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			<title>I saw this thing. I like this thing.</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 17 Apr 2013 04:16:11 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[(That one music bandwagon is the thing that I saw that I like. Just so you know.) 
(And obviously I'm not going by days like it says, I'm just doing it all in one go.) 
 
Day 01: Your favorite song 
Spitting Venom by Modest Mouse. 
 
Day 02: Your least favorite song 
I honestly don't know. 
 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">(That one music bandwagon is the thing that I saw that I like. Just so you know.)<br />
(And obviously I'm not going by days like it says, I'm just doing it all in one go.)<br />
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Day 01: Your favorite song<br />
<i>Spitting Venom</i> by Modest Mouse.<br />
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Day 02: Your least favorite song<br />
I honestly don't know.<br />
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Day 03: A song that makes you happy<br />
<i>Diamonds</i> by Rihanna.<br />
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Day 04: A song that makes you sad<br />
<i>Epilogue</i> by The Antlers. Dear God, that whole album it's on is depressing. <s>I love it.</s><br />
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Day 05: A song that reminds you of someone<br />
<i>Foreverandever Etc.</i> by David Crowder Band. <s>@<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/38512.html">Guinevere</a>;</s> ;3<br />
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Day 06: A song that reminds of you of somewhere<br />
<i>Crooked Teeth</i> by Death Cab For Cutie. Pennsylvania. :3c<br />
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Day 07: A song that reminds you of a certain event<br />
<i>Train In Vain</i> by The Clash. Just hearing it playing on the radio on a class trip to Washington, DC. I dunno why, it just somehow felt special to me.<br />
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Day 08: A song that you know all the words to<br />
<i>Good Riddance (Time of Your Life)</i> by Green Day. <s>Not that they're too difficult.</s><br />
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Day 09: A song that you can dance to<br />
<i>Queer</i> by Garbage. <s>Okay, it's more like I enjoy swaying my hips side-to-side during that song if no one is watching, but close enough.</s><br />
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Day 10: A song that makes you fall asleep<br />
Just about any Jack Johnson song. God I love him.<br />
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Day 11: A song from your favorite band<br />
<i>Rebellion (Lies)</i> by Arcade Fire.<br />
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Day 12: A song from a band you hate<br />
<i>Shake Hands With Beef</i> by Primus. e_e<br />
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Day 13: A song that is a guilty pleasure<br />
<i>Blow Me (One Last Kiss)</i> by P!nk.<br />
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Day 14: A song that no one would expect you to love<br />
<i>Thrift Shop</i> by Macklemore.<br />
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Day 15: A song that describes you<br />
<i>Brand New Colony</i> by The Postal Service. I dunno. I can't think of much.<br />
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Day 16: A song that you used to love but now hate<br />
Can't really think of any.<br />
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Day 17: A song that you hear often on the radio<br />
I don't really listen to the radio much, so I'll use my parents' weekly Saturday-night-neighbor-bonding-music-time. My dad plays <i>Relax</i> by Frankie Goes To Hollywood a lot then.<br />
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Day 18: A song that you wish you heard on the radio<br />
<i>The City's Summer</i> by The Honorary Title.<br />
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Day 19: A song from your favorite album<br />
God, I don't even know what my favorite album is anymore. I'll go with <i>Train Under Water</i> by Bright Eyes from <b>I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning</b> for now. I dunno.<br />
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Day 20: A song that you listen to when you’re angry<br />
<i>Revenga</i> by System of a Down. Really any System of a Down.<br />
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Day 21: Your favorite cover<br />
I don't know.<br />
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Day 22: Your favorite music video<br />
<i>Ready To Fall</i> by Rise Against. I can credit pretty much my whole music taste to these guys, and I can credit pretty much my whole interest in these guys to this video.<br />
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Day 23: A song that you want to play at your wedding<br />
<i>Hard To Concentrate</i> by Red Hot Chili Peppers. uwu<br />
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Day 24: A song that you want to play at your funeral<br />
<i>Losing Keys</i> by Jack Johnson.<br />
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Day 25: A song that makes you laugh<br />
I know it. There's one here somewhere. It's on the tip of my tongue.<br />
... I don't know.<br />
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Day 26: A song that you can play on an instrument<br />
<i>Seven Nation Army</i> by The White Stripes, on guitar. <s>And drums, but just about anyone can play it on drums.</s><br />
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Day 27: A song that you wish you could play<br />
I dunno actually.<br />
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Day 28: A song that makes you feel guilty<br />
???¿¿¿???<br />
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Day 29: A song from your childhood<br />
<i>Undun</i> by The Guess Who.<br />
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Day 30: Your favorite song at this time last year<br />
It was most definitely something. Something which I shall remember last year.</blockquote>

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			<title>Question!</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 05:17:10 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[because you know 
these "ask me anything" blogs are fun 
ask me somefin and ill answer later cuz it's 1am holy shit good night]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">because you know<br />
these &quot;ask me anything&quot; blogs are fun<br />
ask me somefin and ill answer <s>later cuz it's 1am holy shit good night</s></blockquote>

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			<title>so i had a pretty rough night last night.</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2013 18:27:53 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>at 2am when i was finally about to go to sleep, i put on some music and put away the laptop and closed my eyes when suddenly i had trouble breathing. id had trouble earlier in the day, right when i woke up in fact, but Moll was able to calm me down then and i didnt really think about it for the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">at 2am when i was finally about to go to sleep, i put on some music and put away the laptop and closed my eyes when suddenly i had trouble breathing. id had trouble earlier in the day, right when i woke up in fact, but Moll was able to calm me down then and i didnt really think about it for the rest of the day.<br />
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this time it felt much worse though. i got up and got a drink to see if that would help and it sort of pacified it for awhile, but soon it came right back and thats when i started panicking.<br />
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i dont know what made me think it would help, but i started just posting my thoughts on tumblr about it.<br />
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				fuck im having trouble breathing again whats going on
			
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				i cant tell why im having trouble breathing its scaring me am i not getting enough food am i too warm am i suddenly having a relapse of asthma i barely even had it when i was a kid is it coming back i dont even fucking know oh my god that one was rly bad breathe breathe
			
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				it doesnt even feel like its coming from my lungs more like i have an empty knot of air in my stomach or something i dont know dont panicdont panic
			
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				im a coward im a coward im a dirty fucking coward stop panicking ok dont panic derek its gonna be fine Moll will be awake soon dont make her panic too its ok dont worry itll be fine im fucking scared
			
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				im scared
			
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				can someone like send me calming pictures or messages or something this helped earlier when Moll was just so calming with me but shes not awake can someone send me rly calming things
			
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				fuck wait she is awake but shes at school [as you can see i forgot it was saturday]
			
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				is anyone listening
			
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				im scared to go to sleep what if i keep having breathing problems in my sleep and i suffocate
			
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				im gonna have to calm myself
			
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at that point i stumbled out of my room feeling like i was about to faint and told my mum cuz she was still up working. later she told me i looked absolutely terrified.<br />
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				ok i told mum shes making toast and apple juice for me wow shes such a nice mother im shaking tho i dont wanna stand up i felt like i was gonna faint when i stood up to tell her
			
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after some toast and a drink i started calming down a bit so i put on some more calming music and tried to sleep again. then finally at 3:30am i fell asleep and then i woke up to find 11 messages from Moll in my tumblr inbox and a mile-long series of messages in our fb conversation of her panicking.<br />
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moral of the story kids: dont liveblog your serious health issues. go to someone who can actually help first and <i>immediately</i>​.</blockquote>

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			<title>The Planetary Pit Stop</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2013 15:50:53 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[For those who missed it, there is now a Pit Stop forum! Feel free to join, but just a warning, it's still partially under construction. And remember to read the rules! (You'll find them at the top of every section.)]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">For those who missed it, there is now a <a href="http://tpps.forumotion.com/">Pit Stop forum</a>! Feel free to join, but just a warning, it's still partially under construction. And remember to read the rules! (You'll find them at the top of every section.)</blockquote>

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			<title>The Clean-Up</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2013 01:54:36 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Yeah, the Pit Stop was closed in the clean up. I'd just like to say, to the people who were active members there, can you kinda calm down a bit? If you still want to keep it going, we could make some QuickTopic discussions and bam, we're done. They had to do what they had to do for the clean-up, I...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Yeah, the Pit Stop was closed in the clean up. I'd just like to say, to the people who were active members there, can you kinda calm down a bit? If you still want to keep it going, we could make some QuickTopic discussions and bam, we're done. They had to do what they had to do for the clean-up, I suppose the Pit Stop would take up a fair bit of room, and there has admittedly been a bit of trouble there in the past. Just remember guys, stay classy, don't harass the mods.</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[We Are Nowhere & It's Now]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2012 19:23:00 GMT</pubDate>
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Yes, it's that time of year when I take part in gratuitous self-indulgement in the train wreck that has been my first 365+1 days here! Now, I was writing up a completely different kind of blog than what you're probably used to for...]]></description>
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Yes, it's that time of year when I take part in gratuitous self-indulgement in the train wreck that has been my first 365+1 days here! Now, I was writing up a completely different kind of blog than what you're probably used to for my Bulbaversary, one that would be incredibly hilarious and sarcastic and long, but... some things happened that I don't really want to have to write about. So, just your typical mentions, woe is you. First, let me give you a small overview of the good things that have happened since I've joined, then we'll get to the mentions.<br />
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<ul><li style="">I joined. Pretty obviously.</li><li style="">I had a real blast of the first few months. Probably the craziest time of my life.</li><li style="">I got into some amazing music, mostly coming from people posting in the music thread.</li><li style="">I met some wonderful people, most of whom are mentioned below.</li><li style="">I vastly improved with my image editing skills. I sort of went as I go along, and as you can see above, that's come quite far.</li><li style="">I opened a banner shop, which was recently reopened and offers avatars as well, and even signatures with links in the banners. Drop by sometime if you want to!</li><li style="">I started writing The Abstract Ideal of Staying Alive. I've started writing many more than this one, but something just feels... <i>different</i> about this one. Feel free to read it in The Writer's Workshop.</li><li style="">I've changed. On the one hand for better, on the other for worse, but I've changed nonetheless.</li><li style="">I joined Tumblr.</li><li style="">I've gotten into a couple of amazing series—Homestuck and Avatar: The Last Airbender. Still catching up with the latter one, but with a little time, I'll be watching Korra soon. And trust me, two series in one year is a record for me. :I</li><li style="">I fell in love. </li></ul><br />
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I'm glad to be here for that last one alone. But now... mentions.<br />
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        <div class="spoiler" style="display: none;"><div style="border: 1px solid ;">@<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/55750.html">Haruto Tenjo</a>; I know you don't really want to talk to me anymore, but... I still view you as a really good friend. Bold, hilarious, independent, and understanding. Always the life of the party whenever you're around. Sorry if I upset you...<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/55442.html">Kaito Tenjo</a>; You've always been a real good help to me. Yeah, your replies take awhile, but they're incredibly helpful and you understand what I say. You don't post often, but whenever you do, it's always worth a read and often gets a good laugh.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/55321.html">FinalArcadia</a>; I honestly don't see you around much anymore, but when you're around, you have something good to add. And I swear you will never run out of borders or joint themes with HumanDawn.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/51708.html">jokool</a>; <div>
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</div> You are like that banana. You lighten up the room quite a bit. Adds a bit of flare to it, makes everyone smile. Unlike that banana, you will never go rotten! Stay cool, man. Stay cool. <s>My analogy is lame. I know.</s><br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/29862.html">Marche Radiuji</a>; I admit that you can be a bit of a dunderhead sometimes. But other than that, you're always around, always add something to the discussion, and you're almost always the center of whatever chaos (no Chaos I did not summon you) is going on in the Pit Stop.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/54681.html">Chaosj2</a>; <i>Now</i> I've summoned you. Easily the wildest and most unpredictable person in the Pit Stop. You've been eaten by sea serpents, destroyed dimensions, relocated barnacle, eaten feelings, exploded... yeah. The list could go on. Always fun to have around, and really the only regular reader of my fic. xD<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/60395.html">Midorikawa</a>; To be honest, you can be somewhat indecipherable sometimes. It's hard to tell when you are and aren't kidding. But besides that, you're always ready with something to say and often provide a good laugh.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/30884.html">BMGF Christmas Master</a>; We don't talk much, but you seem like a good big brother to all the girls in Last Poster Wins. And that gif that you post whenever someone needs cheering up always seems to work.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/54120.html">Jack Pschitt</a>; Funniest man alive. Seriously. If someone doesn't laugh when you're around, something isn't right. Great taste in music, amazing sense of humor, but sometimes a poor sense of when to stop. Even with that, you're a great person to have around.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/42732.html">Kakuna Matata</a>; You fun-loving shits-and-giggles-worshipping peace-keeping wall-poster of legend, you. You deserve a round of applause for being a great moderator, always ready to either break things up or put them back together with humor and style. Hats off, ladies and gentlemen.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/58584.html">Locked In My Asylum</a>; Beeeeeeean! Post mooooooore! Seriouslyyyyyyy! :lol: Really, though, you're a nice person to have around. Kind, funny, interesting, intelligent. You always seem to realize the point when a discussion gets out of hand, and you and Lief make a great internet-brother-and-sister duo. :P<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/53124.html">Truthseeker4449</a>; Pretty much the centerpoint of the Pit Stop. You're the one driving all the discussions along, keeping the place active, keeping it exciting. While admittedly you can be a bit violent sometimes, it adds to the discussion and keeps things rolling.<br />
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 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/54339.html">Pyradox</a>; While you only really post when most of us are asleep now, it's always been quite an experience to talk to you and get to know you. Amazing taste in music, purveyor of the metal gifs, helpful, and always making things interesting. It may take a bit to get used to you, but you're honestly one of the nicest people I know. <s>Yes, I used the word &quot;nice&quot; to describe you, and I mean it.</s><br />
<br />
 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/53141.html">TheCapsFan</a>; We don't talk as much as we should, really. You like pretty much all the music I like and you seem to be a lot like me when I was your age. (If I'm remembering your age correctly. :sweatlol: ) I think you really do deserve to feel better about yourself than you seem to, though.<br />
<br />
 @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/38512.html">Pokemoll</a>; ...Wow. Out of all the people I've met over the past year, or the past fifteen years, or ever will meet for the next who-knows-how-many, you're the best. I know, I know, all you people reading this, I've sort of... lended this praise to someone else before... but I just know you're different, Moll. In the short time I've known you, we've grown so close. I feel like we can talk about anything. We could have the most vastly different opinions and still love each other, but our opinions seem quite similar where it counts. We connect so well on so many things, care about each other so much for so many reasons, and we always seem to cheer each other up just by talking... or even just <i>existing</i>. Timezones, you're all bitches, okay? I want to go to Wales. I want to be with Moll all the time. I would like the pond to kindly move somewhere else to drag the US and the UK closer or something. Moll, you're a <i>gweithiwr wyrth</i> <s>if that is indeed how you say &quot;miracle worker&quot; in Welsh</s>. You're amazing, beautiful, understanding, helpful, hilarious, a little broken, and you're <i>you</i>, and I love you. You deserve to feel better than you do about yourself, really. I'll help you through anything, panic attacks, depression, loss, anything at all... I'll do everything I can for you and more. Everyone reading this, Moll once told me the Greek myth that Zeus originally created males and females in the same bodies. But he was unhappy with that, so he split them in half and separated them across the world, and they were doomed to wander the Earth, searching for their other half who thinks exactly like they do. Well, I think I've found her. Diolch, Moll. Diolch am bopeth.</div></div>
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There's a lot of people I would like to mention, but who I couldn't think of anything substantial to say for... but I kinda felt that including all of them in a mention list would be kinda spammy, so I didn't. Needless to say, if you're not on the list, you're a wonderful person but we either don't talk much, don't talk at all, or I just can't think of anything to say about you because I'm awkward like that. And if you kinda feel your blurb was spare on details and read a lot like everyone else's, it's because I am really not good at writing these.<br />
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Thank you all for a great year here, and I hope we'll all stick around for many years to come!<br />
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			<description>...because I want my fiftieth blog to be my Bulbaversary blog. Yeah. 
But also because I like doing surveys like this even if no one reads them, so... 
 
*Is this the best year of your life?* 
 
Yes. :3 
 
*What was the first thing you did when you woke up?* 
 
Jumped out of bed and rushed to get...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">...because I want my fiftieth blog to be my Bulbaversary blog. Yeah.<br />
But also because I like doing surveys like this even if no one reads them, so...<br />
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        <div class="spoiler" style="display: none;"><div style="border: 1px solid ;"><b>Is this the best year of your life?</b><br />
<br />
Yes. :3<br />
<br />
<b>What was the first thing you did when you woke up?</b><br />
<br />
Jumped out of bed and rushed to get ready, cuz I was late.<br />
<b><br />
The person you like is?</b><br />
<br />
Moll. &lt;3<br />
<br />
<b>Is anything bothering you?<br />
</b><br />
A little, but best not to talk about it.<br />
<br />
<b>Does anyone annoy you?</b><br />
<br />
I'll be honest, yes. No one in particular, just general people I see around school.<br />
<br />
<b>Would you like things to go ‘back to normal’ with a certain someone?</b><br />
<br />
Not exactly &quot;normal,&quot; but I would like to be friends again.<br />
<br />
<b>What was the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?</b><br />
<br />
Started working on Moll's banner~<br />
<br />
<b>Is life good?</b><br />
<br />
Never been better.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you remember who you liked on New Year's?</b><br />
<br />
I was too infatuated with this new website I'd joined called &quot;Bulbagarden&quot; to give a shit about love at the moment.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you still like them?</b><br />
<br />
This place is amazing, so yeah.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you still speak to them?</b><br />
<br />
I talk to websites.<br />
<br />
<b>Have you told your parents you were going somewhere but went somewhere else?</b><br />
<br />
Um... no clue. My memory is shit.<br />
<br />
<b>Are you dating the last person you kissed on the lips?</b><br />
<br />
Never kissed, and they live across the pond...<br />
<br />
<b>Do you hate the last girl you had a conversation with?</b><br />
<br />
Quite the opposite. =w=;;<br />
<br />
<b>Would you go out with someone right now if they asked?</b><br />
<br />
Already taken.<br />
<b>Three days from now will you be in a relationship?</b><br />
<br />
Do people <i>seriously</i> have relationships <i>that</i> short? Of course I will.<br />
<br />
<b>If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you?</b><br />
<br />
Do I have to keep telling you I'm taken?<br />
<br />
<b>Have you kissed anyone in the last month?</b><br />
<br />
...Or that I've never kissed anyone?<br />
<br />
<b>What was the last reason you went to the doctor for?</b><br />
<br />
This horrible cough and other shit that I still slightly have.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you like being home alone or does it freak you out?<br />
</b><br />
I like it.<br />
<br />
<b>Would you ever kiss anyone you texted today? </b><br />
<br />
HAHAHA TEXTING THAT'S A GOOD ONE<br />
<br />
<b>Do you have any bruises on you?</b><br />
<br />
Uh... I dunno. Probably not.<br />
 <br />
<b>How was 2011 for you?</b><br />
<br />
Hell if I remember. 2012 was where all the awesome shit happened.<br />
<b>How late did you stay up last night and why?</b><br />
<br />
About midnight, which is earlier than usual. Normally it's something like 3AM or 4AM...<br />
 <br />
<b>Do you ever get good morning texts from anyone?</b><br />
<br />
AGAIN HAHAHA TEXTING<br />
<br />
<b>Do you regret anything you've done lately?</b><br />
<br />
Er... next question.<br />
<br />
<b>What woke you up today?</b><br />
<br />
My mother going, &quot;GET UP, YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE, LET'S GO!&quot;<br />
<b><br />
What makes you happy?</b><br />
<br />
Anything to do with Moll. =w=;;<br />
<br />
<b>Ever kissed on a boat?</b><br />
<br />
AGAIN<br />
NEVER KISSED<br />
GIRLFRIEND IS ACROSS THE FRICKIN' OCEAN<br />
<b><br />
Have you ever been told that you are amazing?</b><br />
<br />
Heheheh... yes, but it's not true.<br />
<br />
<b>Finish this sentence: The last person I kissed is…</b><br />
<br />
<font size="3"><i>FUCK.<br />
YOU</i>.</font><br />
<br />
<b>This time last year, can you remember who you liked?</b><br />
<br />
No.<br />
Boring question, boring answer.<br />
<b><br />
Do you like when people play with your hair?</b><br />
<br />
Only if they don't complain about how slippery it is. =^=;;<br />
<b><br />
Do you plan on sleeping in tomorrow?</b><br />
<br />
School. 6AM. No.<br />
<br />
<b>Waiting for something?</b><br />
<br />
Vacation. =w=;;<br />
<br />
<b>Was last night terrible?</b><br />
<br />
No, I spent it talking to Moll for hours then doing a bunch of pointless shit then I started making her banner and I fell asleep. xP<br />
<br />
<b>Did you lose friends when you started dating someone?</b><br />
<br />
...Yes.<br />
<b><br />
Are you the type of person to make people laugh?</b><br />
<br />
I'm told I am, but that's definitely not true when offline...<br />
<br />
<b>Don't tell me lies, so is the last person you texted attractive?</b><br />
<br />
I<br />
DO<br />
NOT<br />
TEXT<br />
<br />
<b>Is tomorrow going to be a good day?</b><br />
<br />
Yes. Yes it is. c:<br />
<br />
<b>Are you missing someone?</b><br />
<br />
Yes, but just thinking about them will sustain me to the next conversation. :3<br />
<b><br />
Has anyone ever tried to ruin a relationship you were in?</b><br />
<br />
Not that I know of...<br />
<br />
<b>Do you believe in karma?</b><br />
<br />
No.<br />
This line has been added in to spice up this one-word answer.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you sleep with a fan on?</b><br />
<br />
Unless there is a band that I listen to named &quot;A Fan&quot; <s>which there really should be</s>, no.<br />
<br />
<b>You think anyone's thinking about you right now?</b><br />
<br />
To be honest, yeah.<br />
<b><br />
Is there anyone you wish you were spending time with right now?</b><br />
<br />
Moll, but timezones exist.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you go to school?</b><br />
<br />
Yes.<br />
Yes I do.<br />
Why did anyone ever think this would be an interesting question.<br />
Why am I not using question marks.<br />
<br />
<b>Is the person you last texted single?</b><br />
<br />
...<br />
...<br />
...<br />
This survey.<br />
Why.<br />
Just why.<br />
What the hell have I gotten myself into.<br />
<br />
<b>Who was driving the last time you were in a car?</b><br />
<br />
I think my mother.<br />
<br />
<b>Have you ever used the word ‘rawr’ in an actual conversation?</b><br />
<br />
Yesh. &gt;:3<br />
<br />
<b>Are the blinds on your window open or closed?</b><br />
<br />
Closed... I'm afraid of open-blinded windows... &gt;&gt;;;<br />
<br />
<b>Did you leave milk and cookies for Santa when you were little?</b><br />
<br />
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT I STILL DO<br />
<s>you're welcome mom and dad</s><br />
<br />
<b>What were you doing at 11 last night?</b><br />
<br />
General internet stuff.<br />
<br />
<b>What could you eat every day of the week and never get tired of?</b><br />
<br />
To be perfectly honest... nothing. I have a tiny appetite and can't eat things too many days in a row or I'll grow sick of it.<br />
<br />
<b>Is there someone you wouldn't mind kissing right now?</b><br />
<br />
If the Atlantic Ocean would kindly scoot out of the way. =w=;;<br />
<br />
<b>Someone knocks on your window at 5AM, what do you say?</b><br />
<br />
Nothing.<br />
Absolutely nothing.<br />
There is obviously an alien trying to lure me out of my hiding place to tear my face off and eat it.<br />
<b><br />
Would you change yourself for the person you love?</b><br />
<br />
We kinda don't need to... =w=;;<br />
<b><br />
Let me guess, your last incoming call was from the opposite sex?</b><br />
<br />
people have incoming calls<br />
wat<br />
<br />
<b>What are you supposed to be doing right now?</b><br />
<br />
...You caught me. Homework. One metric shit-ton of it, to be exact. ._.<br />
<b><br />
Would you have sex with the 5th person on your contacts?</b><br />
<br />
Did I mention I'm genophobic? ono;;<br />
<br />
<b>To who did you last give the finger to?</b><br />
<br />
A hurricane. Long story.<br />
<br />
<b>Did your last kiss take place on a bed?</b><br />
<br />
Stop.<br />
Just stop.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you have someone who you can be your complete self around?</b><br />
<br />
<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/38512.html">Well hello there.</a><br />
<b><br />
Do you talk in your sleep?</b><br />
<br />
I dunno, actually.<br />
<b><br />
Do you have a good relationship with your parents?</b><br />
<br />
In a way.<br />
<br />
<b>What time did you wake up today?</b><br />
<br />
6:20AM.<br />
<br />
<b>What were you doing at midnight last night?</b><br />
<br />
Just getting ready to sleep after finishing some of Moll's banner.<br />
<b><br />
What song are you listening to?</b><br />
<br />
Just finished listening to <i>Track 99</i> by Marilyn Manson, if that counts. (I was listening to all of <b>Antichrist Superstar</b>.)<br />
<br />
<b>Has anyone put their arms around you in the past 5 days?</b><br />
<br />
MOLL<br />
YOU SHOULD TOTALLY STRETCH YOUR ARMS ALL THE WAY OVER HERE FROM WALES<br />
I'LL DO THE SAME C'MON<br />
<b><br />
How do you feel about chocolate-covered strawberries?</b><br />
<br />
I like strawberries.<br />
I somewhat like chocolate.<br />
I've never had the two together.<br />
I dunno.<br />
<br />
<b>Do you have nice eyes?</b><br />
<br />
I've been told I do. Blue-grey, with dark marks around them and they always look tired. <s>And apparently stoned, according to many people.</s><br />
<br />
<b>Is your current hair color your natural hair color?</b><br />
<br />
Yes. I've never dyed my hair and never will.<br />
<b><br />
Are you texting anybody?</b><br />
<br />
WHAT.<br />
THE FUCK.<br />
IS WITH.<br />
THESE QUESTIONS.<br />
I.<br />
DO.<br />
NOT.<br />
TEXT.<br />
<s>/fake anger<br />
/really just sitting here with a straight face</s><br />
<br />
<b>Do you swear in front of your parents?</b><br />
<br />
Fuck no.<br />
<br />
<b>Concert tickets or NFL game tickets?</b><br />
<br />
Erk... neither, really, I'm no good in crowds...<br />
<br />
<b>Are you addicted to cigarettes?</b><br />
<br />
hello fifteen year old who's promised himself no smoking/drinking/drugs/etc. here<br />
<b>Do you tell your parents everything?</b><br />
<br />
No. There's only one person I tell everything.<br />
<b><br />
Do you have any tattoos?</b><br />
<br />
Adding to that list above, no tattoos.<br />
<br />
<b>If something was wrong, who is the first person you would go to?</b><br />
<br />
Molleh, Molleh, Molleh~ miracle worker Molleh~<br />
<br />
<b>Do you have any nicknames?</b><br />
<br />
Holy fuck do I really have to list them.<br />
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			<description><![CDATA[And apparently I'm a Page of Life. So it seems I "need to learn to get out of the background and showcase [myself]." (I'd rather not.) And I'm apparently not too lively, which is why I got the Page of _Life_, since your title is supposed to challenge you to become a better person. 
 
Also, I...]]></description>
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<br />
Also, I finally got completely caught up with the series today. So that means I can now overindulge myself in the associated TV Tropes pages without worry of spoilers. &gt;:D <s>What's that? ...Sleep? What sleep?</s></blockquote>

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			<description><![CDATA[I really don't want to do this. But lately, I've just been feeling so inexplicably angry at everyone and everything, and I needed to get everything out of my head. I don't like to talk about it with anyone except Fin-Fin;, out of fear that I'll seem too melodramatic, that anyone else would think...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">I really don't want to do this. But lately, I've just been feeling so inexplicably angry at everyone and everything, and I needed to get everything out of my head. I don't like to talk about it with anyone except @<a href="http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/members/55750.html" target="_blank">Fin-Fin</a>;, out of fear that I'll seem too melodramatic, that anyone else would think worse of me because of it. To be honest, it doesn't really feel like anger; it feels more like my head is having an argument with itself, and I can't hear what it's saying. It makes me frustrated. It doesn't even seem to have a trigger—it's just constant, only varying in intensity, never having any clear end or beginning.<br />
<br />
Sometimes, I can hear the argument, because it directly influences my decisions. Every time I have a decision to make, no matter how insignificant or important, it starts again. I'm having second thoughts about posting this blog as I type. Part of me wants to post it to get everything out of my head, while part of me wants to get rid of it and forget the idea because I'm worried about the responses I'll get. Usually, there's one side of the decision I clearly favor more, but the part I don't favor tends to complicate things anyway. But this time, there's no clear choice—I don't want to do <i>either</i> of them. It's infuriating.<br />
<br />
Music seems to help slightly with the situation. When I listen to music, the anger doesn't go away; but it gets mixed in with positive emotions, and that's at least a start. Talking to Fin-Fin is just about the best thing I can do about this, because she can make it all go away. But the trouble is, she's not always available, and whenever she's offline, I find myself refreshing her profile page until I see that she's online again. Even if we don't talk, even if it's only for a few minutes. And then there's some things that help fuel the anger that have to do with her. But they aren't her, as I will never be angry at her. I'm angry at my head for manifesting these paranoid thoughts that she's interested in other people. I'm angry at my head for becoming infuriated when others admit to having crushes on her. I'm angry for all of the worrying that I do that I might lose her in some way, the love of my life. I'm angry that my head interprets her as a completely different person because of her username change. It's not confusing her for someone else, no, but that does happen occasionally—part of my head actually makes her <i>a completely different person</i>. In this part of my head, she's not my girlfriend. She's a stranger. She's not Fin-Fin. But the problem is that another part of my head knows she <i>is</i>, and it's going back and forth trying to prove each side wrong. A similar thing seems to happen when I'm at school. I feel like I'm watching the day go by in another person's body, while thinking about life online in my own. When I go home after, I feel exhausted. When I close my eyes then, I see Bulbagarden.<br />
<br />
I'm not even sure if this blog entry will help. In fact, I'm almost certain that it will infuriate me more. Part of my mind wants that to happen. But the part I favor wants this all to go away, so that I can just feel normal again. And the part I don't favor keeps stepping in, trying to make me angry again. I hate it.<br />
<br />
I hate society.<br />
I hate war.<br />
I hate industry.<br />
I hate over-sexualization.<br />
I hate my ex.<br />
I hate my old school.<br />
I hate to hate.<br />
I hate the blind following of trends.<br />
I hate the kid who told someone else the other day to go and tell the German kids who were visiting our school, &quot;I'm a Jew.&quot;<br />
I hate the kids who laughed at that.<br />
I hate people who are inconsiderate.<br />
I hate the overuse of the term emo, where it's gotten so bad that it's become a trend to cut yourself, so bad that the people who truly do have issues and legitimately cut themselves are being harassed because of it.<br />
I hate rape.<br />
I hate drugs.<br />
I hate violence.<br />
I hate my nose.<br />
I hate my hearing.<br />
I hate my paranoia.<br />
I hate my head.<br />
I hate it for making up fears that Fin-Fin's trying to get rid of me.<br />
I hate my melodrama.<br />
I hate my feeling that I give the wrong impression on people.<br />
I hate my incompetence.<br />
I hate my inexplicable hate, when I have a roof over my head, food to eat, water to drink, more material things than I care about, music that keeps me in check, and a wonderful girlfriend who I love more than anything in the world.<br />
I hate this blog.<br />
I hate this list.<br />
I hate the things I've done that I regret.<br />
I hate the things others have done that make me sick.<br />
I hate myself.<br />
<br />
But I love music.<br />
And I love Fin-Fin.<br />
And this is enough to keep me running sane for now.<br />
<br />
I'll tell you, that was quite hard to put out. But now it's done, and I'm hoping that I can get back to being more cheerful again.<br />
Please, if you're going to give me some generic advice or give me shit about being melodramatic, refrain from commenting. I already have considered what you're going to say.<br />
<br />
Now I'm going to listen to music, and hopefully talk to Fin-Fin, and try to leave this all behind me.<br />
PS: I originally wasn't going to post this blog. But with a little encouragement from Fin-Fin, she got me to change my mind. She's a miracle. I'm feeling more optimistic already. ;3</blockquote>

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			<title><![CDATA[Fun & Games has over one million posts.]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2012 04:58:40 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[If that place counted towards a user's post count, just imagine the kind of numbers we'd be seeing. 
And now for something only slightly related because it has the number one million in it. 
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXdFTh1yX2c]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">If that place counted towards a user's post count, just imagine the kind of numbers we'd be seeing.<br />
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			<title>The Project For A New Bulbagardian Century</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2012 23:34:47 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>If I were a moderator, would you all be my underlings? 
I need someone to use as a soap box, and you guys would do nicely.</description>
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I need someone to use as a soap box, and you guys would do nicely.</blockquote>

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			<title>Review: The Suburbs by Arcade Fire</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2012 20:54:43 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Let me tell you a story. Today, I took a bus ride to school, and nothing of any interest happened. Rather boring story, right? Well, let me spice it up a bit: Today, I took a bus ride to school. But on the highway, as we passed a bright orange sports car, something peculiar happened. Suddenly, the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Let me tell you a story. Today, I took a bus ride to school, and nothing of any interest happened. Rather boring story, right? Well, let me spice it up a bit: Today, I took a bus ride to school. But on the highway, as we passed a bright orange sports car, something peculiar happened. Suddenly, the bright orange sports car turned into a tyrannosaurus rex—with the same pattern as the paint job on the car. Then, it flew up into the sky using a pair of rocket shoes and literally pulled a walkie-talkie out of its ass. It then used the walkie-talkie to summon a giant alien spaceship that shot lasers at our bus, inexplicably sending it flying through the air, landing right through the roof of our cafeteria. We then got out of the bus and ate breakfast, chatting joyously about what had just happened. Much more interesting story, am I right?<br />
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Well, substitute the story with an album. Will you listen to the normal school route, or the one with the sports car that's a tyrannosaurus rex who can summon aliens with a walkie-talkie he stores in his ass? <b>The Suburbs</b> is the normal route. It's direct, practical, and safe. There's no chance that you might, y'know, be killed when a tyrannosaurus rex calls the aliens to blast you into oblivion. But sometimes you just <i>have </i> to take that bizarre route, y'know? Sometimes you need a little mix-up, something out of the norm to keep you pumped throughout the day. That normal route, and by extension, <b>The Suburbs</b>, elicits no emotion. It's just a way of getting from A to B, from song one to song sixteen. And good music is all about emotion, is it not? No matter how good it may be, if there's no emotion, you aren't going to enjoy the music.<br />
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What's strange to me is that Arcade Fire's previous album, <b>Neon Bible</b>, was an absolute <i>fountain </i> of emotion. It felt like you could fill a valley to the brim with the music. Just about every song had at least one part that made the hair on the back of your neck prickle—in fact, most had more than one. Unless, of course, the whole <i>song </i> was like this. Think the piano in <i>Ocean of Noise</i>, or the climax to <i>My Body is a Cage</i>, or the entirety of <i>No Cars Go</i>. It's one of my favorite albums of all time. But <b>The Suburbs</b>, along with all the hype and praise it's gotten, was a big let down. I did indeed listen to it on the bus this morning (sans t-rex), and by the penultimate track of the album I was glad it was almost over. It felt like you were listening to the songs inside a soundproof chamber the size of a thimble. It didn't sound like it wanted to be heard. It behaved, kept its nose clean, did exactly what it was told to do—and nothing more. It didn't feel <i>special</i>.<br />
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The first three songs are especially egregious. It felt like I was listening to the same song three times over—not especially good, considering the feel of the song—it wasn't bad, believe me. But it was much worse. It was <i>boring</i>. And that's not something you want at the beginning of an album. Just like an author must reel the reader in from the first sentence, the first song of an album needs to be one that will grab the listener's attention, something which didn't happen to me. And it gets worse. On <b>Neon Bible</b>—I'm not sure about <b>Funeral</b>, I haven't listened to it yet—but on <b>Neon Bible</b>, every song was interesting, unique, and thoughtful. But <b>The Suburbs</b> seems to be the inverse. Every song seemed exactly the same, with few exceptions. At times, certain songs had intros that seemed like they were leading into a terrific break from the norm—but it never happened. They just tiptoed back into the safe-zone.<br />
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<b>The Suburbs</b> has been hailed as an excellent concept album, but here's the problem—I just don't see the concept. Yes, there are the references to suburban life and its vices and virtues, and some passing mentions of a &quot;war&quot;—but that's it. The story, to me, obviously seems to be there, but it's in the background. There is a bare-bones plot, a vague setting, and no named characters—just numerous mentions of &quot;the kids.&quot; The concept just doesn't want to show up. I realize it's about growing up, and life in the suburbs, and nostalgia, but it's incredibly vague and is hidden in a wash of bland music.<br />
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I really wanted to like this album, I really did. I wanted to marry it. I wanted to plant my seeds in it and take care of the children. But I just couldn't. I tried to look for certain riffs I liked, lyrics to live by, I wanted to fanboy over it for years to come. But it didn't want to go that far into our relationship yet. Who knows, maybe it's a tsundere. It's showing its cold side to me, for now. Perhaps the first listen was simply soured by high expectations. I was expecting too much of my girl. She's too modest. I was expecting the wild, yet inspiring girlfriend that was <b>Neon Bible</b>. And what I got was the somewhat plain girlfriend who likes simple pleasures, such as a soda can on a summer day, or a swift good night kiss. It just doesn't want to show off its deeper personality yet. Maybe after a few more listens, it'll sink into me. That was the way <b>Kid A</b> by Radiohead rose up to four on my list of favorite albums of all time (although the reason it was lower at first was due to something completely different than being bland—it was being <i>strange</i>, like that stalker that's always staring at you, yet you find oddly attractive).<br />
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But until it does sink in, I declare <b>Neon Bible</b> as the Arcade Fire album that I want to have sex with. She's got some freaky new moves, teaches you who's boss, and she lets me get down and dirty with other albums if I'm feeling saucy. And as a day-time girlfriend, she's much more open, likes to talk out my problems and her own problems and the problems of the world, and she'll always be there for you if you need her. And besides, if you're looking for a fresh, ambitious, emotional concept album about suburbia with a coherent storyline and which gives you a memorable experience that you can fawn over for years to come, do yourself a favor—try <b>American Idiot</b> by Green Day.<br />
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<b>Rating:</b> 5.8/10</blockquote>

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			<title>We Never Change</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2012 01:53:37 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Nothing to do. Mind numb. Other bandwagon boring. Ask. Number. 
 
http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma2pnlj4h31rv0e02o1_500.png 
 
Stole this from Joltik. Replace Tumblr with BMGf, of course. 
Also, some of the questions I may not want to answer, so yeah. :I 
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			<title>You Are A Tourist</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2012 04:04:15 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[If you read a previous blog entry of mine, you might have seen that I had my first day of high school and planned on not making many friends. Well, a couple weeks in and I'm quite surprisingly struggling to keep that plan. Not because I've been talking the heads off of everyone I see, but because...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">If you read a previous blog entry of mine, you might have seen that I had my first day of high school and planned on not making many friends. Well, a couple weeks in and I'm quite surprisingly struggling to keep that plan. Not because I've been talking the heads off of everyone I see, but because everyone I see seems to be talking the head off of me. ._.<br />
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Seriously, I was expecting to be left alone, since I'm usually extremely quiet, I can never look people in the eye, I talk awkwardly and can't really form the right words, etc. But people just keep talking to me. It's strange. Also, an extreme pet peeve of mine is when people talk to me while I'm listening to music, but luckily, people in this school have been mostly good about that.<br />
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Eh, I shouldn't be complaining, really. There are much worse things in the world than having to put up with people at school. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS"><s>Although it's close.</s></span> And anyway, I actually made two extremely good friends this way. One is a guy named Eduardo, who's kinda quiet sometimes but is just as noisy as most people at other times, has a great sense of humor, and is pretty intelligent. The other is a girl named Rachel, who's extremely hyperactive and has very messy hair, a nice music taste, and is always trying to get me to talk more often. And she has some strange fetish for my hat.<br />
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With these two and all the people I know on Bulbagarden, I can't imagine needing anymore friends. After all, it's not really the amount of friends that matter, it's who those friends are. It's probably even worse to have a large amount of friends. Really, I think these two are all the friends I need for high school.<br />
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<s>If you read through this and have absolutely no interest at all or think I sound conceited, I'm sorry.</s> ._.</blockquote>

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			<title>Why This Blog Entry is the One You Should Pay Attention To</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2012 19:06:27 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[1. Because this is my 42nd blog entry, and as we all know, 42 is the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything. 
 
2. Because I used the [sup] tag to get the "nd" in "42nd." 
 
5. Because the numbering system is off, and so it is somehow inherently funny. 
 
╘. Because...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">1. Because this is my 42<sup>nd</sup> blog entry, and as we all know, 42 is the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything.<br />
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2. Because I used the [sup] tag to get the &quot;<sup>nd</sup>&quot; in &quot;42<sup>nd</sup>.&quot;<br />
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5. Because the numbering system is off, and so it is somehow inherently funny.<br />
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╘. Because all of these little reasons start with because, which is entirely epic for unknown reasons.<br />
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v. Because of soup-dynamite-cheese-ravioli.<br />
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¶. Because this reason is a good one.<br />
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☻. Because there is bacon on the Moon. BACON. ON THE MOON. <s>Maybe.</s><br />
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ß. Because this reason has been removed by the government.<br />
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ù. Because of Melvin's ring finger.<br />
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\. Because this is the final reason and you don't think this is funny.<br />
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↔. Because I lied.<br />
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Now you've reached the bottom. Have a kitten for your troubles:<br />
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