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  <title>Eternal Memories</title>
  <subtitle>Up a tree</subtitle>
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    <name>Ginny</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-13T16:43:18Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:16095</id>
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    <title>The WTF is wrong with me post</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T16:43:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T16:43:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously, I don't understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a 5'90 on my first Greek exam, which I studied for hours and then I get a 9 on the second part even though I hardly studied because I just didn't feel like it. The low grade was mostly my own stupid fault because I was all "Oh me, I know how to conjugate verbs perfectly. No need to study that" I lost around 2 points on verbs and another 2 because of stupid mistakes like not knowing idiotes was masculine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, still no internet. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Telefonica. &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I still want your internet services though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;No History exam tomorrow because everyone spent this weekend at the fair so no one studied. I should make an altar for our Hist teach, she deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we(Mario, Cris, her boyfriend,etc.) went to the expomanga. I let out my inner geek but I'll update about that some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school yesterday because of something special happening, I can't remember what though...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:15824</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-05-07T19:28:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T17:30:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T17:30:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just six more days until I get my internet connection back...hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theatre went well, I now know my lines. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................mmm cake........chocolate cake.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat is driving me insane.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:15417</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-04-29T18:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T16:46:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T16:46:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm back at the library;still no internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of my Greek exam went horribly wrong. I forgot two verb tenses and which means 1 piont less and counting stupid mistakes I'll probably fail.My second part is tomorrow but I don't feel like studying.Seriously, I couldn't care less. I have holidays starting on Thursday until next Monday and that's all I can think about, even though I really won't have any internet access because the library will be closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that it for now. My ass is freezing because I'm sitting outside with the wind blowing. Brrr. It was hot yesterday....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:15106</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-04-28T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T14:54:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T14:54:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Too hot in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no internet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must finish or rather start studying Greek.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:15066</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-04-25T19:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-25T17:46:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-25T17:48:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am currently sitting in a car stealing our local library's internet access. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a hard week. Last weekend I stayed overnight at an old camping place with my church group. I'll post photos and details when I get my internet access back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Latin exam which was divided in two parts and that went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I skipped lots of classes this week because of field trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I'm supposed to get internet back in 15 days. :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:14637</id>
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    <title>Can it be ?!? A Happy post?!?</title>
    <published>2008-04-16T20:48:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T20:48:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Theatre was great. I didn't mess up my lines and didn't rush through the whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Cris and I were coming back some random guys started waving from the other side of the train platform. Maybe it was because I was still feeling quite extrovert from theatre or maybe it was the fact that we had drunk from a water bottle lying around the stage for god knows how long, but we waved back. It was interesting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit Luci stop skipping class. Who am I supposed to stare at in English now ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:14583</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-04-13T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-13T17:27:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-13T17:27:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had typed up a big entry about my weekend but being the smart person that I am I forgot to save it on a Cd before heading out to my aunt's house to use her internet conection. *facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't a better moment for me to be deprived of my internet conection than now. Precisely now, when I need to hand in a project on Barroque Theatre for my Spanish Lit. class.&amp;nbsp; And now I'm stuck at my aunt's house trying to concentrate with my cousin's crap-ass music playing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I'll post it tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm back to Billy Shakes and his pal Lope de Vega.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:14261</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-03-28T09:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T09:07:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T09:07:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, has it really been two months since I last updated ? A lot of things have been happening in my life but I just wasn't in the mood to sit down and write about it. I'm not even sure why I'm updatind &lt;i&gt;now. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, in PE class,&amp;nbsp; we were playing basketball on the outdoor grounds and it strarted raining. Instead of going back inside Cris and I just kept on playing. Big mistake. I spent the rest of the evening with a fever and a headache. Even though it's already Friday I woke up worse today and I'm skipping the first two classes. I'm worried about Greek but...meh I'll just catch up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems everyone around me is getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to French class now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:13909</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-01-28T18:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-28T17:10:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-28T20:51:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ASDJKHGKJDSHGJKDSJKLFJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my braces off in a couple of minutes. Finally!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAHKJDHKJADSFKLJ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*EDIT*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aaaand&lt;/i&gt; they're off. My braces that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels akward, like something is missing inside my mouth. My teeth feel very smooth, I keep licking them for some strange reason. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:13596</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2008-01-06T03:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-06T02:05:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-06T02:05:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 3 a.m. and I'm still awake, waiting for a Tokio Hotel special on TV. Ironically it's the only channel I can't record which means I have to stay up and watch the whole thing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:eirlyss:13500</id>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2007-12-27T22:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T23:02:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T23:02:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucia called asking for help. They had gone out clubbing and Olga had drank too much so she was pretty wasted and was puking in a park.&amp;nbsp; She was crying and in hysterics so I told her to calm down because none of this was her fault. Roxy recommended going to a bar to buy her some tomato juice or something that will raise her potassium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being the only responsible one in the group. We're supposed to be old enough to know how much alcohol we can have without ending up like that.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm stuck here waiting for her to call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT: &lt;/b&gt;Lucy's home now. She said they left Olga at her house. Luckily her parents weren't home and Patty could help her get into her bed. I hope she's learnt her lesson.</content>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2007-12-23T23:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-23T22:55:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T22:55:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I should probably update this thing once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has been going on lately. I think I'll just post mini entries on earlier days to keep my journal more organized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happened today. I woke up early because I want to rearrange my room before tomorrow. Mum helped me move all my furniture to the corridor to make shifting things around easier. That took up most of my morning, around 12-ish we stopped to take a break and tidy up the rest of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon Roxy drove me to Alcampo to get frames. In the end everything I wanted to buy was way too expensive and my bro's Christmas present has left me broke, so I jut bought a new desk lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I need to wake up early again because half my room is still outside, including my bed. I think I'll be sleeping in my corridor tonight XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I don't have time to post this tomorrow: Merry Christmas to everyone!!</content>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2007-12-01T00:15:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-30T23:22:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-30T23:22:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FREE!!!! NO MORE FUCKING FINALS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT GOING TO DO ABSOLUTLY ANYTHING SCHOOL-RELATED IN THE NEXT MONTH. I'LL DEDICATE DECEMBER TO DOING WHAT I LOVE MOST. ART, THEATRE AND TOKIO HOTEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes all caps-locks was necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won two tickets to go to the Zimmer 483 Dvd Premiere tomorrow. I'm so excited. Lucia and I are waking up early to be one of the firsts in line just in case. From what &amp;nbsp;I've seen in the videos the lols are garanteed XD</content>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2007-11-20T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T20:46:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-20T20:46:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Every single muscle in my body hurts. I had my P.E. exams last Wednesday and Thursday, both jumping. Even though my knee hurts so much it was owrth it because I got two 7s which is a lot for me considering physical activities pwn me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick since Sunday evening and today I skipped school. Instead of catching up with homework and all that I did absolutely nothing. I just sat on my messy bed listing to rette Mich over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried studying history but I was to tired to care about the French Revolution. The exam is supposed to be this Thursday but Lucy called saying there was a strike defending a teen killed this weekend because of his political beliefs. I'm all for skipping school but not in this case. Even if I haven't studied anything, doing that exam on a friday would mean we couldn't start it a recess and I need at least half an hour to write the text commentary. God, I don't know what to do. I don't want to piss everyone of but it's their own damn fault for not studying. On the other hand, I feel to sick to study. Hmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much happier note, I aced my greek exam with only half an hour of studying. I got a 9'5, the highest grade in the whole class. Even higher than the principal's daughter. As childish as that may sound it really does make me happy and raises my self esteem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum says I shouldn't go to school tomorrow but I can't afford to skip Latin or Greek and I need to go to History to find out when exactly my exam &lt;em&gt;is. &lt;/em&gt;I think I'll leave before PE and come home early to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2007-11-17T21:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-17T20:21:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-17T20:21:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Going out to eat with my family. Will be back soon.</content>
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    <title>Procrastinating cuz all the cool kids are doing it.</title>
    <published>2007-11-13T20:11:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T20:11:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;Meme time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Take your answer to each question and type it into Google Image Search!&lt;br /&gt;2 - Post one of the images from the first page of results!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The age you will be on your next birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000k03b/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000k03b/s320x240" width="240" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A place to which you'd like to travel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000p3ax/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000p3ax/s320x240" width="300" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your favorite place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000qzqp/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000qzqp/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your favorite object:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000ry81/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000ry81/s320x240" width="258" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shall be mine...someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000tsyy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000tsyy/s320x240" width="320" height="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite animal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000sr2c/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000sr2c/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favorite color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000wgtd/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000wgtd/s320x240" width="189" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a girly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The town in which you were born:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000xt0c/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000xt0c/s320x240" width="320" height="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, not exactly but pretty close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The town in which you live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000yty5/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000yty5/s320x240" width="312" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really not that pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The name of a past pet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000zfx1/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0000zfx1/s320x240" width="146" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Picaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The first name of a past love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00010spb/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00010spb/s320x240" width="240" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your best friend's nickname:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00011zex/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00011zex/s320x240" width="204" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_0 whut ¿?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Your nickname/screen name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/000128sz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/000128sz/s320x240" width="214" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Your first name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00013366/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00013366/s320x240" width="170" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your middle name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0001401x/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0001401x/s320x240" width="169" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your last name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00015spd/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00015spd/s320x240" width="191" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A bad habit of yours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00016a3d/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00016a3d/s320x240" width="289" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Your first job:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00017e29/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00017e29/s320x240" width="320" height="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your grandmother's name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0001859z/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/0001859z/s320x240" width="133" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your major in college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00019hfs/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/eirlyss/pic/00019hfs/s320x240" width="187" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper update maybe later. Finals, lots of 'em.</content>
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    <title>In drama class today....</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T20:13:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T20:13:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My room was flooded with orange juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped in a barrel full of spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was a fried egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariano wants us to keep an actor's journal to write stuff down, and I need to find a short easy monologue for next Wednesday.</content>
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    <title>The fish post</title>
    <published>2007-10-22T20:01:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-22T20:01:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugh, finally some free time after three weeks full of exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Okay so Alonso didn't win but neither did Hamilton. Yep, I'm Spanish. We're don't care if we don't win, we're just happy our enemy doesn't. Serves him right for being such a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Today was full of lulz. EPIC Lulz. I went with Alba to buy some fish which is a bad thing considering we bother are clueless on fishies. We were sprawled on the floor for five whole minutes while she picked a fish. They all look the same to me but oh well. She picked two fat ones and the vendor popped them into a bag. "Don't shake them too much or they'll get nervous," he said. What's the first thing Alba does? Flip the bag upside down to get a better look at them. Back home I was &lt;strike&gt;watching TV&lt;/strike&gt; responsibly doing homework when she called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Omg, omg&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?&lt;br /&gt;A: Do fishes poo?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I think so....why?&lt;br /&gt;A: There's this fish. It has a huge brown &lt;i&gt;thing &lt;/i&gt;clinging to its ass! It wasn't there before!....I think&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know, wait a while and if it doesn't come off then it's his.&lt;br /&gt;A: But it's huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called back minutes later saying she had stuck her hand in the fish bole and plucked it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I finished Greek homework * and then ate something before I passed away from dehydration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I don't understand anything. I can read perfectly but I have no idea what the hell I'm saying&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>This will end in lulz</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T19:51:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T19:51:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear Mrs. E,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate your efforts to introduce us to the wonderful world that is&lt;i&gt; français, &lt;/i&gt;we really do. Sending us five pages worth of exercises in our &lt;i&gt;cahier &lt;/i&gt;for homework is probably useful but until we discover just how spending two hours of my precious afternoon reading about Mr. Greenham getting lost in an airport in France is going to help us improve our french we're still going to complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, haven't you noticed how lustfully Mr. Greenham looks a Marie. I mean, come on, that whole story about him having a wife and kids is just BS. I bet they're secretly having an affair or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at what you've made me do. Your class bores me so much I find the need to create back stories of fictional characters. FICTIONAL! Well at least it's better than watching more Asterix&amp;nbsp; videos.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, they're not funny. And if your going to initiate private conversations through your headphones with me please refrain from saying my name in that creepy horror movie voice. It's freaking me out. It would be even nicer if you didn't just spy me. I'm not going to do naughty things on the school computer, even if there is a folder named porn on but that's another story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to sum things up, give up, we've discovered your secret. We know you have magical powers that make your classes longer. We can't have corrected five exercises in 10 minutes. That's impossible. We'd appreciate it if you stopped. Not even Latin seems to last that long and let me tell you, that class is useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With amour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your loving éléves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. See, I do know french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S You know those giggles you keep hearing? They would be mine. When I'm sleepy I act drunk so that's your own damn fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S That is all. For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is still too cold for my liking and my feet are frozen. Thank you Mother Nature. Is this my punishment for wasting paper on silly doodles?</content>
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    <title>Thank god it's friday</title>
    <published>2007-09-28T15:48:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-28T15:48:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugh,I feel so sick. The temperatures have gone down five degrees and it's freezing outside. I was only wearing a jacket today and ,even though I used gloves, I think I'm catching a cold. My throat hurts a lot and I can't stop coughing. I've felt like this since tuesday but I couldn't skip class because this year is so much harder than last year and missing a day's class would mean I'd have to catch up in my free time which will soon be occupied by drama class. If things are worse tonight I'm definitely skipping swimming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping up with the whole school thing, bachillerato is nothing like I imagined. Everyone always say the next year is oh so hard but I always manage to maintain a high average without making huge efforts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself having to study Greek everyday if I want to keep up. I know it's a language  and it needs constant practice but it's just ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin is the complete opposite. We haven't started to study the language yet. She just sits there and goes on and on about random cultures. I don't mind an introductory about european languages because I guess it has something to do with latin but wasting two whole weeks making us search for information on things that won't even be asked in an exam really irritates me. She said could bring in our book next week so I guess that means we'll finally begin *gasp* Latin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday our tutor handed us our exam schedule. I have the following weeks full of exams. There goes my art time. Why can't teachers organize themselves better and not realize at the last second that we've finished two chapters and it's time for an exam. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I had my Philosophy exam today and I totally aced it. If I have a 9.0 average by the end of bachillerato I'll get economic help for university and all that.*Fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should update every day instead of once a week and writing so much.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Quick update</title>
    <published>2007-09-19T20:11:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-19T20:11:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've only had three days of school and it's starting to feel like three weeks. What was once "Yay Greek class" is now "No!More Greek letters to learn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers are take way too serious the whole study daily thing. I end up so tired by the time I get home all I want is to go sleep but I can't because I have so much homework it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just updating because something funny happened in French class today (Yep, I'm learning 6 languages at a time). Maria likes reading a manga called Love Hina or something like that and she's a very good artist so she drew a scene to stick in her agenda. Now french with Mrs. E is about the most boring thing you can possibly imagine so she was amusing herself shading in her drawing. When the class ended a new kid who was sitting in front of her turned around and saw her sketch. He asked if she liked manga and before he could answer he whips out a Sasuke he had drawn. The look on my face must have been priceless; Maria was speechless. The rest is a bit blurry because I stopped paying attention after he said he had read aprox 60 comics.Damn, that's dedication.</content>
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    <title>Ginny and the Quest for the Appropriate Uni.</title>
    <published>2007-09-16T19:42:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-16T19:42:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My level of happiness is bordering danger level. After spending two weeks without internet access, my router finally decided to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the past half hour searching for universities in Madrid. The best public one is Carlos III but it doesn't offer the career I want. That'S one main cause of my happiness; I know what I want to study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art and Publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a career that is monotonous which works best for people like me, with the attention span of a three year old who is attracted to "teh pretty colourz". The best place to study that is in the UEM. Unfortunately it's a private uni which means I'm going to have to fork over a lot of money. Oh well, I still have two years to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school tomorrow. Last Friday was the presentation where we met our tutor and got  our timetable. I love all of my classes this year but I'm mostly looking forward to Greek and Latin because I'm such a language nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday:      &lt;br /&gt;-Greek&lt;br /&gt;-French I&lt;br /&gt;-Latin&lt;br /&gt;-Break&lt;br /&gt;-History&lt;br /&gt;-Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;-Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;-Greek&lt;br /&gt;-Latin&lt;br /&gt;-French&lt;br /&gt;-Break&lt;br /&gt;-Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;-Study&lt;br /&gt;-Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;-Greek&lt;br /&gt;-French&lt;br /&gt;-Latin&lt;br /&gt;-Break&lt;br /&gt;-History&lt;br /&gt;-PE&lt;br /&gt;-English&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;-English&lt;br /&gt;-Latin&lt;br /&gt;-History&lt;br /&gt;-Break&lt;br /&gt;-Spanish&lt;br /&gt;-Study&lt;br /&gt;-PE&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;-Greek&lt;br /&gt;-English&lt;br /&gt;-French&lt;br /&gt;-Break&lt;br /&gt;-Spanish&lt;br /&gt;-History&lt;br /&gt;-Philosophy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my morning classes are languages so I'm not complaining.</content>
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    <title>Let's pretend it's still September 3, yes</title>
    <published>2007-09-03T22:49:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-03T22:49:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Finally got my internet conection back!  Damn you Ono, if you weren't so cheap I'd have you replaced by a better company. With a cuter logo and a much more interesting ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="#800080"&gt;Happy  16th birthday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Maria&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;You can now legally drink alcohol in Portugal. Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;font size="1" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Random note: I just saw an M&amp;amp;M commercial. AN M&amp;amp;M COMMERCIAL! I haven't tasted one of those in years. Not since I moved from AD. It's very colorful and shiny and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty. &lt;/span&gt;Which reminds me I still haven't started my art project. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my birthday the 29th. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;Sweet Sixteen to ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I had a great party with my wonderfully crazy friends and photos will come in due time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Someone slap me. Hard</title>
    <published>2007-08-25T22:49:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-25T22:49:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ugh how do I get talked into these things.Maybe it's my unnatural need to be helpful or something. I wish I had some control. I know I'm going to regret it later bit I just can't stop myself from accepting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Summer exams are going to start on the third and suddenly everyone is going crazy. My cell phone keeps ringing with "friends" calling for favors. Sure, of course you can come over so we can study english and biology oh and maths too. No, is doesn't matter that you had t&lt;i&gt;he whole summer&lt;/i&gt; to call me. I obviously have &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; better to do than to explain something you've had all school year to understand and even a proper teacher's help. I'm sure you'll understand everything with my help because I know&lt;i&gt; everything&lt;/i&gt; and unlike any other normal human being will not forget a single detail of a whole school year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I now am the proud owner of a new, shiny, pink, modern, did I mention pink Sony&amp;nbsp; Ericsson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish school would hurry up and start because I'm wasting time just sitting and watching TV. I'm so bored I've even started helping my brother with music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about school, I  finally spoke to Maria the other day. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="We had a very interesting conversation..."&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hey! Long time no see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria: Yeah. I've been really busy with my portfolio but it's finally finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow, that's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria: Have you done yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sort of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria: You haven't even started have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *remembers half finished oil painting buried underneath my art tools* Of course I have. Just a few more sketches and it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria: *Laughs* Okay, show me when you've finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That basically means I have two weeks to finish five watercolours, two oil painting and ten random sketches. Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's my birthday in 4 days. Time really flies quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know what my brother bought me. Last Monday we went to Casa because there was a sale on art supplies and I needed more paintbrushes. He had five euros and wanted to spend it on me. Aw, I love the little guy despite his constant banging on the drums. He ended up choosing a huge watercolour paper notebook and a box of 20 watercolours. We paid&amp;nbsp; and then I treated him to a sundae at McDonald's.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>eirlyss @ 2007-08-20T15:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-20T14:38:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-20T14:38:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Am going to go pick up my new cell phone. Will update later with more crap about my life.</content>
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