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Name: Alina
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Fremont
Birthday: 10/20/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: Talking about useless things, being confused, eating sugar, watching TV, listening to music, singing, sleeping, talking to friends, forgetting things, J-pop, K-pop, graphic designing, other stuff...
Expertise: *crickets*
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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MSN: eternal_eclipse54@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  nell.illusione@yahoo.com
Member Since:
10/14/2003
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| Okay okay, I'll admit it - I've been cheating on you Xanga.
Lately I've been leaning towards my old LJ which I have recently refurbished with a fancy new layout and blog posts.
Please forgive me Xanga. This is best for the both of us. You've chronicled my childhood, and I thank you for the many years you have dealt with puberty, tears, laughter, and occasional outbursts. You were the one who sparked my interest in layout making. To this day your current layout is my proudest achievement. You introduced me to one of my closest friends. The times Darrell and I spent on you cannot be deleted. Don't worry, I'll drop by once in awhile to check up on you.
But I've decided to use LJ now, not only because of the smoother interface, but because I'm starting a new chapter in my life.
I could never play favorites between the two of you.
Xanga is where my childhoods lies. LJ is where my adulthood begins.
So if you please, redirect yourselves to Wordless While.
Dear Xanga, thank you so much.
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| At 8PM in the Golden Gate theater of San Francisco's Market Street, I was able to watch one of the most hilarious musicals I have seen in awhile.
Spamalot was amazing. I was so happy to be there. That was the highlight of my summer, as lame as that may be. xD
So yes, go see Monty Python's Spamalot! :D
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|  [music || Yann Tiersen - La veillée]
[feeling || irritated]
My dad has been here for a week and each day I've had to clean out my porn filled desktop. Gah I'm just... just seething with anger right now. He can watch whatever the hell he wants, but once he starts downloading that crap onto here he risks screwing up this hard drive. And of course since I'm the only one that uses this thing I'll be blamed for it. But what the hell am I supposed to say to him? Dad stop whacking off in front of the computer, please? Ugh. This is just fucking disgusting.
What irritates me the most is that he doesn't even bother to delete the stuff! I mean, seriously, I'm not that stupid. I think I'd notice a thumbnail of gigantic ta-tas on my desktop. Asdfojfkg;xi;udfg GAH.
GAH. Fucking mental he is I swear.
And my mom, holy crap my mom. She just drives me batshit crazy. I just found out from my younger sister that my own mom talks about me behind my back. I don't need anyone's pity, especially from her. She is just.... gah. Grr. I am angry. >:[
Anyway, Divya left for London today. T_T It feels empty without her. Hopefully she'll ninja some pictures of cute guys while she's away. xD
My headache is coming back. Off to bed for now.
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|  [music || St. Vincent - All My Stars Aligned]
[feeling || the good kind of lazy]I'm loving these pint sized Sprites. They're so cute. xD Graduation was very bittersweet. Saying goodbye to everyone wasn't all that bad. It was saying goodbye to my teachers, especially Mr. Rojas, that made me break down. *shrugs* I can't describe why. It's just when I hugged him and said thank you for everything... I dunno. Something about that phrase gets to me. xD And when we had a picture taken together... he wrapped his arm around me and squeezed my arm and that made me feel all his fatherly pride in us and it just... man. Got to me. Gah, look at me. Tearing up just thinking about it. xD Anywho, afterwards Jill and I headed over to Chilis in our robes and we got free drinks! We're planning on going out all of next week in our robes to see how much free stuff we get. xD I gotta be honest, getting all that attention at Chilis was nice. Random people came up to us and asked what school we were from. We even met a guy who graduated from American in '87! He didn't even look that old! We also took pictures with random servers. The first guy we took a picture with (we forgot to ask for their names) was like a teddy bear, so we called him Teddy Bear Guy #1. Then the second server, Guy #2, told us he graduated from a nearby school about a week ago. Man he was cute. xD We got a picture with him second. Jill said it would make a good story if he was hitting on us by giving us the free drinks. xD Then we went over to Jaspreet's house until about 3AM. Oh gosh, leave it to Jill to drive us to Krispy Kreme at 2AM so we could eat our donuts at Walmart. xD Yes, we were still wearing our robes. Okay, back to sleep for now. xD
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|  [music || The Pigeon Detectives - Nothing To Do With You]
[feeling || nostalgic, tired]
Two days until graduation. Two days until the end of high school. Two days until life starts. These are the longest two days of my life. I couldn't be any more scared, anxious, excited, unsure of myself as I will be in two days time. It seems so simple. Wear a red robe, walk down a stage to get a fake piece of paper only to get the real thing in the mail a couple hours later and I'm done. But from there my mind wanders. From there I start to think about college and about the classes I need to take and that goes to financial issues and it goes on and on. It feels like I'm in sort of a daze. Today was the last day of school for the rest of the classes. Last year it actually felt like the last day of school. But today just felt... really long. Rehearsals for graduation were pointless because no one was listening. Then Friday morning, the day of our graduation, we'll be practicing again. They make it so complicated. My dad flew in from the Philippines last night. Everyone has been asking me how it feels to have the family in one place again. The only way I can describe it is.... cautious. I'm tiptoeing around to avoid any arguments. I think I'm just a bit wary because so far things have been going pretty well. Not one casuality yet. But part of me figures that later down the road, sooner or later someone will start to yell. I mean, that's what usually happens. x_x I'm craving Dr. Pepper and ice cream. And because I feel like it.... Matt Bowman!
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