212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/105725687719108212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105725687719108212' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-95648037</id><published>2003-06-13T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T20:32:29.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that's really weird.  i suppose mr vaughn gave up at the end and said just do the essay though.  my thumbs crack.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95648037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95648037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95648037' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-95533097</id><published>2003-06-10T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T22:13:00.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i only got one D.  in health.  *hahahahahaha*and a B in history.isn't that strange?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95533097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95533097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95533097' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-95311573</id><published>2003-06-04T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T21:34:35.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My average of maybe 5 grades. Between the project and the final (mainly, the final), it could go all the way down to hell. It's not geeky, it's legit. Okay it's geeky too but.. yeah.Yes I have those clothes. But lately I've worn nothing but those tees. One thursday I wore the tank top because it was wickedy awesome with those wings and all and i hadn't worn it yet... and i thought i'd have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95311573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95311573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95311573' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-95305013</id><published>2003-06-04T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T18:17:17.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wait, so you were obsessing over an A in chemistry when your average was a 99.6???  Yeah, you're not a geek.  Anyhow, I may be a healthy normal American boy, but I'm not patriotic.  The Walgreens guy was happy to hear that.  Anyhow, I'm okay wearing revealing stuff I guess, but it has to be like not actually revealing, like as in, it has to fit, which is very difficult obviously for me.  But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95305013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95305013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95305013' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-95218490</id><published>2003-06-02T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T21:44:50.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think Mo is a perfectly healthy normal american boy...oh wait that's a song. I just mean that Mo is not messed up or deeply troubled. Go Mo!I feel sick.[insert the long weird entry-like-thing that would make no sense which I just typed up.]Sometimes I am a bit scared.I'm not comfortable wearing anything more revealing than large baggy tshirts. I won't wear girl clothing. I'm terrified of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95218490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/95218490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95218490' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-94910972</id><published>2003-05-26T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T16:29:11.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not perky, usually.  Woohoo.  Well according to our health teacher we are allowed to have sex, i guess, but we *might* die of some horrible disease.  Yep dee do.there are all the fun things like "you got me pregnant" "my bad" from health, yay.geometry is my first final, but i don't think i really forgot any of it except for the law of cosines, so yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94910972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94910972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94910972' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-94841557</id><published>2003-05-24T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T18:24:18.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess you do. Julia is perky. I saw a movie with her called All About Lily ChouChou. Some of it was SCARY! So Ari covered Julia's eyes and closed her own, and I, I hid my head in Julia's arm. Yeppo. SCARY SCARY SCARY!Dear Mo...Mo... *sigh*Health was interesting. She hated us because first semester had been so evil. Andre did this whole TRYING to fail just to see if he could thing, until </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94841557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94841557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94841557' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-94712354</id><published>2003-05-21T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T19:54:39.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Many daughters.  I guess i have Julia but I haven't seen her in over a year.  Too bad.  Hmm.  Merf is evil.  Which reminds me that there are 3 days of school left, and that makes everyone either happy or depressed that there are still 3 whole days.  I made maciek sign my yearbook and I signed his with a bunch of inside jokes.  He said he had a good one from the beginning of the year but he forgot</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94712354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94712354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94712354' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-94610180</id><published>2003-05-19T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T20:55:17.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, I love all my daughters. These are they, in order of ... obtainment?1. MO!2. Alejandra (spelled?)3. Rachel Kaplan4. Noam!5. Angelina!6. Ariana!Yes indeedy. Ah Sung Min. He hasn't emailed me in a while... sniffle. I love him...Every day on the way to HEALTH (which we had with MERF thank you very much) Sung Min would come up behind me and cover my shoulder in his hand and I would go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94610180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94610180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94610180' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-94519541</id><published>2003-05-17T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T21:19:43.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think that all "push-button publishing" is stupid.  I mean, like, it doesn't work.  Blogger kills me every so often, and I've learned not to change things.  Just post and be done with it.  Because then it won't DIE.Sung-Min went away and Ariel is sad.  A lot.  There's plenty of stuff to hate, especially FOD and blogger, but love your other daughters too.  Yay.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94519541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94519541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94519541' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-94418716</id><published>2003-05-15T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T18:58:42.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, all I can think is: Sung-Min is in SOUTH Korea. So it's okay. Let's all go visit Sung-Min. I love him. He hasn't emailed me in almost a month. FOD is down which makes me sad. My cold is much better which makes me happy. I love you Mo, which makes me happy. My internet is up today which makes me happy because it was dead Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. It was up Tuesday, then being an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94418716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94418716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94418716' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-94363499</id><published>2003-05-14T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T21:10:02.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sick is bad.  We had tornados and the people on the radio were hiding or something and not giving us updates.  I had to sit in a closet, and I read my history notes.  fun...nie. ARHRHRHRHRHRHHR!I heard on the radio, they were reporting that someone said that North Korea is bad and negotiations will not work, so the only effective method would be a regime change.  GOD.  I guess there could be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94363499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94363499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94363499' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-94301629</id><published>2003-05-13T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T21:02:03.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That's adorable. I feel very sick. good night. &lt;3, arielska-mommy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94301629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94301629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94301629' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-94179076</id><published>2003-05-11T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T21:44:05.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday at Dry Ice there was a little girl, like 7 or something leaving, following her mom, and said in a really conceited annoying voice, "Mother, where are you going without me?!?" it was really funny.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94179076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94179076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94179076' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-94106880</id><published>2003-05-10T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T10:28:35.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94106880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94106880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94106880' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-94082345</id><published>2003-05-09T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T19:53:24.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You guys are boring.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94082345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/94082345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94082345' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-93752820</id><published>2003-05-04T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T12:38:08.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't have the mind of a teenage boy for a reason, dude.  Unless I get a body transplant, which would be awesome, I'd be like "hey look, I'm a guy and I'm swoll!"  No wait, that would only be if I turn into kangway because other boys aren't swoll.  Ahem.Teenage boys are okay, except the ones in our class.   EEEW.  I'm feeling miraculously better which is good because if I didn't get to go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93752820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93752820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93752820' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-93729209</id><published>2003-05-03T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T21:24:44.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*cracks all fingers* yay!why are we doing what? obsessing over how i love mo? because I love you. and because you don't have the mind of a teenage boy.speaking of which, neither do my teenage boys, not any more than I do anyway. I needed that so much... that reassurance. And he did reassure me and I love him for it.well, um, and just in general. but i'll never admit it.hi mo, are you feeling</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93729209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93729209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93729209' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-93725494</id><published>2003-05-03T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T19:28:52.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so why were we doing that?  my thumbs crack.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93725494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93725494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93725494' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-93504659</id><published>2003-04-29T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T21:25:53.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's my way of saying "incessantly alluding to Orwell's 1984 in editorials."yeppo.Moska, I love you. You'll all good and innocent and unmarred and beautiful and ... yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93504659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93504659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93504659' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-93493247</id><published>2003-04-29T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T17:42:22.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whatdoes 1984ing me?Huh?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93493247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93493247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93493247' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-93272583</id><published>2003-04-25T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T20:27:35.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>www.emotioneric.comgrrr... all this 1984ing.Also, why is my BEAUTIFUL and AWESOME screen name NEVER displated? GEEK WITH ELVES!I'm adding the cashier at Border's to my harem. He was silly. I was talking about my harem there too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93272583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93272583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93272583' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-93215749</id><published>2003-04-24T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T21:38:05.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomek made me a little mad today by talking about remembering things. In front of Eric as well. As if he has the right to remember anything, publically at least. Also, I decided to go to RifRaf not eat with Sarah, because they are selling Spring Fling tickets and I'm feeling totally left out, since I'm not going. Even my less dance-inclined friends are going. And I refuse to. So I had fun at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93215749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93215749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93215749' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-93205981</id><published>2003-04-24T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T14:30:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I suppose I haven't posted for quite a bit.  O well, I hope we can get eyepatches soon.  That will be awesome.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93205981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93205981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93205981' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-93074056</id><published>2003-04-22T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T17:39:34.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I suppose I can't think of any more upcoming bookstomovies.  Spacing out is good, and I need to practice cello/guitar/piano/studyforthemathtestthat'sgonnabeeasy.And shower, but i might not, depending on how long other junk takes.Too bad I couldn't go to the Japan House thing, but my mom is not particularly lenient on going-places-after-school.  I say "Yes it does exist" to a lot of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93074056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/93074056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93074056' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-92956459</id><published>2003-04-20T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T20:41:31.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Er... that was... interesting darling.Okay so LANCELOT IS EVERYWHERE!It's okay. I've got years.THEY DIDN'T HAVE THE SECOND STANSA!!!!! NO! Other than that, the book was much more awesome, but since I hadn't read it recently enough to quibble over every little thing, the movie was enjoyable enough. The best part was Kate as an old white-haired woman. Yep.I like the feeling you get in a movie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92956459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92956459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92956459' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-92936978</id><published>2003-04-20T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T12:04:10.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARR!  PIRATES!  We saw a preview for some pirate movie, and I have to see, pirates!  Yay!!!!!!!!  ARRRR you free on Friday? (pirate way to get a date)Anyway I haven't seen Holes, I was supposed to today, but I think my brother's going to a friend's house instead.  First we must reminisce a week or so about the book.  Actually, I don't mind that guy, Shia Lebeueoieireoref, but he doesn't really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92936978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92936978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92936978' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-92869870</id><published>2003-04-18T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T22:09:04.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee paper. Ya pansies. ARR! PIRATES!okay anyway...Holes Holes Holes. You in your other blog are right about these bookswereadonce movies. But it's okay. I don't like Shia L... i am so not spelling that. I don't like him and I wish they had a different lead. I really hope they have the Holes poem:If only, if only the woodpecker sighs,the bark on this tree were as soft as the skies.While </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92869870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92869870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92869870' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-92836991</id><published>2003-04-18T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T09:06:43.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well considering we are the only two people who ever post on this thing, it's kinda slow.  Lotsa people pretend to be depressed, or use it as a weapon, so I kinda disregard it now for everyone, even if they're serious.  I guess I should study for the history test to maintain my grade, however, I feel like NOT studying because 1)I'm still kinda sick and 2) because I got an A on the paper, I guess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92836991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92836991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92836991' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-92815471</id><published>2003-04-17T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T22:06:07.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee! FOD finally started letting me save. There's a really pretty girl in my driver's ed class I noticed on Tuesday and watched more today. It's tragic, she's wearing make up. I just know she is.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92815471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92815471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92815471' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-92532448</id><published>2003-04-13T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T12:18:40.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is that the John Cleese article? I think it is... yeah. Well, I've been teching for a week, and I come back, and only one more entry has been entered. Whee? or tsk?Who is pretending to be depressed? That's not so bad. Sometimes you have to do it. For reputation, for stability, for love, for any number of things.Stupid freshmen who got an A in Bio... I got two As and two Bs, I THINK. But what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92532448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92532448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92532448' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-92187573</id><published>2003-04-07T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T20:16:12.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay let's see.... I guess i suppose i have 8 classes and some form of an A, so that would be a 4.0 yay.  That's always good.  Depression is bad.  Pretending to be depressed when you really aren't is even stupider.  *cough*.  Anyway I think you posting here is okay because NO ONE ELSE DOES *ahem*.  Here is the thing I was talking about today, the axis of kinda-evils.  How about, here's the link</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92187573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92187573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92187573' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-92122522</id><published>2003-04-06T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T21:57:02.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Any A is four points, B three, C two, D one, and I guess an F is zero then. You add up the points and divide by total classes. Plus and minus are just irrelevent. I so hope I don't have a B in Eurasia! AH!Anyway, FOD is still being an ass. I mean um... yeah. Anyway, I was really depressed last night and also wednesday night, so I hope I am not on some cycle because depressed is evil. Today I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92122522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92122522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92122522' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-92119023</id><published>2003-04-06T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T21:53:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH so that's why you haven't said anything, I thought you were just being lazy.  Hmm... how do you figure out the gpa, they never actually say it, do they?  I guess i have all As as of now (A+ or A- is still the same in a gpa, right?)  I don't know this stuff.  No one else here says anything exciting, so yeah.  You're all boring.  I mean, wonderful people.  YSM occasionally says something.  But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92119023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92119023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92119023' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-92068641</id><published>2003-04-05T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T21:00:58.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHOA! It says my NAME! But... I like my pretty screenname. I mean um, yeah I'll shut up now ^_~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92068641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92068641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92068641' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-92068571</id><published>2003-04-05T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T20:59:08.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Um, today the most exciting thing that happened was that I was invited to this blog. I love you all! But especially those of you who are related to me *waves vigorously.* Also, in case you couldn't tell from the surpreme elfness, I am Ariel. That and that I said I was related to someone. Now, I also got my grades and they were good too so it's still okay. I want to figure my gpa but I can't find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92068571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92068571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92068571' title=''/><author><name>GeekWithElves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09468018416393357626</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-4100276.post-92064324</id><published>2003-04-05T18:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T18:59:48.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I read volume 3 of Ayashi no Ceres today and yesterday.  It is awesomely cool and Toya is incredibly hott.  Actually, Yuuhi almost rapes her.  Yuuhi is someone who is a potentially cool character but Yuu Watase has ruined him.  The problem is that he's wayyyyy too touchy-feely for the type of character he should be.  If he's gonna live with her, he can have those emotions, but that doesn't mean </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92064324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92064324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92064324' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-92018799</id><published>2003-04-04T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T20:48:00.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nice.  KITE!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92018799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/92018799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92018799' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-91965014</id><published>2003-04-04T00:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T00:02:13.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public. Teddy Roosevelt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91965014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91965014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91965014' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-91751785</id><published>2003-03-31T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T21:41:26.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oikely.  John Linnell makes me happy.  But he makes someone even happier...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91751785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91751785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91751785' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-91681869</id><published>2003-03-30T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T21:08:12.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so confused.........  please save me from my confusion!!!?Come and smell the roses at our concert?Goood days.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91681869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91681869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91681869' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-91674319</id><published>2003-03-30T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T18:36:00.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gogol Bordello makes me happy.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91674319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91674319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91674319' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-91525150</id><published>2003-03-27T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T22:32:18.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> read this, guys, it's amusing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91525150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91525150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91525150' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-91225681</id><published>2003-03-23T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T09:20:50.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's okay, I'll gain weight after I graduate.  I eat all day after fitness.  When I'm done with high school, all the exercise will go away, but I will probably keep eating a lot.  *sigh* what a pity.  Maybe I will just have to move to Japan and become an editor for a spiffy manga artist and prosper there....I should rent that.  All of those are very good reasons.  I maybe able to get stuff like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91225681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91225681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91225681' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-91211801</id><published>2003-03-22T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T23:19:41.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm glad to see you aren't pregnant, though you could have used the extra weight.  Mo, you should rent Rashamon (subtitled DUH) because: 1. It is Japanese and thus features Japanese people 2. It is a pretty good movie3. They speak Japanese in the movie4. It is a classic 5. You've probably never seen anything like it6. Did I mention it was Japanese?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91211801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/91211801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91211801' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-90836318</id><published>2003-03-16T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T22:31:16.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when im crazy upset then running makes me happy.  like when i need to go outside and scream and kill a squirrel, then running is good.  when im happy though it destroys my happiness.  although, i think personally the fact that i can feel like im dying when i want to die makes up for the fact that i can feel like im dying when i want to live.  because that's rarer.  damn love and how it tortures </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90836318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90836318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90836318' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-90826552</id><published>2003-03-16T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T18:57:20.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love running guys, I dion't see what is not to like about it.  Oh, and guess what, I"M NOT GOING TO HAVE TO RUN THE 5K because I'm doing track hahahahahahaahahahahahaha.   yeah...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90826552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90826552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90826552' title=''/><author><name>P: yum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02354170819369336500</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-4100276.post-90744149</id><published>2003-03-14T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T21:04:15.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Um yes, of course I'm pregnant.  Dude, maybe it's the Weezer Guy.  Haha.  I always refer to people I like as the _____ guy.  Anyhow.  Uhh.  The 5k?  I'm not doing it.  AR.  Last year I was praying it wouldn't happen.  And it didn't.  SWEETNESS.  I'm gonna have to either get injured or walk it.  It's my final?  Whateva.  CUZ THIS IS MY UNITED STATES OF WHATEVER!!! Yeah.  Anyway, uhh.  I don't care</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90744149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90744149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90744149' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-90742027</id><published>2003-03-14T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T20:06:31.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow Mo, are you pregnant?  Not.  Anywho, I was never really good at any sports ever (except for a few glory moments when people expected nothing and I surprised them), which is why I like the idea (but not the actual running) of fitness.  I mean, at my old school, we had to do like, one lap around the school.  Most people walked as soon as they were out of sight of the P.E teachers.  And the last</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90742027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90742027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90742027' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-90735946</id><published>2003-03-14T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T17:30:19.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooh fun, debate.  However, it's not going away anytime soon because we go to the school we do.  It's a rather hefty price, I must say.  The only reasons I have considered leaving our school (name omitted to get rid of internet stalkers) is because of the PE program.  It made me so sad and jealous when Ms. Wright was talking about way back when before the fitness program was created.  Apparently </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90735946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90735946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90735946' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-90687594</id><published>2003-03-13T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T21:46:01.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mo, I agree that fitness can suck sometimes (or all the time), but it's not THAT bad.  I mean I hate running with a passion, but we have to realize that we have NO choice, and it's just like 25 minutes, and we can deal with that.  Besides, don't say you haven't gotten any better because I KNOW you have.  Also, Sally is really nice to people when they try, and since fitness isn't going away </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90687594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90687594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90687594' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-90328657</id><published>2003-03-07T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T17:51:00.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>grr.  thats all i have to say.  grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.  nevermind i have more.the game is not the problem.  the problem is inside the game.  i would much rather live with the problem and stay in the game than just get rid of everything.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90328657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90328657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90328657' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-90018844</id><published>2003-03-02T17:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T17:40:04.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, you have some exciting stories there.  Hehe.  1453... yes.  I watched Terminator today.  It was awesome.  My mom said that Iiaeaux and Tess should stop being so confusing and just watch Terminator, and think about it, because it's all circular and crazy.  So do that.  ER.  NOW.  Or read a book, like Mr. Vaughn said.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90018844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/90018844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90018844' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-89985730</id><published>2003-03-01T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-01T23:42:54.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am such a dork.  Today, my dad said "In 1453 all the Jews and Muslims got thrown out of Spain."  So I said "No, that was 1492.  1453 was the siege of Constantinople."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/89985730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/89985730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#89985730' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-89626604</id><published>2003-02-23T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T19:44:12.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi.  Wow this is eventful.  You guys need to talk more.  Like YSM cuz I know you're online like every day.  Maybe you write in your own blog.  Except, this one is dying, so write here too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/89626604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/89626604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89626604' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-89565523</id><published>2003-02-22T15:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T15:04:12.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/89565523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/89565523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89565523' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88883066</id><published>2003-02-10T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T19:14:17.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I posted a lot on the my other blog, so it's this one's turn now.  Yipee.  I'm feeling better, and I may go to school tomorrow.Guess what?  Today, Nobu sent me two email messages.  This would not be exceptionally news worthy, for he usually sends me some sort of email... but what was cool about this is:  He has this email account in Japan (well it's not *in* Japan because the cyberworld isn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88883066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88883066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88883066' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88557749</id><published>2003-02-04T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T19:43:50.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Its stuff like the Columbia shuttle disaster that really brings you down to earth"  --Some guy on bash.orgI hope I didn't offend anyone by that.  That was the first good quote I found on the issue though.  It scares me, I think that would be my scariest way to die... in a space shuttle.  I get hugely claustrophobic just watching movies about people in space.  *shudder*.  I guess that kind of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88557749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88557749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88557749' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88457903</id><published>2003-02-02T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T23:50:01.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Know what pisses me off.  How if a band becomes popular everyone who likes them starts calling them sellouts, just because people who aren't hard-core fans like them.  Just because the band isn't a little insider secret of theirs.  Well I for one think it is nice when small bands I like hit it big.  I happy if a band I like is having sucess, they deserve it. All the more money for them.  So shut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88457903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88457903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88457903' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-88454615</id><published>2003-02-02T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T22:32:45.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaair.  i like my hair.  im glad im not bald.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88454615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88454615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88454615' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88427813</id><published>2003-02-02T11:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T11:36:04.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, hair.  I think that shopping online is fun.  Even if Hannah says it means I have no life.  So what if I don't have a life?  I do stuff... sometimes.  Well.. Nobu came over yesterday and later I went to Jono's house.  Excitement.  On Fri. we must go and find the pinky pinky purple purple shampoo, since it's a short day.  YAY.  Sounds fun.  I think I should get dressed one day.  I mean, one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88427813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88427813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88427813' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88426110</id><published>2003-02-02T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T10:50:18.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hair...so...nice...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88426110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88426110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88426110' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-88295880</id><published>2003-01-30T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T18:04:34.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are right, maybe wo could just mix the two shampoos.  and sell it.  MUAHAHA.  Today was cool.  I realized that since most of my friends in the strings section dropped orchestra i will just be hanging out with mo tommorow.  Which is still good.  I leave you with a orchestra quote "cellos and basses are in the hizzous"-Slicter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88295880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88295880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88295880' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-88244281</id><published>2003-01-29T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T21:02:13.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like posting here.  Legolas would suck with brown eyes.  Anyway, AZN Legolas has nice eyes too, although they are brown.  They have the Iiaeaux seal of approval, I.E. she has deemed them good.  If they had a seal on them, that would hurt like hell.  Just imagine, being branded, but on your EYE.  Ouch.  Pinky Pinky Purple Purple shampoo for Kangway.  That would be soooooooo cool.  We gotta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88244281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88244281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88244281' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88134941</id><published>2003-01-27T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T21:27:44.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hm. What do I say. OH! EYES! Legolas has contacts--yes! I know that. Cuz elves would look stupid with really radiant blonde hair and then the stupid, dull brown eyes that he has. DUH. Sheesh, but that makes me think of Moulin Rouge! Like just about everything else in the world! (*bubbly*) Ewen/Christian's eyes change color in every scene. They're blue-green-brown and back again! I wish I had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88134941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88134941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88134941' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><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-4100276.post-88127677</id><published>2003-01-27T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T19:09:00.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Homework...fun hahaha.   My culture is fun.  Mood: Vaguely AmusedMusic: The Cheeky Girls: Touch My Bum  (shout out to my Romanian peeps)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88127677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88127677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88127677' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-88050229</id><published>2003-01-26T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T10:20:29.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, YSA (i am going to abbreviate you as that now.. ok) has been posting very nice comments.  I am not actually from Asia, sadly.  BARELY in Europe though.  I visited the Asian side though, during Winter Break.  However, they don't look asian there, at least not my type of asians.  Far East.  I think it's just the fact that everyone wants to be asians now.  And why not?  Smart, hott, and have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88050229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88050229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88050229' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88028554</id><published>2003-01-25T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T20:20:41.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate that every chemical in the world has a website dedicated to tell you that it will kill you just to touch it in your everyday products.  Most of it is BS and it scares the shit outof me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88028554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88028554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88028554' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-88025252</id><published>2003-01-25T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T18:41:58.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah, and to add to the conversation, I really like grey and hazel eyes.  And brown eyes, but only dark brown eyes.  Did you notice that in LOTR Legolas wore blue contacts for his close ups, but for the battle scenes or non-close up scenes his eyes were brown? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88025252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88025252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88025252' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-88025142</id><published>2003-01-25T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T18:40:02.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fallen, I don't appreciate you totally overlooking my Asian (Middle East) heritage.  I may not be east Asian, but I am under that wonderful heading of Asian.  And depending on what part of turkey Mo is from, she might be Asian too.  P.S. Shout out to all my Asian peeps. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88025142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88025142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88025142' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-88024053</id><published>2003-01-25T18:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T18:05:05.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am going to add too, ooh look at me.  Tonight IS the dance, and some people will go.  I'm not gonna wear stupid formal stuff though... cuz I am better than everyone else.  Actually, it's cuz kw was like "I won't go unless you wear informal stuff." and so I said "sure" and he was like "darn, I thought it was gonna be harder to convince you."  But now he's trying to get me to go back to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88024053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88024053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88024053' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-88016072</id><published>2003-01-25T14:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T14:08:21.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's see, because I am the only one here that is Asian (oh no, private information!!), I can be egotistical! Ha! Yes, but I don't *prefer* anything. I just think green eyes and mixed eyes are cool. You know, the rainbow like eyes, or the brown eyes with pools of blue *ahem* and all this cool stuff. Eyes that change color are super spiffy also. Like in Moulin Rouge! The guy's eyes change colors </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88016072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/88016072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88016072' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><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-4100276.post-87878121</id><published>2003-01-22T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T21:30:25.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey.  blue eyes rock.  i am so attracted to people (girls) with blue eyes.  seriously, they're just so... beautiful.  and when those people are sad their eyes look so scared and innocent... people with other colored eyes don't look the same.  they just don't.  so i am all for blue eyes.  but not everyone blue eyed.  i like variation.  variation rocks.  i love all people.  yay.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87878121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87878121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87878121' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-87818925</id><published>2003-01-21T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T21:11:03.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, no one has posted in a while.  I feel like this is very very neglected.  I posted to my other blog, so I have nothing to say.  That doesn't work so well. Peahces said today, "Asians are just better."  They are.  I wish I were Asian.  Don't worry, I don't think I am one, I just wish I were.  Because they're cool.  And I don't care if they don't have blue eyes.  I like dark mysterious ones </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87818925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87818925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87818925' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-87686211</id><published>2003-01-19T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T11:56:40.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like this song.  It's Inside Out.  Heh.  Goody.  I don't really have anything interesting to say, and in 8 minutes I will go practice cello.  The lack thereof would leave me empty inside... wanna put my tender heart in a blender... then i'm through now I'm through with you.... yeah I like to practice for an hour so I want to start at 12 and end at 1.  Sound fun to you?  Of course it is.  GOOD.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87686211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87686211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87686211' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-87662564</id><published>2003-01-18T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T21:01:04.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi people.  im here woo.  i just wrote a ton and it was all deleted, and i don't feel like writing it again, so you'll all just have to wait until i have regained my faith in blogger before i post something interesting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87662564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87662564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87662564' title=''/><author><name>Iiaeaux Alod</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13851168303949677395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.powow.com/zaint/sleepamelie.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-87640550</id><published>2003-01-18T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T09:54:27.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooh look it's morning.  I listened to my iPod for a while and was sleepy.  Now I'm online (surprise!) and I will do homework later.  We don't have very much, so I will make sure it doesn't waste too much of my time.  Right now I am messing wtih the template (again).  Nationstates are fun... I have a good country, although we have really high taxes, that's always fun!I have a cloud sheep.  It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87640550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87640550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87640550' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-87618786</id><published>2003-01-17T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T19:49:58.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm writing here before my other blog!  Yay!  I'm learning Japanese I think I'm learning Japanese I really think so.  Ha.  Yes.  We went... TO EVO!  EVO EVO EVO EVO!  HAHAHAHHAA Uni Geek Soccer Team Video Game Addicts!  I find that amazing.  I liked going around today after school.  Seriously, these 3/4 days are mental health days.  If I didn't have them every once in a while, I doubt I would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87618786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87618786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87618786' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-87614239</id><published>2003-01-17T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T17:41:31.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snow is great, but you know what's even better? Being held when you're being torn apart by everything in the world. I guess they could hold you in the snow. That would feel extremely nice. Warm and close and loved...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87614239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87614239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87614239' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><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-4100276.post-87568595</id><published>2003-01-16T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T21:06:39.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How can you hate snow.  It's so pretty.  I really like it when it has just fallen, it really looks like a blanket.  Suddenly it doesn't matter how big your backyard is or how green your lawn is... its just one big white carpet.  It is like a clean slate.  A new chance.  Anyway, I love the sound fresh snow makes under your feet.  The only things bad about it is slush and when you go inside and the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87568595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87568595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87568595' title=''/><author><name>Your Secret Admirer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12420538469792698593</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-4100276.post-87565659</id><published>2003-01-16T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T20:05:31.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's so comforting to know that someone posts other than me.  Yay.  My iPod works.  I think I will maybe start posting here before the other one because it makes me run out of fun stuff to say, and we want this blog to be nice and spiffy.  The coolest thing Al ever did was at The Spaghetti Shop.... that night... defining night for other reasons as well, and yeah.  We love raw chicken, yep yep yep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87565659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87565659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87565659' title=''/><author><name>mo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Q0ZyZtYe-Y/TFcDxZdToAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/yxsdUc5XNJ4/S220/Photo+690.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100276.post-87503579</id><published>2003-01-15T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T18:14:20.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Twinkle, twinkle, little star,How I wonder where you are.On the first floor of Uni High,You are someone's favorite guy,Twinkle, twinkle, little star,How I wonder where you are...Yes, well, I know the answer to that. WHOA, yes, my star is in Monticello. Hey, we need a song for "Pikachu" as my *certain* person has a very special song. Oh yes, and our favorite poem of all time!To defend the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87503579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100276/posts/default/87503579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blacklightning.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87503579' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><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>
