<?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-14561840</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:46:53.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not weep by my grave...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113077195252182246</id><published>2005-10-31T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T07:19:12.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved.</title><content type='html'>the dreamer has moved &lt;i&gt;on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's my turn to shine&lt;br /&gt;even the best of things&lt;br /&gt;must eventually die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not lost forever&lt;br /&gt;and it's not just for today&lt;br /&gt;and there's always a light&lt;br /&gt;there is always a &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jaded-perfection.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.jaded-perfection.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113077195252182246?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113077195252182246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113077195252182246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113077195252182246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113077195252182246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/moved.html' title='moved.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113075358852335277</id><published>2005-10-31T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T02:13:08.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8b833a4)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PrEtTyMaYa000/1103369028_beigfifvbe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dark side is centered around Pain. You feel&lt;br /&gt;you want to scream and cry, want to leave this&lt;br /&gt;place and run away from everything but you&lt;br /&gt;can't, you are trapped inside your head and&lt;br /&gt;there is no way out. All you want is a&lt;br /&gt;beautiful unique mind just like you, can listen&lt;br /&gt;and understand so you can full your world with&lt;br /&gt;happiness and peace. You will find what you&lt;br /&gt;want when you simplify your life and stop&lt;br /&gt;looking to the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PrEtTyMaYa000/quizzes/What%20is%20the%20center%20of%20your%20dark%20core?"&gt;What is the center of your dark core? (updated)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 385px" height="686" alt="HASH(0x8c728bc)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/lovedreamer/1085091854_morwarrior.jpg" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a True Warrior. You're often artistic&lt;br /&gt;because you need some way to get rid of the&lt;br /&gt;pains of your past. When someone pisses you&lt;br /&gt;off, you tend to take out some of your&lt;br /&gt;frustration on the foe. Just be careful you&lt;br /&gt;don't go too far with that anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lovedreamer/quizzes/What%20Kind%20Of%20Warrior%20Are%20You?"&gt;What Kind Of Warrior Are You? (Girls)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113075358852335277?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113075358852335277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113075358852335277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113075358852335277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113075358852335277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/your-dark-side-is-centered-around-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113048746359618233</id><published>2005-10-28T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T01:57:26.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what happened to my shoutouts? they didnt appear...sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm bored. I'm at Alex and Julia [my cuzzies]'s house now, and I'm being majorly bored out. Nothing to do...maybe surf for pics, but even that isnt much fun. *sighs* Somebody help me...no-one's talking to me on msn, and mom's coming and we're going to keppel club and arrrghhh. I'm just bored. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. my lame bro is pestering me now. Why can't everyone just leave me alone?! And I feel really guilty, cos today I ate a handful of coco pops, a waffle, a can of wintermelon tea, a pear and two mandarin oranges. And that's an awful lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways. I don't even feel like tagging on A-U. Revon and Aerlinn and Aemor and Tuil are there...and it's all pretty drama there, and I think I'm gonna feel pretty left out if I start talking. So yeah. I shall lurk in the shadows and watch...as always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elemm's leaving for holidays tomorrow morning. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh ack mom's here...gtg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113048746359618233?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113048746359618233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113048746359618233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113048746359618233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113048746359618233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/heyy.html' title='heyy.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113041994630134666</id><published>2005-10-27T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T06:32:26.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heyy. I HATE ARTIFICIAL JUICE! Gosh. Today at school we had this crappy juice-drinking competition. Oh...clarification: &lt;em&gt;It wasn't even juice. &lt;/em&gt;It was just overly sweet, flavoured, artificial water and it was GROSS. I nearly spat it all out at my first swallow. And I'm not one to exaggerate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somehow, I managed to drink my way through 7 of those damned things. I don't know how I did it without sicking all over everyone or passing out on the canteen table. &lt;em&gt;Yes. It was that bad. &lt;/em&gt;After that, I just felt totally nauseous and even more so when I thought about all that unneccessary SICKLY SWEET stuff sloshing around inside of me. And before that, we had been given a talk about EATING AND DRINKING HEALTHILY. I mean, like, go figure. Sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway. So I accompanied Avveh to the bathroom, and the both of us forced ourselves to throw out. And no, we are NOT bulimic. Just in case anyone was wondering^^ And I did feel better after that, anyhow. Maxy did too. *grins* And somehow, I think that Avveh takes a certain pride in how much she managed to throw out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0__0 Oh deah. We do sound like we're some freaks with disorders. But we're not. Really. *glances out of window* Gosh. Lightning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*twitches* I haven't eaten in almost 12 hours...since recess, that is. I need food...there's fried rice downstairs and it's oh-so-tempting but I'm not skinny enough as it is. And there's class party tomorrow! So much chips and fatty stuff...gosh. I don't think I'll be able to resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. gtg now. There's lightning and thunder outside as it is, and I need to get the CAP portfolio done. I'm hungry!! Ahh heck. I'm going to grab a bite of fried rice now. Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113041994630134666?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113041994630134666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113041994630134666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113041994630134666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113041994630134666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/gosh_27.html' title='gosh.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113041977731904835</id><published>2005-10-27T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T06:29:37.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heyy. I HATE ARTIFICIAL JUICE! Gosh. Today at school we had this crappy juice-drinking competition. Oh...clarification: &lt;em&gt;It wasn't even juice. &lt;/em&gt;It was just overly sweet, flavoured, artificial water and it was GROSS. I nearly spat it all out at my first swallow. And I'm not one to exaggerate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somehow, I managed to drink my way through 7 of those damned things. I don't know how I did it without sicking all over everyone or passing out on the canteen table. &lt;em&gt;Yes. It was that bad. &lt;/em&gt;After that, I just felt totally nauseous and even more so when I thought about all that unneccessary SICKLY SWEET stuff sloshing around inside of me. And before that, we had been given a talk about EATING AND DRINKING HEALTHILY. I mean, like, go figure. Sheesh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway. So I accompanied Avveh to the bathroom, and the both of us forced ourselves to throw out. And no, we are NOT bulimic. Just in case anyone was wondering^^ And I did feel better after that, anyhow. Maxy did too. *grins* And somehow, I think that Avveh takes a certain pride in how much she managed to throw out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0__0 Oh deah. We do sound like we're some freaks with disorders. But we're not. Really. *glances out of window* Gosh. Lightning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*twitches* I haven't eaten in almost 12 hours...since recess, that is. I need food...there's fried rice downstairs and it's oh-so-tempting but I'm not skinny enough as it is. And there's class party tomorrow! So much chips and fatty stuff...gosh. I don't think I'll be able to resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. gtg now. There's lightning and thunder outside as it is, and I need to get the CAP portfolio done. I'm hungry!! Ahh heck. I'm going to grab a bite of fried rice now. Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113041977731904835?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113041977731904835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113041977731904835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113041977731904835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113041977731904835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/gosh.html' title='gosh.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113025450022807181</id><published>2005-10-25T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T08:35:00.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm. i just read shuu's blog, and was inspired to write a long rambly post. So I shall, but I may not be able to finish it cos it's 11.14, which is still pretty early, but yeah. *hears phone beeping* *goes to check* Oh it's Avveh...she sent me her charrie bio thingy. I feel like quoting it down here since I really am rambling anyway-- but I shan't since I do want to get home from school tomorrow in one piece, y'know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyway.&lt;/i&gt; I just came off a-u chat. Twas kinda fun...I got a new sis! ^^ Nancy-- and she's very nice. And Seld and Brandin and Light and I talked about escaping from reality through role-playing. It was a random topic, and I can't remember how exactly it came up, but we all expressed our views over it. Brandin was complaining bout how most people's rp charries always end up depressed and lost[*coughcough*], and how he has to act happy all the time. And I replied that it wasn't any point just putting on a mask of happiness if we aren't happy at all. Cos eventually, that mask will crack and the entire facade will just slip away. And we'll only end up feeling worse. Seems that almost everyone goes to a-u to escape from reality. It was a strange feeling when I thought about it that way; and it made us all sound like a bunch of depressive suicidal escapists. Which we aren't, really. We're only looking for something better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Speaking of which-- there was this song in Christmas service today [yes, two months early] that really struck me. It was entitled 'love song', and it's just really really awesome. I felt like crying, but I wouldn't have because everyone would have stared at me like I'm some kind of freak. I mean, c'mon. Crying in a christmas service. &lt;i&gt; Wow.&lt;/i&gt;  And the song 'we were the reason' touched me too...'specially the line about 'on a dark and cloudy night-- a man hung crying in the rain'. Just imagine. Jesus. Crying. I just...can't describe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the Singapore youth for christ came as well. And I think I shall sign up for the carolling camp that they're organising. I'm torn, though. Should I go and sing at the country clubs, or the old folk's homes? I want to sing at the clubs-- cos it'll be exciting and bound to be a blast. And at the same time-- I have this feeling that I should be singing at the homes instead. *sighs* I really don't know. I'll work something out- maybe I could organise a carolling session at the homes with my youth service peeps instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Back to the topic. You know...today I finally realised that suicide means that you go to hell. No matter how holy or good you were in your life...it's a one way ticket to hell, as soon as you commit suicide. Which is really, really scary if you think about it. I mean...last time we had this convo about which unnatural way would be the best way to die. Definitely &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; drowning. Trust me; I almost drowned twice, and it's NOT a nice experience. I still think carbon monoxide poisoning is the best. You just feel drowsy, and then...*zip*...that's it. You're gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes it's really hard to live on...but I'd be a coward if I turned away and tried to kill myself. I guess everyone flirts with death, at some point or other in their lives. But the thing is..we gotta move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Next topic. Some times I feel weird. Like, I'm the only one I know who has an obsession with rp friends and the like...who reads Forgotten Realms...who had imaginary friends and stuff like that. Am I weird, or am I weird? *adds hastily* Don't answer that question. It was a rhetorical question-- and besides, I don't think I want to hear the answer. But I can't help it. Will I ever grow up? And I guess I'm growing, but I still love getting lost in my own world. Call it starry-eyed dreaming, or escapism, or anything you want. Whatever it is-- I hope I won't grow out of it soon. Yes, I may be viewed as a freak because of it-- but without imagination-- what will we all amount to? I have no desire to become a subdued, strict and unimaginative person in the future. &lt;i&gt;what a nightmare...to become the one thing I hate the most. &lt;/i&gt; And fantasy does help me to escape sometimes. It's a wonderful way of easing the pain, when reality strikes you down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*yawns* I should sleep now. Not a very rambly and long post...but it'll hafta do. 'Night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113025450022807181?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113025450022807181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113025450022807181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113025450022807181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113025450022807181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/ramblings.html' title='ramblings.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113025261467740500</id><published>2005-10-25T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T08:05:01.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slipping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"LIE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to me," she whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you," &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can't wait until all this is &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;until i can breathe again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all of you just keep holding me under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and we end up at the place where we began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no-one&lt;/strong&gt; really cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as long as we &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SMILE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113025261467740500?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113025261467740500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113025261467740500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113025261467740500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113025261467740500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/slipping.html' title='slipping.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113013923977206851</id><published>2005-10-24T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T00:33:59.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of duels and desktops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heya again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*grins* Don't believe a single word that Nic says! She's weird. I think the heat must have touched her mind. I mean-- I don't like Smeagol!!! [on a-u] I mean-- c'mon. Give me some credit, yeah? My taste isn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad. And at least I'm not like Nic...she had some weird guy called Eruestan go up to her on tag yonks ago and kiss her hand and call her 'my fair lady' and all that. *shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday I had fun...was doing CAP portfolio and duelling on a-u at the same time. Since my comp kept screwing up tag and giving me the whitescreen, I had to go on chat to finish up my duel with Kindan. We had a great duel, and I've saved the convo somewhere...*smirks*...but it'll be over my dead body when I show it to you all. Which, loosely translated, means &lt;b&gt;never.&lt;/b&gt; *laughs* Yes...but in the end we called it a draw. And we just spent the rest of the time talking about our histories and stuff like that. Which was a refreshing change from duelling, truth be told. Hmm. And we always speak in rather formal tones. I shall show you just a &lt;i&gt;sample&lt;/i&gt; of our convo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kindan&gt; In Gondor...Dol Amroth especially,pure blood, and noble blood at that, is prestigious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kindan&gt; However, impure blood, such as my mother's and mine... is scorned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tanaquil&gt; Discrimination. *her voice hardens slightly* The bane of humanity itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kindan&gt; *nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tanaquil&gt; *looks up at him, the cold aloofness melting from her gaze momentarily* Your story is a tragic one...and yet you must remember that there are still those who see not your appearance...but your heart and all that lies within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kindan&gt; *smiles slightly* I know...I've met a few already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tanaquil&gt; *laughs quietly* And I am one of them, I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kindan&gt; Most certainly. *grins at her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;** Yes, and so that is the sort of language that we use. I don't mind it, really...it sort of grows on you after a while. Although it sounds &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; strange when I put it that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*glances at comp clock and sighs* Well. I really should be going now. Now to drag Nienna aka Nicole Chan off the computer and off blogger.com, and to get back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*waves* Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113013923977206851?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113013923977206851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113013923977206851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113013923977206851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113013923977206851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/of-duels-and-desktops.html' title='of duels and desktops.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-113004712194799680</id><published>2005-10-22T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T22:58:41.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>only me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b14/ithilfaer/4a4fc6d8.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Current Update: At Maxine's house; on the comp now with Ting and Jae lounging on Maxy's bed reading my messages and poking into my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh. ISO....*twitches*...I can't find a suitable layout. It sucks-- bigtime. Oh...and I'm tempted to tell ya all my ISO thesis statement for next year. But I shall not. And you shall hafta wait till next year to find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guess what? I got people who're gonna join me in my quest on Hidden Realms. So cool. I can't wait. They're Vex, Dornvald Kyrialstine and Mikkel. *laughs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. I'll blog back later. I'm bored out of my wits. And still a little cranky. *random* I love Final Fantasy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-113004712194799680?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/113004712194799680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=113004712194799680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113004712194799680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/113004712194799680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/only-me.html' title='only me'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112987051611079825</id><published>2005-10-20T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T21:55:16.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keep clear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;arrrghhh. I'm in a totally crap-a-lot mood right now. I'm going into explode mode, so I'm sorry but please don't get on my last nerve or I might snap and hurt you or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It doesn't even feel like friday. &lt;em&gt;what has the world come to-- when friday doesn't feel like friday??  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think I shall make both of my rp charries break up. With Griffin and Vash. It's like-- *sighs*-- I don't know how to say this. But anyways. Next subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[ad: visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiddenrealms.net"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.hiddenrealms.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!] I love Hidden Realms. Although the rping there is pretty slow...it does rock. And I love Forgotten Realms books. [&lt;em&gt;hint hint...my birthday's in January. *laughs* Subtlety is so yesterday.] &lt;/em&gt;Yes, and I'm begging my mum to let me get a few other Forgotten Realms books. And I can't wait till I finally get my contact lenses again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ISO...you're ruining my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112987051611079825?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112987051611079825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112987051611079825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112987051611079825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112987051611079825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/keep-clear.html' title='keep clear.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112953494287835169</id><published>2005-10-17T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:42:22.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reality vs fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 295px" height="322" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b14/ithilfaer/1731254a.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. I've suddenly got this obsession for collecting pictures and putting them on my photobucket account. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. Let's just say that yesterday wasn't exactly very pleasant. The lame thing about me is that I cry kind of easily. Not that I want to, of course...but whenever I'm upset or angry, the tears just come--whether I like it or not. And I really hate it. Right now, I'm in the comp lab working on our ISO stuff. Elvish names and things like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey...they can't just take fantasy away from me like that. It's been part of me all along, and it always will be. Don't they get it? I don't mind living in reality...but only if I can live in fantasy, too. It's just really really sucky how no-one seems to see it. I mean--I know it seems sort of immature and all that. But where would the world be without imagination? Nobody can live in reality &lt;em&gt;forever. &lt;/em&gt;They have to have some way to escape every now and then, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sighs* It's like I've been crying every other day. How lame is that?! I'm sick of it all, really. Sometimes I feel like I'm slipping. Like my whole life is just veering away from the right path and heading for some perilous ravine. And once I make another wrong step-- it's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;game over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112953494287835169?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112953494287835169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112953494287835169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112953494287835169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112953494287835169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/reality-vs-fantasy.html' title='reality vs fantasy'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112944461297456888</id><published>2005-10-15T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:36:52.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am NOT a wuss! *halo*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. Guess what. I'm at Cine now...and I've just paid my last two bucks fifty to come online here. It's a long story as to why I'm here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let's just phrase it this way. Mich bought tickets for Maxy, Nick, Rah, Audrey, Wei En and I to watch the Skeleton Key. I thought it would be pretty rad, so I agreed and went along. [I went to Maxy's church today] And I go into the cinema with everyone. The trailer for 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose' is waaaay freaky! Maxy and I were like screaming and hugging each other...and it's only the trailer, not even the real thing. -__-'' Not fair. Mich had a jacket to cover her eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways. The Skeleton Key is freaky! Maxy and I were hugging each other as tightly as we could, and screaming and I didn't even dare to watch properly.  I was majorly freaked. It was about hoodoo and some strange Southerners who practised hoodoo and tried to teach two white children. They even showed how the two Southerners...[who were both in this weird trance and shaking with their eyes rolling]...got killed. Gruesomeness. They were hung, and then they were set on fire. *shudders* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maxine's here with me now. *mellow* And I'm sitting amidst--*counts*--four grown men! In a gaming centre...0.o...weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But ANYWAYS. Mich and Nick and Wei En and Rah and Audrey are still upstairs. I don't know how they can take it...Maxy and I seriously are not gonna be able to sleep tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And when I was watching the movie and trying to get through this super scary bit...I realised that it's not about having the courage to stay in the cinema and get your head freaked off. It's about getting together the courage to walk out on the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh well. I'm officially [almost] broke...and I'm going to go back to Maxine's house and get Ithil's wedding with Vash done. And it'll be free there!!! Unlike NOW. Ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stupid. And no-one is really on chat or tag. Seld's on tag, and a hopelessly few number of people are on chat. And ALL MY IN CHARACTER POSTS ON HIDDEN REALMS GOT DELETED!!!!!!!!!! I mean, I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;that I've posted three times without having my charrie bio approved...*angel halo* But ugghhhh. So now, since I have time to kill, I shall work on my charrie bio and HAVE IT APPROVED FINALLY. Wait. I shall insert what Jarucas[the moderator on Hidden realms] said about my charrie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hiddenrealms.net/forum/index.php?topic=1707.msg15945#msg15945"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Re: Tanaquil Seregond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;« Reply #10 on: Yesterday at 03:19:22 PM »&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="if (!currentSwap) doQuote(15945); else window.location.href = this.href; return false;" href="http://hiddenrealms.net/forum/index.php?action=post;quote=15945;topic=1707.0;num_replies=10;sesc=85c0b59990fbf42eaa579a3b856a590d"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I really like the character, but you have not included any strengths and weaknesses.  Even if you don't plan for them to ever come into play as you RP this character... they are required to be there in order for the character to be approved for play.There are a couple things that I have little bit of trouble with, but I don't think it would prevent me from approving once you add strengths and weaknesses (which you can add to the original post, by the way).First... an elf having such a dark personality and outlook on life is really odd... but it does make the character rather unique.Second... Her father was skilled in "the dark arts"... that's fine.  He was a dark mage.  But, the knowledge of using magic is not passed down to the next generation as inherent power.  She may have the intelligence and tendancy to learn magic and maybe even lean toward the dark arts, but she would not genetically inherit innate powers because her father learned spells.(Edit: I see that you posted in-character once again without having had your character approved.  That is the third time and you've been asked to wait until you are approved every one of those times.  All of the IC posts have been deleted and future IC posts will also be deleted, until you have had your character approved.)&lt;br /&gt;« Last Edit: Yesterday at 03:39:21 PM by Jarucas »&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ugh!! So pissing. Stupid charrie bio. *is still stressing over it* Yay...all of 'em have come down. Remind me never to watch a thriller again-- I don't think my heart can take it. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gonna work on my charrie bio now. Cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112944461297456888?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112944461297456888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112944461297456888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112944461297456888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112944461297456888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-not-wuss-halo.html' title='i am NOT a wuss! *halo*'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112939984958493036</id><published>2005-10-15T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T11:10:49.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yayness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heya. I'm FINALLY back...after a long hiatus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. What can I say? Exams are finally over. I'm at Maxy's house now-- we slept over at Jae's house yesterday. Jae put on Final Fantasy..but Maxy and I were incredibly lost and couldn't follow the plot at all. The only thing that stopped me from falling asleep was the fact that one of the characters in Final Fantasy looked a lot like what Juran would look like...and plus, the title had the word 'fantasy' in it as well. *grins* I was the last one to sleep 0.o Jess dropped off first. And then Jae. Maxy and I &lt;em&gt;tried &lt;/em&gt;to wake her up, but what did she do?! She mumbled something and rolled over and went back to sleep. Sheesh. So Maxy and I finished watching 'The Perfect Man', and then watched 'Bewitched'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay...confession time. I didn't really put all my effort into watching, cos I was on the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*glances at msn* Gosh...no-one's on, 'cept for Ammy and Light and a few others. I hate it when this happens...Maxy is using the laptop, and both of us are stuffed cos we had to share a piece of tiramisu between us. It's 1.27 am according to the computer clock...and I'm sort of getting tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today I talked to Itari and Elemm for the very first time over the phone. *grins* It was great. I can't wait for next Saturday. And thanks, Samuel, for helping to conference Itari and I together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[*is listening to 'She's no you' by JM*] Hmm. I wouldn't normally listen to Jesse Mcartney for nuts...but the comp is on auto musicvideo-play-mode, so yeah. *looks at comp clock* 1.51 am....*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yay! My charrie post on Hidden Realms got read 103 times...woot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways better go now. Cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112939984958493036?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112939984958493036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112939984958493036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112939984958493036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112939984958493036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/yayness.html' title='yayness'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112839079962262111</id><published>2005-10-03T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T18:53:19.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now look what life's done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think i'm under too much pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll have to run away for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and take drastic measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i may be gone for some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i'll be back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and it'll only be a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till wretched exams &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112839079962262111?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112839079962262111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112839079962262111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112839079962262111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112839079962262111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/10/hiatus.html' title='hiatus.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112806139793222099</id><published>2005-09-29T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T23:23:17.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why does she have to be so unoriginal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos she cant think of any BETTER ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why does he hate life so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos it's beaten him down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why does she have to flare up so quickly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos she's learnt that she's got to protect herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why does he have to be so clingy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos he's got no-one else to cling to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do they have to bring other people down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos they find too much fault with themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why is mugging so stressful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos it's the opposite of slacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why is the world changing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos the end of the world is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do people kill and lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos they have no value for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do children run away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos their home's not a home at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do people stir up war?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos the world's just a cold, heartless place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do innocents have to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos God wants to bring them home from this wretched place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why is life like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos that's just the way it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when will everything turn out all right again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when Jesus comes. I promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why does it hurt so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos you're battered but not broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do i have to be so &lt;em&gt;imperfect?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it doesnt matter. cos God still loves us all anyway &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112806139793222099?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112806139793222099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112806139793222099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112806139793222099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112806139793222099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/questions.html' title='questions'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112788069399792703</id><published>2005-09-27T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T21:11:34.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is war.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When I think about my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wonder if I will survive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To live to see I'm 25 or will I just fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I call my friends, they just keep dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People round me, always crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In this place I like to call my home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not everyone knows, but everybody goes to a better place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not everybody knows that everyone could be living their last days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Life. Hope. Truth. Trust. Faith. Pride. Love. Lust.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All make up the things we've lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but things we've gained we'll take with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I've got are these two hands to make myself a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wonder if I'll ever see the end of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With all this rain it just keeps falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On my head so now I'm calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Out to someone else to help me make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Not everyone knows, but everybody goes to a better place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not everybody knows that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone could be living their last days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; We're moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Life. Hope. Truth. Trust. Faith. Pride. Love. Lust. Pain. Hate. Lies. Guilt. Laugh. Cry. Live. Die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Some friends become enemies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some friends become your family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Make the best with what you're givin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; This ain't dying this is livin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Said we're movin on and we've got nothin to prove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause we'll get through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're movin on and on and on and on and on and on and on.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keep movin on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life. Hope. Truth. Trust. Faith. Pride. Love. Lust. Pain. Hate. Lies. Guilt. Laugh. Cry. Live. Die.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some friends become enemies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some friends become your family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make the best with what you're givin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This ain't dying! this is livin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112788069399792703?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112788069399792703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112788069399792703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112788069399792703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112788069399792703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-war.html' title='this is war.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112769718461428218</id><published>2005-09-25T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:13:04.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love languages &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guten Tag.  Entsculdigen Sie mein schlechtes Deutsch- Ich spreche nur ein klein wenig Deutsch. Ich heisse Cara. Ich bin 13 Jahre alt. Ich habe eine Schwester en eine Bruder. Ich habe am 24 Jaunar Gerbustag. Ich comme aus Singpore, naturlich- Wilkommin in Singapore! (: Dies ist mein Schwesters Maxine en Jaime. Sie heisst Maxine, en sie heisst Jaime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Es war nett, Sie kennenzulernen. Einen schoen Tag noch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112769718461428218?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112769718461428218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112769718461428218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112769718461428218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112769718461428218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-languages-3.html' title='i love languages &lt;3'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112763132240227315</id><published>2005-09-24T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T23:55:22.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when life resumes again(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;things i intend to do after exams:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Buy the Silmarillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Buy 'The Daughter of the Drow' and 'Silverfall', and any other awesome book I can find about Elves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Borrow 'The Curse of the Ring' from Video-Ezy and watch it, although I think the movie is a total rip-off from Lord of the Rings. But then again, that's the main reason why I'm watching it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Watch The Chronicles of Narnia!! Anyone up for this?&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;When in the world is Dungeons and Dragons II coming out as a movie in Singapore? It's already been released in Phuket!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Start on a new story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Start drum lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. Re-watch LotR for the gazillionth time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. have a sleepover and force everyone else to watch The Curse of the Ring with me! *evil laugh* Or even worse, force them to watch LotR AGAIN!!! *more evil laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. Buy more LotR posters for my room. I have no idea where my map of Middle Earth went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. Tag on a-u 24/7 [or as often as I'm allowed to]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. blog, blog, and blog some more!&lt;br /&gt;13. organise 6.4 2004 BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. have a sleepover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. Meet up with Elemm and Itari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. &lt;em&gt;slack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. &lt;em&gt;slack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. &lt;em&gt;slack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sighs* Gosh I can't wait for exams to be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112763132240227315?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112763132240227315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112763132240227315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112763132240227315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112763132240227315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-life-resumes-again.html' title='when life resumes again(:'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112739579870548808</id><published>2005-09-22T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T06:29:58.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-live, not die for HIM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life may  hurt but that's only normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm gonna walk the path less trodden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm gonna wave the flag up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i won't give in this easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'll hold on till my dying breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and be a WARRIOR FOR CHRIST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112739579870548808?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112739579870548808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112739579870548808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112739579870548808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112739579870548808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/live-not-die-for-him.html' title='-live, not die for HIM!'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112730196536624045</id><published>2005-09-21T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T04:26:05.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of life and its ramblings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;piano exam's over! like, finally. i really screwed on some bits, but oh well. what's done's done, and i seriously can't care less any more. I just read a random person's blog I stumbled upon. She's from Singapore, and an lotr fan as well, so yeah. I'm just gonna ramble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why can't we study interesting subjects like the history of Middle Earth? I mean, Zhang Qian and Mojenho Daro[ooh...Daro means 'stop' in elvish]...and Chandragupta and Chandra Gupta II are very well--but still. Wouldn't it be so much more interesting to learn about the history of Rivendell? Or the mutilation of the elves; how they were tortured and mutilated until they became orcs. Now &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;would be awesome to study about, and so much easier to remember, too. I wish our textbook was the Silmarillion. They could give us SBQs on topics like the Kinslaying, the Curse of the Noldor and the Fall of Gondolin. "To what extent did Feanor and his sons' oath eventually bring the curse of the Valar on them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New and Improved Time Table:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Bio--&lt;/strong&gt; study of elvish and hobbit anatomies. Photosynthesis and Respiration of Ents. Classification of Elves, Men, Hobbits and Dwarves. LOL! Who's up to dissect a hobbit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;History-- &lt;/strong&gt;as aforementioned. the history of Middle Earth. Eowyn=the NEW Wu Zetian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Maths--&lt;/strong&gt; They didn't do maths in Middle Earth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Chinese-- &lt;/strong&gt;Sindarin. Lao Shi...speaking Sindarin? Lao Shi...with pointy ears...? *gulps* Whoa. A little stretching of imagination needed there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;English-- &lt;/strong&gt;Westron. [The common English tongue] Oh cool...Miss Tan teaching us Westron! No more Christopher Boone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Chem--&lt;/strong&gt; Uh. Chanting of spells and making water drown out Ringwraiths? Fine by me. O.o...imagine Mrs. Lim MM teaching us how to chant spells in elvish.  ROFL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Philo-- &lt;/strong&gt;discussion of issues brough up in elven philosophy. Like what? Ask Elrond. Or, if he's busy, ask Ms Chau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;P.E-- &lt;/strong&gt;archery and horse riding!!! oh and did i mention sword fighting? I can imagine Mr Vincent Ong shooting an arrow. After all, his elvish name is Thranduil--the father of the [cute but oh-so-cliched] Legolas Greenleaf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Music and Dance--&lt;/strong&gt; Elven dances? No thanks. Elven harp playing..yeah...i might consider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sighs* There we go now. That's my dream time table. Unlikely, but true. I like the Sindarin and archery and riding and sword fighting parts. That would seriously be awesome. &lt;em&gt;I wish. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, better be going now. Still gotta be revising for Bio. No dissecting of furry-footed folk from the Shire involved here, unfortunately. No Dwarves and their distinguishing features. [quite obviously, their five foot long beards.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looks like it's back to normal everyday life for me now. Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112730196536624045?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112730196536624045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112730196536624045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112730196536624045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112730196536624045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/of-life-and-its-ramblings.html' title='of life and its ramblings.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112722359046479717</id><published>2005-09-20T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T06:39:50.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dead in her heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and cold to the bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she opened her eyes and saw--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she was ALL ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life gets so complicated sometimes. I mean, really. It seems like everybody's working their necks off, trying to be the best, trying to get good grades. Sure it feels good to get good grades. I can't deny that. But inevitably--what is the purpose for this? In the end, all this will just fade away. And whatever good grades or great jobs or all the cold hard cash in the world &lt;em&gt;won't make a difference. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like life's just a void--empty. Dark. Unfeeling. And sometimes I feel that it's no point struggling; that I should just let myself get sucked down. It's not as if anyone can hear my silent screams, anyway. I believe in standing up for what you believe in. Even if it means &lt;em&gt;standing alone. &lt;/em&gt;And those choices can be pretty darn painful sometimes. You can lose friends over them--or your popularity ratings might go down, or you might be treated as an outcast, literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Let me ask a question. &lt;em&gt;Do you think it hurts to die? Cos sometimes it hurts a whole lot more trying to stay alive. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People call me a dreamer. They say I should get my head back down from the clouds. But the truth is--it doesn't hurt to dream. It hurts more to wake up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sighs* Maybe I should move on from this topic. I seem to just be rambling on and on, without much rhyme or reason. I don't really feel like talking about much. I have too much on my To Do List, and already I feel myself cracking under it all. And one day there's going to be a &lt;em&gt;snap--&lt;/em&gt;and trust me, it's &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;going to be a pretty sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't normally get riled very easily. But when I do--no one sees it, cos I try to keep it all inside. And one day--it'll just give way under the pressure. And that's when &lt;em&gt;it &lt;/em&gt;will happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to keep faith...but it's so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I will stand up for myself and wait. &lt;em&gt;I'll be just fine pretending I'm not. &lt;/em&gt;And one day, hope will come. It will. I'm sure of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112722359046479717?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112722359046479717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112722359046479717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112722359046479717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112722359046479717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/looking-back-on-me.html' title='looking back on me.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112704069330186084</id><published>2005-09-18T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:51:33.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-lights, camera...action.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;darn. i've got so much to do. okay, maybe not a total heap of stuff. but still enough to get me wound up. stupid piano exam...it's been looming over my head like this horrid raincloud. and english aural. ugh. i mean normally i totally love english, but i dont like when i dont have time to prepare. and i still hafta help jae with her english aural--and jae YOU OWE ME BIGTIME. so HA. and the fic, which i have written but only a little bit-and avvy...how do you expect to kill Naren and Aearion tomorrow?? I mean, like, the final battle only just started. It's gonna be so loserish if they die off so fast. *laughs* And I'm not sure if I'm gonna kill Juran. You'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda mixed up right now. It's about Griffin--yes, lame, I know. It's like--argh. I dont know what to say. All I can say is that what we had...it's kind of gone right now. I miss the old Griffin. And I hope the old Griffin comes back one day. *sighs* But let's switch the subject. Contrary to popular belief, I have this thing about &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;blogging about guys, as far as possible. Unless, of course, something &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;drastic has happened with them and i really need to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....I guess I can only talk about the fic, then. It's kinda ironic, really. I mean--when I don't have the fic book with me, I want to write it reeeally badly. And when I do have it with me [like now], I get writer's block. I think that's got to do with the Law of Somethingorother...cant remember its name. We did a compre about it in English ages ago. Okay, I regress. ANYWAY. The last battle has started [at last]. So here is my analysis of all the fic books we've done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. uh. what can I say? this one was kinda weird. but all right, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;2. haha. this book was the transition book. not sure if y'all liked it. for me, it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;3. OMG yes i love this one best of all!! lol. this one had the most action:)&lt;br /&gt;4. this one was the mushy one. *laughs* Tanaquil and Griffin...Kyra and Ravius...Aearion and Naren...all the weird love triangle thingies. But I'm sure you all loved it, knowing you all.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hm. Cant really say much bout this one, since we havent finished it yet. But there's gonna be lots of killing. And death, and loss and screaming and blood. [sounds so totally graphic.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day at school--Hannah, Joo, Shu and I were imagining what it would be like if our fic were to be made into a movie. [&lt;em&gt;sooo &lt;/em&gt;unlikely, but heck.] If Hannah was acting as Naren, she would have to dye her hair a light sandyish blonde--and wear blue contacts. And Hannah...you would have to face your worst enemy--MAKEUP!!&lt;br /&gt;And for Kyra. Avril with red hair would be kinda weird, but I think it would still look all right if she dyed her hair a dark brown and tinted it with auburn streaks. And Avvy would have to wear green contacts, and pale foundation. Whoa. Cool, lol.&lt;br /&gt;And me? Since Tanaquil has dark hair anyway, I think mine would be less drastic. Just the greyish green contacts and pale foundation as well.&lt;br /&gt;And Julia as the seductress!! ROFL! Omg i still havent gotten over what you said, Joo, about having &lt;em&gt;no neckline. &lt;/em&gt;you sicko. and Shuu would have brown hair and blue eyes:) aww so sweet. and mel with violet eyes....whoa. like some see-into-the-future-person. very cool. and maxine would hafta die in the movie--at the very beginning of the story! lol...awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder who would act as Juran. So weird. I cant think of anyone. And how bout Ravius? And Griffin!! *smiles* And I was teasing Hannah about her dahling Ewan McGregor acting as Aearion. EWYUCK. Hey y'know...I think Keanu Reeves would make a pretty good Dylor. I mean, he can carry off the white hair part. But I'm not so sure about the gold eyes. Any suggestions? It'll be soo cliched if Haydn Christiansen acted as Ravius or Juran. Not that I dont like him, fyi. I seriously cant think of anyone who can act as Griffin. But here's Griffin's pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 146px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="455" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b398/charactersketches/4e4fb44f.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Now tell me which actor could compare to &lt;em&gt;that. &lt;/em&gt;Oh well. But honestly, who dya think could act as Juran? So strange. Or Ravius? Maybe Haydn Christiansen would hafta act as Ravius in the end. I dont know. *grins* Gosh it's so fun just rambling on and on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;However, I do hafta go now. I need to print out my english aural stuff and start practising...ughness. Oh I found a avatar of Hayden Christiansen as Anakin. See if he suits the part of Ravius, k? Here he is..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b302/lovato_love/th4d635061.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mmkay. so that's him. and it says 'tears of a sith'. cool yeah? he looks so sad when he's crying....  okay i'd better go now before i start rambling again about the differences between Griffin and Ravius. Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112704069330186084?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112704069330186084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112704069330186084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112704069330186084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112704069330186084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/lights-cameraaction.html' title='-lights, camera...action.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112685337480334428</id><published>2005-09-15T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T23:49:34.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-school's out.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heya. I'm in the school comp lab now, feeling pretty teed off cos the printer just used like half my paper to print someone else's stuff. But now I'm waiting for it to print out more pictures for my portfolio--but it's &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;printing. it just printed out a blank sheet with weird code stuff on it. ugh. PRINT OUT MY PICTURES!! *feels like kicking printer but is not going to because i'll hafta pay for it if it breaks, which it most probably will* Pictures, you moron printer. PICTURES!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh well. It doesnt look like it's gonna work. I &lt;em&gt;told &lt;/em&gt;you printers hated me. They almost act up when I'm around, for some strange reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yeah! Today during Values Ed, before any teacher had come into class, Mr Vincent Ong came into class and we all were like, "?? Why're you here?" And guess what? He asked for our fic so he could read it and show it to his friends and his sons. *laughs* So we gave him the 4th book, which we just finished yesterday....the story's moving pretty slowly. We're on the 5th book [and Julia you had it under your desk!!!!!! ] and we havent started the second attack yet! Yeah, I went up to class to get my history textbook and rummaged under my desk...and lo and behold! the 5th fic book fell out from under Julia's desk. *glares very pointedly* Oh well. I'll go back and write more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's so much work to do! Like, argh. There's TOEFL tomorrow, and piano exam after that, and a gazillion other things to do. Ughness. [*glances at Avril (she's raving over the 'good soul' who installed Limewire)* O-okay....] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways. I'm really really bored now. Like, bored. Dont feel like going on a-u...no one's there anyway. It's really really strange; like no one goes on a-u nowadays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well. gonna make a new blog--the diary of Tanaquil, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blog back later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112685337480334428?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112685337480334428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112685337480334428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112685337480334428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112685337480334428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/schools-out_15.html' title='-school&apos;s out.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112659919098427771</id><published>2005-09-13T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T01:13:10.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the price for peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heya:) me again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg I love the fic. I was writing in it during swimming pe today and after that, Mr. Ong was like, "Can I see your notes, or whatever it is that you're writing?"....and I was like, &lt;em&gt;uh oh. &lt;/em&gt;Guess what though...he liked it! He was like, "This is great! I am very impressed!" and "I feel like I'm actually inside the story." Haha. So much for a scolding. Thanks Mr. Ong ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hannah's got the fic now. I want to write in it!! I've just got this really really weirdish-awesomish idea and I wanna write it in, like, NOW. Oh, and guess what. Our very own dear Julia wants to be in the fic. And she was like, " I want Aearion!" And Hannah was like: "NO! He's MINE!!!" and then her eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth like she just realised what she had actually said...lol. It was so funny. And Julia wants to be a *coughcough&lt;em&gt;seductress&lt;/em&gt;coughcough* in the fic. I cracked up just thinking about it. Julia, I think you're a better swimmer than a seductress, thanks very much! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoa. &lt;/em&gt;Glorfi aka Chris just sent me this really really really long email for my portfolio. *scrolls down, eyes widening* Gosh. Thanks Chris! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways. I discovered that our fanfic actually brings up several issues that could be discussed in philo class. So I've listed out what I've found so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;themes of good and evil&lt;/strong&gt;--- The world is so corrupted and jumbled up that good and evil are hard to define. Who's fighting for who--and what exactly are the characters fighting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;incest&lt;/strong&gt;--in your opinions, do you think that Kyra falling in love with Ravius would be considered incest? I mean: he &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;her half-brother, but after all, he isn't her brother by blood. Kyra's parents took Ravius in and raised him as their own, until the both of them [Rale and Draugon Skyblade] were killed. I guess it isn't &lt;em&gt;exactly &lt;/em&gt;incest--since like, y'know, Kyra and Ravius aren't related by blood or anything. But still. Just listen to this and see how it sounds:  'Kyra fell in love with her half-brother'.     I won't say anything more as yet. You form your own opinion:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.&lt;strong&gt;sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;--okay, there's a LOT of sacrificial message in the storyline, so I'll just state a few. Tari sacrificed herself to save Tanaquil and the other elves. Kyra and Ravius are willing to sacrifice and put their lives at risk, as long as they're together. Arenya sacrifices herself when she rides to Lorien to rally the reinforcements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;loss&lt;/strong&gt;---Loss. What can I say? Tanaquil, at the very beginning, loses her father and mother. Her father was a Maia[one of the highest ranked races] and her mother was a Moriquendi[the elves of exile]. The marriage was looked upon in horror and thought of as unpure. The children of this union had the blood of the Condemned. In the end, Tanaquil's parents were assassinated. So Tanaquil loses her entire family, almost before you start reading the story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kyra loses her Jedi heritage. Although she was a skilled Jedi warrior, she eventually turned to the Dark Side and dedicated her powers to evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naren loses a friend. Kyra was as a sister to her--and now the two are bitter enemies,seperated by the division of good and evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Juran lost his love. [You'll read more about this as the fic progresses] After losing all hope in love, he fell ill with a malady that nobody could cure. In the end he did die...but he came back to life. The price he had to pay for a second chance at life was his soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The reinforcements from Lorien are lost when Kyra kills them off. Many lose family, friends and loved ones in this massacre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--there're so many more examples...but I'll stop here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;destiny&lt;/strong&gt;---so many things to say about this theme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kyra's destiny, or so Ravius tells her, is to turn to darkness and to join the Dark Side. He and Juran both tell her that only then can her strength be channelled into true power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naren's destiny...is to die. She will be killed by Kyra--and only then will Kyra wake up with a jolt and realise the truth...that there is no point in power if it only means losing all your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tanaquil's destiny is also to die. All this is part of the Curse of the Condemned--proven by the rune on her wrist. She will rise to unthinkable power, then will fall. Hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*grins* This is nice. I like analysing our fic, lol. Well. I'll blog back later. *smiles* Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112659919098427771?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112659919098427771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112659919098427771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112659919098427771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112659919098427771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/price-for-peace.html' title='the price for peace.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112650905711545541</id><published>2005-09-12T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T00:10:57.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna THROTTLE somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna crack!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's too much work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and too much pressure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and too many priorities on my agenda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELP!!! There's too much to do! I've got piano exam and xiao shuo and exam revision and portfolios[2 of them] and tuition homework and homework and that horrid Chinese Diploma thing I hafta take this saturday. Darn it all, it's just so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm gonna die. I'm probably gonna fail like, really really hard. Omg I'm practically drowning. *hits self* And why am I on msn??!! I know i shouldnt be. but anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg. omg. major freakout mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cut us some slack here!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112650905711545541?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112650905711545541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112650905711545541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112650905711545541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to be as tall as Daddy and Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I pretended to chew gum and wore Mom's makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...But it doesnt work that way anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now that I'm older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know that I'm wiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and sometimes I wish that I wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish that I was still naive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish that I hadnt changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't know what it is that's happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But Dad, it's making me afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom, come and tuck me in again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like you used to do years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Light my nightlight...stay with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont wanna grow up so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want my freedom but I dont wanna leave home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know there must be a way outta here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need to bust out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bust out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112644816674221959?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112644816674221959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112644816674221959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112644816674221959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112644816674221959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/growing-up.html' title='-growing up-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112613205700023579</id><published>2005-09-07T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T15:27:37.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-holiday!!-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heya! omg you wont believe it. I'm actually at the airport now. I'm using the airport free Internet access thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I lost my voice. ugh. so sucky. how'm i gonna talk to anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOSH i'm gonna miss rping for the next four days. Elemm and Seldie and Angord and Amras and Ali and Alastor and Caris and Loth and GRIFFIN...*hugs* Love ya all. Will miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well I'll be away in Phuket until Sunday, so I wont cya all till then. *hugs* gtg now! mum's calling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112613205700023579?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112613205700023579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112613205700023579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112613205700023579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112613205700023579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/holiday.html' title='-holiday!!-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112606974197854955</id><published>2005-09-06T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:09:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[insert sanity here]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It really doesnt make sense. If they want it to be called a holiday--then it should be a holiday in all aspects. I mean--why call it a 'term break' when they just use it as a time to pile more and more homework on us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But anyway. Nic and I are meeting Elemm on Monday! I am so psyched. Finally...we get to meet someone from Singapore who's an lotr fan. We're all gonna wear caps, so that it'll be somewhat easier to spot each other:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wrote the fic! Yes I did...and I'm dying to give you guys a spoiler...but I shant. You'll just hafta borrow it and read it after term break, if you really wanna find out what's happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's been a BIG twist in the relationship between two characters. It involves a kidnapping, a slaying and someone named Dagorion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmm...what else? *thinks* Juran gives Kyra orders that she does NOT want to carry out...and the reason for Juran's wrath against Tana is soon revealed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol. this is so cool. Yeah and I know you're all &lt;em&gt;dying &lt;/em&gt;to read it. [well at least--i hope so&gt;&lt;]. So I had better go write some more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm leaving for Phuket tomorrow...so I wont be blogging for a while. I'm still gonna write the fic while I'm overseas, though. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112606974197854955?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112606974197854955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112606974197854955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112606974197854955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112606974197854955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/insert-sanity-here.html' title='[insert sanity here]'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112600580740620047</id><published>2005-09-06T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T04:23:27.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-freak out.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heya. I havent been blogging in a long time...I'm trying to sneak blog now:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways. THERE'SSOMUCHHOMEWORKTHATITOTALLYCAN'TCOPE!!!! Like, arrrghhh! It's not a holiday anymore...ultra sucky. ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I dont know what to blog about. Except that I found the fourth book of the fic, and it's taking friggin long to type out the second book for the portfolio thing. Oh, and did I mention that I havent even done ONE OF THE MATHS TESTS?!! I'm so freaking out here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*takes a few deep breaths and calms down a little* Well I'm going to try and do my Chem t-shirt thingy tonight. But I probably WON'T do it in the end, cos I'm going to rewatch Freaky Friday:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh and Griffin came back!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol. blog back later, y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112600580740620047?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112600580740620047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112600580740620047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112600580740620047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112600580740620047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/freak-out.html' title='-freak out.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112564412150767456</id><published>2005-09-01T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:55:21.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school's OUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heya. *whispers* I'm sneaking on blogger now....my ISO group's going to KILL me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;School's OUT!! And I'm still stuck in school doing ISO....arrgghhh. Haha, our ISO powerpoint is so adowable....lalala. Nic's peeking over my shoulder....she's gonna kill me---but in her dreams. Lol. I'm gonna miss everyone from 1G when the hols start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like Maxy( i want my chocolates!!!), Jae, Nic, Avvie, Tingy Too, Yiling, Shuuu, Miao....*sigh* So many awesome peeps. Ah well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You know---our holidays cant exactly be called a holiday. There's like TONS of work! I'm gonna be sooo bogged down. And if I dont have time to rp, I'm gonna scream. *laughs* Yeah I do know I need to get a life. But it's my life after all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I saw Griffin online last night. It wasnt exactly what you'd call a happy meeting. It was painful...bittersweet...tragic...*sighs*...everything that it shouldnt have been. This sounds totally soap opera-ey, but I dont care...I'm just rambling. Hopefully I see him online again today or during the Sept hols. But seriously--he was only on for like less than five minutes, and during our meeting, there were lots of tears and anguish and heart rending decisions. ....What I'm talking about? Well. If you really want to know, then ask me and I'll consider telling you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Argh. This comp cant do a-u tag. And I dont really like chat cos everyone there is pretty random, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well I'd better blog later! Cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112564412150767456?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112564412150767456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112564412150767456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112564412150767456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112564412150767456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/09/schools-out.html' title='school&apos;s OUT!'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112546714896833332</id><published>2005-08-30T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:45:48.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-ERROR: random alert.-</title><content type='html'>Eyo. Me again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to Boulevard of Broken Dreams now. GREEN DAY ROCKS! lol. but seriously they do.  I've been listening to their songs nonstop for an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not supposed to be blogging...but oh well. I'm trying to finish up part of my CAP portfolio thingy. It's getting a little tiresome--writing reflections for poem after poem after poem.... And strangely enough, I've noticed a weird pattern in my reflections. Most--wait, no, ALL--of my poems were either inspired by fantasy or by the darker side of life. Weird, no? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. I'm bored. Ughness. I found this really awesome site with music video codes. Unfortunately, the videos dont turn up very well on this blogskin, and i dont wanna trash the layout anymore than I already have, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I found my black cuff!!! I'm gonna buy another one today. I'm wearing a hodgepodge outfit now...all black, of course. I've got, like, three bandy thingies on each wrist. A silver bangle, a cuff, and a black wristband. *laughs* Goes to show how weird fashion can get :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112546714896833332?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112546714896833332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112546714896833332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112546714896833332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112546714896833332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/error-random-alert.html' title='-ERROR: random alert.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112530047345671451</id><published>2005-08-29T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:27:53.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-all i ever wanted.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a306/lovinaloser/z45.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...A mirror can't tell who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't let it dictate who you're gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cos I know how it feels to want to kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But not want to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How it hurts to smile out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The pain that numbs out everything inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The thing is...everyone will hurt you in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So all you have to do is to decide for yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who is worthwhile suffering for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So take this razor and sign my wrist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then everyone can see who left me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sick and tired of saying sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For things I never did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That girl in the mirror--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's a total stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shatter through the reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And break the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feel your life run down your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then perhaps you'll understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why my paper heart is bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I tried to go on and pick up my pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I cut myself even deeper than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snapped my wings when I tried to soar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;....Save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112530047345671451?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112530047345671451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112530047345671451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112530047345671451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112530047345671451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/all-i-ever-wanted.html' title='-all i ever wanted.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112529759987399337</id><published>2005-08-28T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T23:39:59.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes you just need to SCREAM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I flew so high...then I fell so hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUCKED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Big time. ARGH. I cant even find a word to describe how I'm feeling. Like, I need to bash something or kill it or mutilate it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If BEAUTY is PAIN then I must be freaking GORGEOUS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or let's put it another way. Let's just say....that I REALLY NEED TO VENT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ugh. Talk later. Cya all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112529759987399337?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112529759987399337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112529759987399337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112529759987399337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112529759987399337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/sometimes-you-just-need-to-scream.html' title='sometimes you just need to SCREAM.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112505773351733858</id><published>2005-08-26T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T05:24:51.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-questions.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How high can you fly with broken wings?&lt;br /&gt;How can you sing with a muted melody&lt;br /&gt;How can you run with crippled legs&lt;br /&gt;How can you scream with a silenced voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you fight for life when you're drowning in a churning ocean&lt;br /&gt;How can you break your bonds when they are crafted from steel&lt;br /&gt;How can you love another when they kill your heart&lt;br /&gt;How can you trust again when you've always been betrayed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry doesnt cut the matter&lt;br /&gt;Band-aids don't mend a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Dreams can't take away reality&lt;br /&gt;Wishes can't still the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lifetime of fantasy can't erase the painful truth&lt;br /&gt;A web of delusions can't take away the hurt&lt;br /&gt;An apology isn't enough to make it all better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A moment of childlike happiness only makes it even more bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How many questions can be asked in a lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who can really be loved for who they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who can comprehend the great mystery of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of the emotions ignited when &lt;em&gt;love and death embrace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of the quiet reverie in an elven maiden's thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of the silent turmoil of one of Fae blood--lost and misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of all Fair Folk and everything of legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have they been lost for all time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not a legend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not a myth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not a fairytale..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...but a living reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112505773351733858?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112505773351733858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112505773351733858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112505773351733858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112505773351733858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/questions.html' title='-questions.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112504321185336330</id><published>2005-08-26T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T01:02:33.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-revenge of me.--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY the week's out. Gosh has it been a tough week....and it's finally Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Avvy's helping me make a new blogskin! It's really really cool and I cant wait til she's done with it so I can start using it:) Fanx Avveh!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Someone actually replied to my post on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Realm_of_the_Elves/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Realm_of_the_Elves/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Strange...I thought that site was, like, dead. Apparently not, though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling particularly elfy today. Sounds weird, I know...but it's true. I'm considering wearing mild elvish garb to tuition today. Evenstar/Crest of Arwen, elvishy clothing...uh...elvish headband. But on the other hand, I dont even want to go for tuition. I'd rather stay home. But then again, who wouldnt?&lt;br /&gt;omg we're almost finishing the third book of the fic. And the war's only just starting! It's so cool. Go read it, y'all. Really, really. It wont be a waste of time, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;Want a spoiler? *thinks* Well...right now Kyra and Tanaquil are having a showdown...a duel of the Elements. And Naren has been sent to her room, left behind because she's supposedly too young. And I just knocked Ravius off the cliff in the fic:) Wonder if he's still hanging on there. Like...&lt;br /&gt;Ravius: *clings on for dear life* Uh Kyra...a little help here would be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Kyra: Hold on I'm DUELLING.&lt;br /&gt;Ravius: -.-'' And I'm SLIPPING.&lt;br /&gt;Kyra: You can hold on for a little while longer, cant you?&lt;br /&gt;~after three hours~&lt;br /&gt;Ravius: Uh...Kyra....&lt;br /&gt;Kyra: SHH! I'm DUELLING!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ravius: ugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** lol. that was random. but anyways. our fic's getting really awesome, even if i do say so myself. I'm going to work on our fourth book over the weekend. That's right, people, the FOURTH book! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow I'm going for Tingy's bdae outing thingy and we're all gonna shop around and we're going into the lotr shop at the Esplanade. I wanna buy the elven crest. Maxine wants to buy her dahling Legolas poster, and I hafta take it back to her cos she's leaving for Switzerland. And I'm gonna take it home and hang it up in my room and create a Legolas shrine...ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;NOT. I'm not a Legolas fan girl. Never was, never will be. :) Although Haldir is NOT a fat elf. He's just...uh....rather well-endowed, that's all. You peeps have NO RIGHT to call him fat. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. before i get any more lotr-obsession fits, i'd better go now. i'll blog back soon...Griffin comes back tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;Namarie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112504321185336330?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112504321185336330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112504321185336330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112504321185336330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112504321185336330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/revenge-of-me_26.html' title='-revenge of me.--'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112486485457109513</id><published>2005-08-23T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:27:34.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-me again.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me here, as always.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the comp lab with Avvy now. I'm on a-u and outpost; but it's no fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm kind of pissed with SOMEONE. Most of you wont know him, though. Ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hello...dude...it's not like I'm stopping you from chasing your dreams. I told you to go after them and you got mad at me for saying that? What sense does that make? Kindly get a life. Everyone would be much better off that way. And STOP saying you love me. If it's not true, then DON'T say it. Just go away and leave me alone...not like I care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ha. There we go now. Anyways. our fic's getting along great! go read it...http://www.-theportal-.blogspot.com  Everyone's reading it now. And we're going to go into the war now. It's gonna be so cool. It'll be really sad when we finally end the fic..like after three books? Ugh. It's like, argh. I want to see the end product, but I dont want the fic to end...know what I mean? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today was all right. Almost fell asleep. Last night when I was writing the fic, I fell asleep on my desk right after I wrote the word 'Griffin'. Then I woke up. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;anyways gtg now....cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112486485457109513?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112486485457109513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112486485457109513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112486485457109513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112486485457109513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/me-again.html' title='-me again.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112462878360546476</id><published>2005-08-21T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T05:53:03.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elven longings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="4"&gt;Suilaid, mellon amin. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Today I was listening to the Hymn to Elbereth....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;A Bereth thar Ennui Aeair!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;A Galad ven i reniarhí 'aladhremmin ennorath&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;A Elbereth Gilthoniel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I  chin a thûl lîn i gelair...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;It's like...whenever something bad happens to me, I imagine I'm back in Rivendell. Wait--back? Strange. It's not as if I've even been there before. It's something I just can't explain...like, whenever I'm feeling depressed and down, I will listen to my elvish songs and write in the fic; or maybe go on a-u and roleplay a little.  Is that escapism? I suppose it is, in a way...a form of escape from reality. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Am I just weird or what? Why must I be so different? I'm probably the only one I know who learns how to speak and write elvish, can conduct somewhat of a decent conversation in Quenya and Sindarin, loves role-playing, and listens to elven songs.  It's like...well. I don't know how to say it. I just feel different somehow. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Ignore this if you must---I'm getting in a weird mood. Sometimes when I'm really really down in the dumps and I'm crying; I listen to Enya and I imagine Rivendell. Like, I can see it in my mind, and I can almost see the elves wandering around...and then it sort of comforts me...but I always end up crying harder because of what this life lacks. This life and the life in Imladris is so different...and why I cry harder? Because all I want in this life is enchantment. Magic. Fantasy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;But I know all those things don't exist in real life. They only exist as a figment of my imagination...and yet they can seem so real. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Rithannen i geventhangen &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;i harnna fennas i daurôl &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;dûr ristanneneryn echuianneni &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;ngelaidh dagrarristar thynd,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt; cúa tawardambedir&lt;br /&gt;Ar sindarnóriello caita mornie,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Ar ilye tier unduláve lumbule...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112462878360546476?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112462878360546476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112462878360546476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112462878360546476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112462878360546476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/elven-longings.html' title='elven longings.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112460462128628079</id><published>2005-08-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T23:10:21.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>restless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;eyo. me again. zzzzz. i'm bored, so bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;we're pranking people now...dialling random numbers! lol! muahahaha....arent we eevil. &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;argh. a-u's like, deserted. and outpost...well no one's talking to me...:(...wish Ben would hurry up and come on. *sigh* I met a person called Griffin on a-u today. :) but he went off.....*unhappy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ugh. i'm stressed. dont think i'll have time enough to finish the project thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;someone come and save me...before i die now. ughness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm getting really restless now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112460462128628079?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112460462128628079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112460462128628079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112460462128628079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112460462128628079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/restless.html' title='restless.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112444453081510500</id><published>2005-08-19T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T02:42:10.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm bored. I'm not supposed to be on and I'm on outpost--BOTH Minas Tirith and Cloud City cantina...and no one fun is on. ughness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh well. today was kind of a bad day. I dont know how to say it. It's not like anything majorly horrid happened...It just felt like a weird, gloomed out day in general. For no reason at all. I guess it's just the small things put together that make it so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i passed history!!! I actually didnt fail painfully like I thought I would...gosh now that's a weight off my mind. And we're onto the third book of the fic! Thanks everyone who read our fic and gave us comments...*feels loved*...cant wait to start the war, lol. right now in the fic, we're on our way to Gondor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And I would otherwise be writing the fic now. BUT unfortunately, Av took the fic home to write about some Easterling ambush&lt;---(spoiler!!!). So yeah. I cant do much now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh Ben just got on outpost! I'm feeling a little better now. not totally cheered up. but oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Just now I had this crazy notion to do a Google search on how exactly the Hiroshima bomb Little Boy was made...with the chemical reactions and nuclear stuff and all...ugh....am I going crazy? what was i thinking...    well it might be kinda cool. lol! never thought i would say that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;well. blog back later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112444453081510500?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112444453081510500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112444453081510500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112444453081510500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112444453081510500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/boredom.html' title='boredom'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112411183757486931</id><published>2005-08-15T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T06:17:17.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-LIFE vs. DEATH-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything's changing so fast. So fast that I don't know if I like it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Argghhh. I'm confused...my feelings are all muddled up inside. Like...ugh. I don't know how to say this. And if you dont wanna read this, then please just skip it, cos this is just my ramblings.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I hardly recognise myself anymore. People are always talking about the 'old me'. well. the old me isnt exactly dead. She still lives in me, and she always will. But why can't people just take me for ME and learn to love the new me...just as I am? &lt;br /&gt;I feel so estranged from everything that I knew...I feel like I'm a complete stranger sometimes. Like I don't exactly fit in anywhere. Life's a whole roller coaster for me now. Sometimes I'm all the way up there in the skies...then the next moment, I can be on the ground crying. It's kinda scary...and sometimes I just wish that....arghh. Never mind about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sometimes it gets really hard not to think about death and darkness and stuff like that. I guess it's pretty normal. Angst. Moods. Whatever you call it. But I guess it really isnt worthwhile...like God gave us the gift of life. We should live life to the FULLEST...if not for ourselves, then for God and for others. Wouldnt it be so much better to die for God than to just kill ourselves just cos we felt that life had no meaning....when it actually had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm still trying to come to terms with who I want to be...with who I really am. It's a cold hard world out there...but in God's grace we all can do it. Still...I cant help feeling small and insignificant sometimes. Like I dont belong. Like I've been forgotten. there have been times at night where I've scribbled in my diary and most of the words you cant see cos they've all been watered out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I know there's love in this world. It's all around me. I just need to break through the darkness and seek the light. Torn spirits can be restored. Ripped hearts can be band-aided:) And so I'm sure....very, very sure...that broken wings can be mended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112411183757486931?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112411183757486931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112411183757486931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112411183757486931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112411183757486931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-vs-death.html' title='-LIFE vs. DEATH-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112368446182454938</id><published>2005-08-10T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T07:34:21.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-illusions.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wandering in a land of complexity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Questions asked that may never be answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The still small voice of one lost in the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The shimmering of enchantment held in rapture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A broken heart; pierced by Cupid's arrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A bleeding spirit; misunderstood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A crying heart that seeks only love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A torn soul seeking only salvation; and all that is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;In a world of fantastical make believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Escape from the harsh dawn of cold reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fantasy: so beautiful compared to the real world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yet only an illusion; nothing more, naturally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;In a world of magic and enchantment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lost to the world; dreamer from another land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then reality steps in ; crushes it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The hourglass turns; lives caught in the grains of sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Who has the power to heal a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Where should a dreamer go to seek the light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Whence lies my solace when over is my part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Torn between two worlds; between day and night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112368446182454938?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112368446182454938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112368446182454938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112368446182454938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112368446182454938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/illusions.html' title='-illusions.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112367934985811848</id><published>2005-08-10T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T06:09:09.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-lonely.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Heya. Me again. Well. My parents are coming back at ten at night today, so I guess I'll make the most out of this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hmm. I'm not going to talk about my rpg life at this moment. Everything's gotten very confusing, so yeah. I just need some time to sort things out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And hello to you as well, anon. Usually i hate anons like hell but surprisingly, you're rather nice for an anon. Are you Shadowed Wind Rider? You sound a little like him...the way you speak, it's just...I dont know. It reminds me of him. Well, whoever you are--you did leave good advice. And for that, I respect you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well, on to other topics. School starts again tomorrow! Sheesh. It was a great three-day break. I loved it...was on the comp every night until like one something am. *sighs* It was wonderful. but now it's back to the mundane routine of life, ughness. I cant believe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Everything seems so surreal now...everything's gone topsy turvy. I'm starting to wonder if I should have even let myself start rping in the first place. Not that I regret it, but...now a lot of my friends' problems are weighing down on me. and YES i know i'm gullible. naive. whatever you want to call it. undoubtedly it is good to be a little wary...but we shouldnt be suspiscious all the time. when that time comes...the world will be a horrible place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But enough of the dark talk already. Yay...Av wrote the fic! She said she wrote some lame stuff about Aearion crushing on me. Uh. Like, Aearion and I were supposed to be childhood friends in the fic. FRIENDS. not SWEETHEARTS! ah well. let's just see how it goes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Things are getting really confusing. it's like. argh. i dont know how to say it. it's just really gettin me down. But I'll pull through...with God's grace I will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;naamarie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112367934985811848?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112367934985811848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112367934985811848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112367934985811848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112367934985811848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/lonely.html' title='-lonely.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112357636902571871</id><published>2005-08-09T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T01:33:46.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-an unsung death.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In remembrance of a dear friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One of my online friends passed away. Not in role playing. In real life. And I have proof. Or to be more specific, she killed herself. Suicide. And at first when I was told, I didnt believe it. I thought the person who told me was just rpging or something. But then it is true. Another friend was in Korea with my friend and he was the first to find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I tried emailing Anva, just to make sure. I was like: "please reply ASAP. it's more urgent than you'll ever know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I stayed up till one something this morning waiting for a reply. And I logged on again after that. But she hasnt replied. And I know I won't ever get a reply...coz she is never going to be able to read my message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And it still doesnt seem real to me. I can't cry...because I still havent come to terms with it yet. It still seems like role playing...even though I know it's now. I've been telling myself:&lt;em&gt; Anva, come back to us and stop role-playing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But she cant. Because she's not coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112357636902571871?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112357636902571871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112357636902571871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112357636902571871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112357636902571871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/unsung-death.html' title='-an unsung death.-'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112339132347050968</id><published>2005-08-06T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T22:08:43.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elvensong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feel the flowing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hear the song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One with earth and one with sea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magic growing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everstrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An elven spirit lives in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We must be silent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everpresent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet unseen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sundered from the Ancient Realm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hail Elbereth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our elven queen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And though our kin is far apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estel...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beating of an elven heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estel...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evening star &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set in the skies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shining down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On elven kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of nature&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elvenwise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reforge again the ties that bind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112339132347050968?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112339132347050968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112339132347050968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112339132347050968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112339132347050968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/elvensong.html' title='elvensong.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112338288599174370</id><published>2005-08-06T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T19:48:05.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i could have danced all night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;lol...but the asean scholars' dance was fun. It was called Chorophobia aka Fear of dancing. And we supposedly went for the dance to overcome that fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyway so I went with Mel and Shu and Ee Leng. At first it was kinda freaky...coz all the people there were so formal! like...gowns and all. and we barely knew anyone...only the scholars from mg. and then we watched some dance and band performances. one band was kinda out of tune...(putting it mildly)...but nobody seemed to mind anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and shu and mel and double e and me felt quite out of it, so we just went to a corner and talked and were lame there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and then the slow dance bit came. and all the couples started going on the dance floor...and we...*sniff*...had no one, naturally. so we just danced with ourselves:) lame huh? yeah but it was the only thing we could do. then after that came the fast dances. still kinda boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;then there was this guy who sorta reminded me of...okay this sounds lame. but he reminded me of an elf. like...there was something in the way he carried himself and walked around. he was mostly alone, and, oh i dont know...he just had this elven-lordly kind of air. and he reminded me of one of my online friends, in a way. so eventually i geared up enough courage to dance with him. and it was nice:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and then three other guys danced with me...so i got three roses! :P yeah it was pretty cool. two of em asked for my number but i didnt give it. then they asked if they could take photos with me, and i said yes. yay. they all were nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;lol. i stayed until 11.30...and it actually wasnt as bad as i thought. and waltzing isnt quite all that awkward after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and it wasnt quite the stereotypical cinderella midnight fairytale dance...but one day that'll come. i'm sure of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112338288599174370?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112338288599174370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112338288599174370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112338288599174370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112338288599174370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-could-have-danced-all-night.html' title='i could have danced all night.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112322508101375331</id><published>2005-08-04T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T00:07:05.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm back.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;lol unfortunately I'm on a computer hiatus for one week. So I have no choice but to blog in school. thanks for blogging bout me and my blog jia ni! today was okay. TGIF again!!! gosh school is OUT. and the weekend's rolling around...and so is the dance! i am soo psyched. it's gonna be so awesome. although, like, i havent decided what to wear yet. (surprising, yeah?) and also- have i mentioned that i cant dance for nuts? i mean...i can dance salsa, yeah, but NO WAY am i gonna dance salsa with any guy. ewness. lol...yeah but it'll be cool. I'm going with Shu and Mel and Ee Leng. and they all got the awesomest outfits:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;let's see. what else happened?? hmm. oh yeah. i got my phone taken away AGAIN...AGAIN!!! arghness. and my outside computer blew. like, really. something at the back of the monitor just popped and there was this mini explosion. and now my comp doesnt work &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but ah well. i am bored. im on a-u chat....and i am still bored. i havent seen Darth on for so long. (ahh if he reads this i am going to be soo....) OMG! he just came onto a-u! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;gosh im gonna go chat now. blog back later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112322508101375331?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112322508101375331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112322508101375331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112322508101375331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112322508101375331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/revenge-of-me.html' title='revenge of me.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112305460896413460</id><published>2005-08-03T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T00:52:26.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angst.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i just went and read jia ni's blog. lol. her most recent post was actually kinda interesting. i quote: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;can you imagine getting out of this age. where all our blog titles and msn display names seem to be screaming for help. hahaha. like 'i'm lost' or something like that. or these really cheem names that are so like... vague and don't quite mean a thing but you can just picture the darkness and everything. well... in truth i don't think it's that bad. but sometimes you'll just feel this way anyway. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i totally agree. well this is an awfully random topic but who cares anyway coz people are meant to be random on their blogs. and what jia ni said is actually true...like just go take a look at all our msn names. how depressive can you get? the mood in my room plunges like a 180 degrees just when i open my msn messenger and see all the dark, depressive names. okay hope you all wont be offended but i've decided to include some of your msn names here, to back up my statement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pain will come and pain will go.The worsest thing is when it comes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im already gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we all fall sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you are that fallen angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;andwhentheheavenspassawayallyourscarswillstillremain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're all growing up.&lt;/em&gt; (aww this one is so nostalgic!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;take my heart. i dont need it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;how bout i break your heart and then ask you if we can still be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hu am i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;just let me bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;this is me dying in your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;if you were to slit my throat- with my dying breath i would apologise for bleeding on your shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i mean, really! just take a look at all those screen names...the words 'teenage angst' are like written all over them. i guess angst is pretty all right. from anger and from depression often stems inspiration and ideas. but still. are all teenagers now dark? morbid? depressive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;will we ever look back and muse at how sad and how dark we were when we were teens? and when will we grow out of our teenage angst? argh. i sorta hate the word 'teenager'. it's like a stereotype! like when adults are complaining about how rebellious and how bad you are, yadayada, then other adults just go like, "oh-it's because she's a teenager." i mean, really! as if being a teenager explains everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but anyway. as Christopher Boone would say- that was a digression. so back to the topic. so. do you think we'll ever grow out of our angsty moods? omg. wait. just think- in our class, there might be people-our own friends-who might one day even commit suicide. or be killed in an accident. no im not being morbid; i'm just stating a fact that there IS a possibility. like, who knows? one day one person in our class might even be the first woman prez of singapore. or maybe the world's richest woman. anything could happen. and one day...we'll all die. some of us might die at a ripe old age with like tons of grandchildren. others may die young, of unnatural causes. but then all we sisters in Christ will see each other in Heaven....wonder if we'll recognise each other. like, "omg omg! you were the girl in my secondary one class who had the cute funny lion hairstyle right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;or- "hey wait! you were the rich girl in my sec one class".... or "oh i remember you...you were my best friend in secondary one...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;isnt that nostalgic? gosh. i'm just rambling. maybe i should stop. i've gotta go do geog anyway. AND update my msn screen name...lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;blog back later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112305460896413460?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112305460896413460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112305460896413460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112305460896413460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112305460896413460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/angst.html' title='angst.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112305332021689687</id><published>2005-08-03T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T00:15:20.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;heya. sigh. today was not good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;first, my contact lenses went wonky and so my eyes hurt like really really bad. argh. and my entire face looked weird (well at least to me it did) and i was soo sleepy. coz i stayed up PAST MIDNIGHT yesterday working on iso. gosh. talk about time management. and then i just wasnt in the mood to talk. i just stoned and was random for most of today. i just felt, like, ugh. forget it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;so our class is forming a band. woohoo. sigh. i'm not sure if i can sing rock. i mean, i do sing it to myself when im alone; but im not sure if i can sing it in front of like everyone. and goth rock is NOT totally last year. i mean, what does it matter if it's 'in' or not? it's like, whatever. as a matter of fact; who cares about pop or rock or hiphop or whatever? we should just go for it and make our own music; and let it fall into whatever genre it happens to fall in. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's gonna be so hard to write a teachers' day song if we wanna be a rock band. i mean, ARGH! sure teachers' day is really fun and all...but rock just...doesnt....go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh well. im just gonna go in there with the rest and make music. it's what we're supposed to do. and whatever people say, (although i do wish i wasnt so 'operatic') im just gonna try my best. hopefully our band will rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112305332021689687?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112305332021689687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112305332021689687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112305332021689687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112305332021689687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/wondering.html' title='wondering.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112289967908275958</id><published>2005-08-01T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T05:42:55.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rpg shoutouts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;omg thank you greeky and darth for tagging! i didnt even know you guys tagged until recently...thank you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;well i promised the people on a-u that i would write a post about them:) so here it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i know lotsa people think i'm obsessed with a-u. but then again, it's pretty natural for me. so. yeah. so here are some shoutouts to some v. special ppl on a-u:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to greekevenstar: i love you! you rock...u've been a really totally special friend to me. thank you for always being there for me....no matter what my rpg status is:) you rock gurl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to darth: what else can i say? you've changed my life....i love you lots and lots. thank you...for giving up your sith heritage and powers for me. for that, i owe you everything. i love you TONS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to zieg: heya dude! thanks for all the times you woke deral up for me...and you got punched coz of that...lol! oh oh and for tagging my blog as well. you go dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to deral: two words: THANK YOU. you totally understand everything that i tell you...and i know you'll always be there for me. :) *hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to Isil: thanks for the accomodations! although i got lost and ended up in your pantry...lol. you've been a wonderful host. hannon le, mellon nin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;to seldrima: SELDIE WELDIE! lol...matchmaker eh? you werent very convincing...haha. thanks for being such a great friend. all the best with caun:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;to elfie: you've always managed to cheer me up! all the best with meri...:) just keep on laughing and making peoples' days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nienna: yes i got you addicted to a-u! ahahahaha...lol. tana banana, eh? i'm gonna get ya for that:) friends forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i love you all TONS! you peeps rock. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lovelove, tana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112289967908275958?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112289967908275958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112289967908275958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112289967908275958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112289967908275958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/08/rpg-shoutouts.html' title='rpg shoutouts.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112279631400839838</id><published>2005-07-31T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T00:51:54.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jesus is HOTTER than OB:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;sonicfest was AWESOME!!!! omg i so loved it. sonicflood &lt;em&gt;brought the house down. &lt;/em&gt;And the national day practice fireworks went off at the same time when we were worshipping...it was so cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;jesus is HOT! He rules...and He has great plans for us. There is going to be a renewal in our generation...hearts will be set on fire-voices will scream out to Him-souls will be saved-broken spirits healed. Blind eyes will be opened up to the light, He will lift the cripples to their feet; and a song of praise will be put on the silent ones' lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Christianity is not a label. it is a heritage...a legacy. One that we all are entitled to, if we will only accept it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I LOVE YOU JESUS! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112279631400839838?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112279631400839838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112279631400839838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112279631400839838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112279631400839838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/jesus-is-hotter-than-ob.html' title='jesus is HOTTER than OB:)'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112268862371728690</id><published>2005-07-29T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T18:57:03.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sonic fest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;SONIC FEST ROCKED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was the ultimate. Planetshakers and Sonicflood were like the best! It was awesome. It was the first time EVER that I actually raised my arms to praise God, all the way up. It was soo cool! Everyone was just jumping up and down and lifting their hands and screaming and singing....really a different experience. And the music was LOUD. Really loud. Like, you could scream your lungs out and you still wouldn't be able to hear yourself. And I couldnt even talk to Maxine and Jaime even though I was shouting, coz the music was really rockin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We saw Miss June Tan there!!! Whee...I know something that you guys dont....*arches an eyebrow* Lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;But anyway. So there Maxine and Jae and I were, just jumping up and down like freaks and lifting our hands...it felt AWESOME. Everyone was just singing their hearts out and praising God like nothing else mattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Later on, we went to the Village to buy some stuff. I got two Nike wristbands! and a beaded ring and a Vertical Rush button and CD:) whee. and we met one of our mgs seniors there! she was like, "oh hello...i'm your senior!" and we were like, "ooohh!" haha. and she was really nice. she helped us get the autograph of one of the guitarists in Vertical Rush. Then we asked her to help us get the autograph of the lead singer, coz she's his sister:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yayness! blog back later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112268862371728690?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112268862371728690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112268862371728690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112268862371728690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112268862371728690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/sonic-fest.html' title='sonic fest.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112246187031449389</id><published>2005-07-27T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T03:57:50.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love you guys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;life is a GIFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so are my friends. so thank you to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-maxine!: for lugging my big fat bag and all my stuff to the com lab today when i went to get your brownie for you:) oh oh and for the hugs when i needed it most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-avril: for pestering me to write the fic. yes yes i'll write it. and i do NOT rummage for bfs on au. anyways. thanks for writing about me in ur blog anyway:) and for the laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-nic: for clogging up my comp with msn windows(jkjk), for sending me to swimming and for everything too:P sorry for getting u addicted to au.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-jae: for being random. it sounds stupid but it makes me laugh. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-jia ni: for grinning at me from across the classroom whenever i ask a stupid question that the teacher pretends not to notice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-sarah: for saving my life! and lending my your history file to zap. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-shu: for giving me my new nickname: cara cara coo. Sounds weird...but oh well. it's the thought that counts:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-mel: for helping me get my phone and for walking with me all the way up to the fourth floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-julia: for making me laugh until i cant concentrate in lesson time. &lt;em&gt;you owe me one. &lt;/em&gt;haha. jk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-hannah: for explaining our philo questions in such an ahem...profound way that i'm even more confused than when i started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-cheryl: for the loong chats on the phone. thanks for listening to my complaints and being my agony aunt:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i love you peeps! thanks for reminding me that LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL. you guys rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;lovelove, cara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112246187031449389?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112246187031449389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112246187031449389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112246187031449389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112246187031449389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-you-guys.html' title='love you guys.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112244546041219951</id><published>2005-07-26T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:26:35.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stereotypes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Heyyy. I'm back again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's wednesday! omg omg i was soo saved today. I didnt hand up my history file...but Mrs. Ng didnt kill me...i'm still alive:) thank you mrs. ng!!! (okay this sounds corny but it's not my fault! i seriously thought today would be the day of my annihilation....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today we got assigned a new IT project...a group one. It's so totally cool...like we asked Ms. Tok to approve our topic. And she did! And we chose a really neat topic...Fashions and Stereotypes in Singapore:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;We had fun doing preparations for our project. (Did you know that there is actually a Goth Convenant in Singapore???) We took quizzes on quizfarm.com for stereotypes. Lol! For one quiz...Avril actually was a cheerleader. &lt;em&gt;Cheerleader.&lt;/em&gt; The quiz must have been screwed. Avril? CHEERLEADER? Nuh-uh. Bad thought:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jaime was mostly rocker stuff and more to the punk side. Maxine? Trendy and cheerleader. Now why am I not surprised? Nicole's results were sooo predictable. Prep all the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hannah's in our group too...she got loner for one quiz and a tie between goth and loser for another. Hannah? Goth? lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And me? My results were kinda weird. I mostly got, like, emo and goth. There was this one quiz that I got drama nerd though. DRAMA NERD? yeah sure i looove drama but i dont wanna be a nerd!!! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh and guess what? (spoiler) For our video project, the members of our group will be showcasing, like wearing, clothes that define each stereotype. And I'm modelling for the goth and bohemian stereotypes. ha. i normally hate it when people stereotype others but this project is actually gonna be kinda cool. We're gonna prowl Singapore in search of fashions and stereotypical fashions.....a total excuse and a very VALID one to do some window shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But do you actually think we'll see goths on Orchard Road? Preps, yes. Punks? Possibly. Cheerleader types? duuuh. But goths? Gosh...I really don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bohemian is niice. And goth? Pretty great too. I'm glad I'm *inverted commas* modelling for those two stereotypes...they'll be awesome to do. Can't wait to get started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well. I'm sorta hungry. Gonna grab a drink or somethin now...if i can tear myself away from the comp screen. cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112244546041219951?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112244546041219951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112244546041219951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112244546041219951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112244546041219951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/stereotypes.html' title='stereotypes.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112219049455263611</id><published>2005-07-24T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:34:54.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbroken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Would you just do me one favour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I think you owe me that much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's not gonna happen so suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But one day- it'll come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When I die please will you cry for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pay back the tears that I shed for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Open your eyes and then perhaps you'll see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;There was nothing that I wouldn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Rest the white roses at my grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pay your last respects by my tombstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And maybe when you gaze into my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You'll realise how you made me feel-- forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You taught me to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You taught me to soar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You gave me everything I needed and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then one day you broke my wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And you let me go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112219049455263611?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112219049455263611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112219049455263611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112219049455263611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112219049455263611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/heartbroken.html' title='heartbroken.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112210934433788505</id><published>2005-07-23T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T02:02:24.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;'loha. me here. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;well....AS PER NORMAL...i'm on a-u chatting. Lol...I got divetacklehuggedglomped by Anva as soon as I got on. *smiley face*&lt;br /&gt;Deral left for Canada already! Omg...today is soo not my day. I was supposed to meet him again online to say goodbye...but when I went online, Shane said Deral had already left for Canada. Sigh....life sucks sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I did a random search on the Internet yesterday. And I found this really weird site that compiled teen's suicide notes and poems. Which was seriously disturbing, but I read through the complilation anyway. It could work two ways. Maybe the notes were real. Or maybe they were just faked. And maybe the person who wrote them had no intention of committing suicide at all. Who knows? Maybe now she's just at the beach hanging and flaunting her new tan and trying to pick up a hot guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Okay, that was just plain mean of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;On the other hand though, the suicide notes might have been written by real people who actually intended to kill themselves. Now that's scary. Coz, like, I went through this phase when I was really dark and stuff. Not dark as in tanned dark, duh. As in, morbid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And at nights these thoughts about death and despair and darkness would just creep in and I would get so freaked and so tense that I wouldnt be able to sleep. And on top of that, I would get really flustered and stressed out because the next day was a school day, and I totally couldnt afford to lose any sleep.And then I would just end up crying myself to sleep. Sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Speaking of which--I had this weird little prayer when I was young...that God would let everyone just die at the same time. Dont get me wrong...it wasnt meant to be morbid or anything, really. I just prayed that so that nobody would like hafta experience the pain of losing a loved one. And when I was small (okay this is sounding lame) I would pray that prayer and I would worry at night about what I would do and feel if someone I knew and loved died. And guess what happened next? ...yes. I would cry myself to sleep again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sigh. Tonight is Sam's concert. I'll be all alone there...I wont know anyone but him. Sheesh. Oh well....guess it's a chance for me to make new friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;blog back later! love ya peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112210934433788505?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112210934433788505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112210934433788505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112210934433788505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112210934433788505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/loha.html' title=''/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112201741296268985</id><published>2005-07-22T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:30:12.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>knock knock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;suilaid! it's me. as always. who else would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;anyways. i'm not supposed to be blogging but I'm blogging anyways coz I'm gonna try and make this quick. TGIF!!!! FINALLY it's friday. I have been waiting ALL WEEK for friday. I love fridays...except for the fact that i hafta practise piano for tomoro. bleah. but anyways!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i just went on a-u chat. Guess what? Now this home comp has started crashing on me...I can't even open more than one internet explorer window! sigh...no more tagging in secret and doing work at the same time now, i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Zieg was on, so I asked him to get Deral on. Honestly I felt pretty bad, coz it was like the middle of the night for them in Cali. So zieg mumbled and grumbled, but eventually he did get deral on. Deral only stayed for a super short while though. which was really sad. but he did say that tomoro he gets to use shane's comp for the whole day, and that's good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But enough about lotr rpg for this post! lemme think....hmmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;oh yeah! today during philo, we were given this incredibly hard problem involving an Erwin Schrodinger. And we totally didnt understand. So we started rapping the words of the phil problem...omg you should have heard joolia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I laughed until I almost knocked my table over when I was clinging on for balance. And then joo started singing the words to the tune of 'supercaligfragalistic(i cant remember what comes next'. and that was even funnier! all the other groups were like hard at work solving the philo problems...and there was our group, rolling around in convulsions of laughter. retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;well. better go now. i'm typing this in my school-u and i wanna get into my normal clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'll blog back later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112201741296268985?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112201741296268985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112201741296268985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112201741296268985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112201741296268985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/knock-knock.html' title='knock knock.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112200491516740291</id><published>2005-07-21T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:25:32.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness strikes again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;lo ! me here again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;sigh. remember how i said i meant this to be an anonymous blog? well. seems like me frienzies found out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Maxy: HELLO PERSON.. I KNEW A LONG TIME AGO. ALREADY... SO LONG AGO..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Cara; Yeah. reeal long ago. Like, yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Deral's leaving for Canada this saturday...that is, tomorrow. I was supposed to meet him online tomorrow...but I'm going for Finrod's chamber orchestra thingy, so I can't. He and zieg both live in Sacramento, California.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lol! Somebody is going to be wearing a blazer and a bow tie tomoro...omg i'm going to die of laughter when i see him. Guess who it is??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today during philo, me, joo, shu, hannie and I thought up new names for each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Shu's is Sabrina, Julia's is still Julia, Hannah's is Laura and mine is Belle. &lt;em&gt;belle??!!!&lt;/em&gt; okay. that is so....prim and properish. i guess it's okay....but i still prefer tanaquil. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i wonder who the someone(very obvious who) will look like in a blazer. AND a bow tie. I am soooo bringing a camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;lol! well. blog back later. cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112200491516740291?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112200491516740291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112200491516740291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112200491516740291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112200491516740291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/randomness-strikes-again.html' title='randomness strikes again.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112190975356748361</id><published>2005-07-20T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:25:17.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hey . me here. i'm here at the school comp lab again. I actually felt pretty bad before, coz I was like chatting on a-u.com. Anyways. Now I'm typing out my Bio reflections, so you cant blame me. Ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today was kinda okay, I guess. Math tuition today was cancelled, so I'm pretty free. I'm wondering if I should keep this an anonymous blog. Then I can just post my thoughts and feelings here. And no one will know who I am. And that way, I can say more stuff that I REALLY feel. Hmm. No blog beats a good diary, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ooh. this comp is taking so long to load my hotmail. yayness-got it! anyways, wanna see the email that Deral sent me? Well, I'm going to show it to you anyway:) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hey this is deral great poem babe yeah i think we wont be goin there any more it sux and our hols are just short must suck fer u to walk that long away huh lol and we just keep our selves busy durin the night we dont even drop an eye lid not even the slightest bit oh and i forgot to tell u on saterday ill have to leave and visit canada for two weeks! so i wont be here long and im gonna miss u hella bad but i will never forget u and i learned from shane to look on the bright side of things so i guess the bright side is that ill still be able to see u lol any waz talk to ya later *hug and kisses* love u lotts cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;--isnt that sweet? I had a hard time reading it though, coz he doesnt really use much punctuation. lol. he's going to canada? it aint fair.....ugh ugh ugh. And shane's stupid sister was the one who got him banned from a-u. Apparently, she logged in as him and did some...stuff. Dont know what....he was pretty vague bout it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I miss them already! no one fun was on chat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well. guess i'd better go finish my bio. i'm feeling sooooo guilty.&lt;/span&gt; cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112190975356748361?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112190975356748361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112190975356748361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112190975356748361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112190975356748361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/me-again.html' title='me again.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112184517545090483</id><published>2005-07-20T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:24:46.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cracked up rpg life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;helloo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i. am. so. friggin. bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So here's what's going on. Picture this: I have just finished an incredibly difficult Chinese test. I am now in the school computer lab, using this comp which cant tag on a-u.com, and chatting to no one in particular on the chatroom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;*voice drips with sarcasm* Doesn't it sound like fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ooh ooh i know. Let me update you on my rpg life. Which right now, is really confusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And yesterday I was on chat and I got teased by hell by somebody(ahemahem) who said I liked Leon in rpg, and started tagging it all over the chatroom. let's just say this: I got really pissed. really, really, really pissed. I HATEHATEHATE it when people tease me bout my rpging. Argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyways. I just heard from Pip that INU!! GOT!! BANNED!! FROM!! CHAT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;is the world coming to an end? inu, banned from chat? maan. this is not my day. and i havent seen thaydin for like, what- 2 weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ooh. but I did talk with Deral today. Apparently he and Inu are neighbours...lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Deral is really nice. Really sweet....but he's not on chat now-.-'' and neither is Inu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I am bored to death. No one fun is on chat! and the stupid comp cant tag!!! *argh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sorry. I'm just rambling on and on and on about rpg....you're probably totally lost now. But you really didnt hafta read this....but thanks for reading it anyway. *huggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;but still...rpg rocks, it really does! im gonna go bore myself now..maybe i'll blog again later. cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112184517545090483?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112184517545090483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112184517545090483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112184517545090483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112184517545090483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-cracked-up-rpg-life.html' title='my cracked up rpg life.'/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112175310785800916</id><published>2005-07-18T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:05:07.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya! it's me again:)&lt;br /&gt;well. I'm in school now. We just finished doing a weird dichotomous key thingy....and now we can use the comp! yayness!&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and guess what? my mum said that since I am now paying for my own phone bills......*drum roll* (yeah wadeva) .....I dont need to follow my sms curfew!!!! i am sooo psyched! gosh i was up till late last night, just smsing and smsing and smsing.....&lt;br /&gt;I havent gone on arwen-undomiel for so long. well, I have....but I havent really had the opportunity to tag or chat, if you get my drift. So now I'm waiting for this screwed up comp to load the chat room, since all the MG comps cant do tagging.&lt;br /&gt;Oh good. it's finished loading. cya later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14561840-112175310785800916?l=beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/feeds/112175310785800916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14561840&amp;postID=112175310785800916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112175310785800916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14561840/posts/default/112175310785800916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautiful-shadow.blogspot.com/2005/07/heya-its-me-again-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Luthien Tinuviel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01058940586354354984</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14561840.post-112159643467535654</id><published>2005-07-17T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T03:34:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uncertain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i dont know what to make of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;is this what i think it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dont dare to make the first move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;for fear that i would lose you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;you make me feel so loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;then you ignore me totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;could you just please make up your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;stop hurting me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;stop hurting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;you're the one i can always talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;when i'm with you i feel secure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but now i'm not sure what i want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i've got this feeling there's so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;do you know how i've cried for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the scars I have are proof enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;how many times i've wept myself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;do you even know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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