<?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-5899755727847890595</id><updated>2012-02-27T11:22:19.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOKUBENI'S STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS</title><subtitle type='html'>~Shoku's Number One Blogging Resource DURING Class Hours~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-1404823703014490649</id><published>2012-02-27T10:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-27T11:22:19.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conclusion &amp; Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I'm back at home on my rock once more!  Many apologies for not keeping my word on updates about my trip to Boston this past holiday season, so much had been done I neglected my internet-commitments.  This post will be a little re-cap as to all that went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;The moment I saw his shoes coming down the escalator, I couldn't keep my thoughts straight.  I dropped my bag and ran for him - probably the cheesiest moment in all of this trip.  It was the best first hug and kiss ever, really.  The four year wait made seeing him for the first time feel so amazing, such an accomplishment, such a huge step in our relationship.  His friends came along to greet me as well.  They took me out to a Brit interpretation of Japanese food place called Wagamama (which was "interesting", to say the least).  He took me home and we prepared for the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;Until the 30th of December, he took me around Boston quite a bit.  It entailed many firsts for me: first on a functional train, first in a real candy store, first at my new favorite burrito place called Boloco's, first seeing architecture of the sort, and so much more.  The cold weather was absolutely fantastic for me!  I could give a damn about wind burn: it sure as hell beats sunburn any day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;On the 30th, we actually departed for Rome, NY to see my beloved family members Bebee and Jim.  Rosie and Nate were up there also waiting for us.  We took an Amtrak train that had stops over at Penn Station, NY on both the arrival and departure trips.  It was on those train rides that Taking Back Sunday officially became the band for my traveling music.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;Rome was fantastic.  I had not seen Bebee since 2009, so the reunion was very sweet.  It was my first time meeting her husband Jim, and he did not disappoint.  He, surprisingly, welcomed us VERY warmly and brought both me and Jon into his family without hesitation.  What a sweet man!  The plan for New Years was to drive up to Niagara Falls for the fireworks.  It wasn't the fireworks or the falls that really made me happy, it was being with all my family and my lover.  Altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;Going back to Boston was a longer trip than the ride up to Rome.  Once back in Boston, we slowed on going out.  We had a few hang outs with Dan, Claudia, Vicky, Justin, and a few others.  The most interesting outing was when we went back to their alma mater, Boston Latin School.  I think I was mostly excited about this because I know that these hallways were the same hallways he would talk to me in on his cell -- really, where our relationship began.  Besides, his school is incredible-looking compared to JCHS... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;The night before I left and the day I left were, naturally, the worst days.  I can't remember the last time I had been in that much pain.  Going through security, the people around me must've thought I was leaving home for good or something because of the amount of bawling I did.  Upon arriving at home, I went through shock of being alone in bed.  Every night had some kind of waterworks, however my lover, also going through similar shock, would keep me company every night on Skype until the pain eased off for the both of us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;While in Rome, we got engaged on January 1st, 2012.  Although the wedding or any talk of any wedding will take place later in the future, he and I both agree that we are beyond being boyfriend and girlfriend at this point in our relationship (or so we feel).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We'll see where this takes us.  Now that I've seen him, been with him... I know that whatever can be done to enable us to be together again, no matter how long it takes... we will endure it for the simple reason that we love one another.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I am the happiest I've been.  Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-1404823703014490649?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/1404823703014490649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=1404823703014490649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1404823703014490649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1404823703014490649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2012/02/conclusion-introduction.html' title='A Conclusion &amp; Introduction'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-6337686292330207673</id><published>2011-12-26T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T06:25:37.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoku's Newest Adventure!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  Before I begin my story, let me start off with a big fat &lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, as my journey begins on December 25th!  How is everyone?  Good?  Alright then, moving on.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;So for those of you who have not bothered adding me on Facebook (which would bring forth the question "The hell are you even doing on my blog?" Hahah), I finally hooked my tickets to Boston, MA sometime in June of this year.  Date of departure: December 25th, 2011: XMAS DAY.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;So guess where I am right now?! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not in MA, that's where. -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Right now, I'm enjoying my three-hour layover in San Francisco, CA.  My lovely assistant-- er, boyfriend is graciously keeping me company via Skype.  The wonderful thing about free WiFi at 6am at the airport is that the network traffic is still very low, so video quality comes out pretty awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I board my six-hour flight to Boston in an hour and a half.  I'm seriously hoping on getting some shut-eye: I'm not too sure if I can handle another sleepless flight. e__o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'll post upon arrival and settlement at my love's house!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-6337686292330207673?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/6337686292330207673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=6337686292330207673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/6337686292330207673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/6337686292330207673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2011/12/shokus-newest-adventure.html' title='Shoku&apos;s Newest Adventure!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5405411910086685140</id><published>2011-01-07T20:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:13:45.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2011!</title><content type='html'>I apologize for the neglect of this blog, I've really been caught up in more important things like re-discovering ancient Xangas :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats new?  Not much really if you set aside the fact that I'm now a college kid.  I feel sorry for people who think high school is difficult because in comparison to college, HS is nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, folks, my life has once again been dominated by MapleStory.   The Big Bang event recently took place, and along with it emerged the Resistance class.  Here's my track record so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowman - Yonsai [54]&lt;br /&gt;Thief - xShokubeni [77]&lt;br /&gt;Mage - Gaitoyan [retired]&lt;br /&gt;Warrior - MrKea [mule]&lt;br /&gt;Pirate - N/A&lt;br /&gt;Aran - Yureiaa [109]&lt;br /&gt;Evan - N/A&lt;br /&gt;Dual Blade - xKamijo [34]&lt;br /&gt;Wild Hunter - Espelen [82]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5405411910086685140?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5405411910086685140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5405411910086685140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5405411910086685140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5405411910086685140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-2011.html' title='Happy 2011!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-4473718670070543260</id><published>2010-07-05T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:49:57.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1: Where Do I Begin!?</title><content type='html'>It's been some time since I took the time to meditate on what I'm posting on this blog.  I've been a little more concerned with other web-matters I guess.  Well, I've managed to graduate high school with a cumulative of about 3.6, which earned me a Magna stole and a AC Completers cord.  I'm not too sure I felt accomplished in any way, because the typical hype of being a graduate never really hit me.  It was kind of lonely in a sense, because all of my other friends were out celebrating their departure of immature-ville... which to me doesn't really matter at all, because we all carry our immaturity with us after high school anyways. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 8th, I left with my sister for the Europe trip.  It was most exciting, seeing places and things I have never seen before, but it was also a pain.  The responsibility of being on time and ready to play music whenever I needed to was a bit trying.  Aside from that, all was well.  I made a few great friends while on the trip, but chances of ever seeing them again are slim.  Still, I am thankful for the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I need to return the oboe back to the school.  Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I'll do it sometime during the school year.  8)  Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got the ball rolling with Mr. Jon from Boston, though the distance is, once more, interfering with the happiness.  Once I get myself situated with school and work, I intend on finding some time to head up to Boston to see him.  Though, I'll need clearance from his mother to stay with them for about a week.  Like hell if I go up to see him and have to find a hotel miles away.  &gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MapleStory Names:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIMARY CHARACTERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bowman - Yonsai&lt;br /&gt;[x] Thief - xShokubeni, 'Shoku'&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pirate -&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Warrior -&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mage -&lt;br /&gt;[x] Aran - Yureiaa, 'Yuri' *Currently my highest level, 77&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Evan -&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dual Blade - [COMING SOON]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-4473718670070543260?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/4473718670070543260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=4473718670070543260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/4473718670070543260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/4473718670070543260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2010/07/chapter-1-where-do-i-begin.html' title='Chapter 1: Where Do I Begin!?'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5661825220302301147</id><published>2010-03-07T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:02:28.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Late] Happy 2010!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, it's the new year (and 3 months late, at that!  Shame on me)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off by first saying, Happy 2010, and it is the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;final year&lt;/strong&gt; in High school for the Silver Wolves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Chee hee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, as far as updates, nothing much as changed.  In a few short weeks, I become 18, and prom is not far from there either.  Currently struggling to find a limo... and people to come and help pay for it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as colleges, I've pretty much set off universities aside, and decided that I'm going to take the LCC step first, to take care of my liberals.  Who knows, I may discover something new, non-music related.  But lets hope that doesn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year is flowing smoothly.  I've managed to shove off Senioritis to some other poor sap, and I'm doing well in classes.  I still have AP Literature, but my new classes include Ensembles with Mathakul, Global Studies with Chun, and Japanese III with dear `ol sensei :D  The only class I'm disappointed in is Japanese III... I have a B.  Unacceptable with my record so far (you know, the 'never drop below a 4.0 in Japanese' record... yeah).  Gotta bring it up.  Screw you, kanji, for screwing my grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lower note of my personal life, I've revived YET AGAIN on MapleStory for the Celebration of the Aran Arrival.  In the spirit of it all, I created an Aran named Yureiaa, thinking I'd just abandon her for Shoku.  I was wrong. (:  Shoku is currently 68, almost 69, while Yureiaa, approximately a couple months old, is 56.  She has her wolf mount and everything.  Let me tell you... Aran is addicting. O__e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I remember to update more often.&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ne~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5661825220302301147?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5661825220302301147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5661825220302301147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5661825220302301147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5661825220302301147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2010/03/late-happy-2010.html' title='[Late] Happy 2010!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3024464471349158391</id><published>2009-09-15T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:57:57.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watashi wa Nihongo Kurasu de...</title><content type='html'>..asagohan ni COLD SPAM MUSUBI o tabemasu.  ;D&lt;br /&gt;I'm in sensei's class for second period since General Test Prep course is boring and the calc class in there is testing.  Might as well hang out with one of the coolest teachers I know, right?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you all know this already, but for the sake of documenting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not sure how long ago, perhaps just a couple weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Waianae: 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Campbell: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And last week Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mililani: 35&lt;br /&gt;Campbell: 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can admit that the Sabers have been sucking lately, but I'd never give up my hope for the next games.  Next up is Leilehua, and I'm rooting for our Sabers to SPANK them. &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently filling out my application for Holy Names University in California, and requesting my transcripts to be printed from the College/Career Counselor's office.  And, in defense of myself (although I don't need to), I'm thinking of all the loves of my life in this decision.  I'd be 3 hours apart from home and 3 hours apart from where I really want to be: Boston.  I'm compensating to the best of my abilities.  But hey, we'll see what happens.  I have a few more months before things get really crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3024464471349158391?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3024464471349158391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3024464471349158391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3024464471349158391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3024464471349158391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2009/09/watashi-wa-nihongo-kurasu-de.html' title='Watashi wa Nihongo Kurasu de...'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-1091942460188929103</id><published>2009-08-29T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:17:13.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Game, Campbell, Good Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let me update those who don't follow up with football:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;August 21:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;Campbell 21&lt;br /&gt;Waipahu 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Campbell 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Damien 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's all in a week's work, my friends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rest assure, the band will be there to kick with the football team and cheerleaders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Next up, Waianae. &amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-1091942460188929103?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/1091942460188929103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=1091942460188929103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1091942460188929103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1091942460188929103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-game-campbell-good-game.html' title='Good Game, Campbell, Good Game'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-832992769448217941</id><published>2009-08-29T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:07:19.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See, Kittens</title><content type='html'>I can't recall the last time I updated my Blogger, but I'm confident it's way overdue.  How is life, you ask?  Why, life is interesting - yes, interesting; the only word that could somewhat capsulate what it's truly been like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed over the last few months - or year; again, not sure when the last update was - and these situational changes have, in turn, become personal changed within myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band has most definitely made it's share of changes within the last several months.  Let me elaborate: the direction of the band has been turned over to a man named Mathakul (not his full last name, mind you; I'll save you the seizure of pronouncing the rest of it), who at first made us returnees quite pessimistic, but proved to be an excellent director.  I'm not sure about everyone else, but he inspires me to continue with music in college; much more than Kea did (not to say that Kea wasn't an inspiration to me; all directors inspired me one way or another).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more obvious updates in my life is that as of three weeks ago, I officially became a &lt;strong&gt;Senior&lt;/strong&gt; at school.  Although powerful that title, along with it comes plenty of responsibilities that, in order to be successful and set for post-high school, MUST be taken care of immediately.  And that's my challenge.  Aside from the high school demands, I'm also, as of now, struggling to find a job to pay for my Europe trip in the summer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will most definitely be a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll get through, though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-832992769448217941?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/832992769448217941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=832992769448217941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/832992769448217941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/832992769448217941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-see-kittens.html' title='Long Time No See, Kittens'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-4857747199326037548</id><published>2009-04-21T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:17:07.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Updates</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, sorry it's been months since my last real update.  I've been thinking about lots of things, and just never found time to put it up on here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the layout: &lt;br /&gt;I turned 17 and am beginning to drive, basically.  Typical teen stuff, yes I know.  I ended up going to the All-American Rejects concert again, which was cool, followed by the Journey concert, which tops AAR any day.  AP English course is almost over, as is the rest of my junior year.  I realized that certain friends aren't really what they say they are, and I've been relieved of baby-sitting a 22-year-old (finally!).  I still maple, that's for sure (lol).  AP exam and SATs are coming up, so I've been studying for that.  Hm, and I've also been selected to go to Europe by the Hawaii All-State Marching Band coordinator on the Ambassador's Trip.  I'm so excited!  ^___^  My second band trip~!  &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shoku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-4857747199326037548?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/4857747199326037548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=4857747199326037548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/4857747199326037548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/4857747199326037548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-updates.html' title='April Updates'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3521982517506255</id><published>2009-04-21T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:10:25.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Ranting</title><content type='html'>So I know that this is no way to start off an entry after it's been so long, but I needed a place that most people don't go through to rant.  I apologize in advance for those of you who wish not to see this but continue reading anyway, but I'm under the assumption that this blogger is dead.  So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a kid.  When will you grow up and act your damn age?  I agree that what you did was a square revenge tactic, but I could've done much worse to you than what you did to me.  Oh, and what I love the most about you is how you just think you're so much better than me - Hm, tell me, what DO you do for a living?  Work at the Layaway desk at Walmart, and cry over a promised Wii?  Or, do you still make generic tacos?  Oh oh, wait, let me guess - YOU DELIVER PIZZA!  Oh god, you're so top of the class, I'm sooo jealous.  I've always wanted to drop out of college to become a loser JUST LIKE YOU!  God, it's like... you're just living the high life!  Ha ha, it's amazing.  Oh, I have a question about your awesome success, though: do you ALWAYS hit on little girls when you're ENGAGED?  Last I heard, that was illegal.  :)  Congratulations, you're a loser AND a pedophile!  &lt;br /&gt;Srsly dude, gtfo the internet, get a life and a real job, and stop bragging about your dick.  I know you think it does, but it does NOT compensate for your unattractiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  I know I'm immature.  But I'll grow out of it, something you could never do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3521982517506255?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3521982517506255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3521982517506255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3521982517506255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3521982517506255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2009/04/major-ranting.html' title='Major Ranting'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7393344953729313606</id><published>2009-01-14T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:52:03.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody, I am back from... well, being away.  Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;It's terrible how I had abandoned this blog for a bit, I know.  I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;Here, let me fill you in on what's been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Hawaii All-State Marching Band trip began on Christmas and ended nine days afterwards.  We stayed at Knotts Berry Farm Resort Hotel, which was, as Rosie puts it, "the. bomb!" Lol.  Students were prohibited from using elevators and were directed to the stairs while accompanying guests were allowed to use those... contraptions... ._.  In the long-run, it was good for us.  Strengthened our leg muscles and helped build our endurance.  I imagine guests gained weight on those elevators after breakfast while we all burned it off. :)  &lt;br /&gt;Bandfest was only two days after we arrived, which was AMAZING.  Songs performed include Tahiti-Tahiti, Bula "Drums of the Island", I'll Remember You, Pate-Pate, and Hawaii Five-O.  The neat thing about Hawaii Five-O was that Payton, the director, would count off "One two three," and scream "ROCK!" at the end and we'd all do the Twist.  :)  I have videos of it.  I should show you.  I'm currently in the process of ordering the DVD.&lt;br /&gt;After that was the parade.  Well, not immediately after, but several days following was the Big Day.  We were in the middle of the Marine band, one of the best in the nation, and the USC marching band.  (YEAH GO USC! ^__^y) That tells me we had to live up to some pretty big expectations.  And we did. &lt;3  Go HASMB!  Well, the parade was only two hours which wasn't so bad.  We ended up marching in some major horse shit.  No seriously, we stepped in horse crap a lot.  &lt;B&gt;A lot a lot.&lt;/B&gt;  Lol.  Good fun!  &lt;br /&gt;My trip, overall, was a big bundle of fun.  Got to go to theme parks and Medieval Times... Oh, all those trips to those places deserve a paragraph!  Urgh, too lazy.  Oh well, I'm sure you don't want to know EVERYTHING. ^___^  Well, I ended up befriending majority of my section and some others when I was a filler for missing trumpets and saxes.  Namedrop: Russell, Jasmine, Ama, Rachel, Megan, Mike, Kim, Alena, and Christina.  Not to mention closer bonding with Karllyn, Kiana, Dorian, Tony, and Robert.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been back for a while already.  School started up yesterday, and already I can tell this semester is going to be the shit.  I have photography, algebra II, Japanese I, and, of course, AP English/Advisory.  Good fun!  Wish me luck in math, BECAUSE I HAVE MRS. BREEZE. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shoku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7393344953729313606?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7393344953729313606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7393344953729313606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7393344953729313606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7393344953729313606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2009/01/return.html' title='The Return'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8146186507574913122</id><published>2008-12-16T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:25:28.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While, Friends.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, sorry for my prolonged absence.  &lt;br /&gt;Most of you already know that I've been working on chemistry - and it worked!&lt;br /&gt;I went from an F to a D.&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah...&lt;br /&gt;Moreso, I've been on other websites and games; Gaia and MapleStory, but more FaceBook than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to blog a little more now that the end of school is coming up in three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have new neighbors, and they're called the  Bondocs.  ;o&lt;br /&gt;What I've dreamed of so long ago has actually happened!&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, I only wish it happened then.  I have no true interests whatsoever now!&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that Aj is back for winter holiday, I guess that means we actually get to hang out before I leave for Pasadena...&lt;br /&gt;...which is in nine days, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've successfully switched out of AP chem, and in turn I'm taking Photography and Japanese I (not like I need I, I probably need II).  Second semester shouldn't be so stressful unless I have major math issues, and the likeliness of that is... hm, perhaps a 99.9% chance.  Tahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get started on my portfolio for graphics.  Seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8146186507574913122?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8146186507574913122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8146186507574913122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8146186507574913122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8146186507574913122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-while-friends.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While, Friends.'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8799913465729011561</id><published>2008-11-25T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:49:48.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphics Drama Club!</title><content type='html'>Haha, I walked into Graphics today to hear Kiara ranting about her boyfriend who supposedly wants to have relations with other girls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue and I are just laughing our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, good fun.  Good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really makes you wonder...&lt;br /&gt;"Why does Lina dislike Sue?  DX"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8799913465729011561?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8799913465729011561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8799913465729011561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8799913465729011561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8799913465729011561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/11/graphics-drama-club.html' title='Graphics Drama Club!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2605046891283690005</id><published>2008-11-19T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:54:05.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canned Food Goodness</title><content type='html'>Ha, so I walked to school today with a giant bag of canned goods for a canned food drive.&lt;br /&gt;Lina wants to provide awesome-sauce for the less-fortunate homies for their Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about this as well... and how in Elementary the only reason children bring canned food is because their teachers offer extra credit for it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think people should be  bribed with extra points to do good.  They should do good just because.  &lt;br /&gt;And we know... that the world doesn't generally work that way.  &lt;br /&gt;And from this point of view, it sounds all rainbows and sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way I'd like to see good deeds being done: from the good of one's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I brought A LOT of canned food. :D&lt;br /&gt;And because I know no one else will be bringing.  ._.&lt;br /&gt;Greedy bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, I woke up at 7am today.  That's a whole hour late!&lt;br /&gt;I ended up leaving the house around 7:30, went to 7-Eleven to get my lunch (since mama didn't make for me today)&lt;br /&gt;and got to school at 8:10.&lt;br /&gt;Relatively good timing considering I made two stops.&lt;br /&gt;And stopped frequently as well... damned shoe laces and canned food... ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm mapling again.  What is this, the fourth time I've revived my love for maple?&lt;br /&gt;Gahhh.  Anyways.  Shoku is still level 47, almost 48.&lt;br /&gt;Yonsai is ALMOST 53.  She's at 80%.&lt;br /&gt;I ought to learn to PQ.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  Btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Sabers stole White Division Championship.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campbell 28, Radford 14&lt;br /&gt;Good game, Radford.  Good game. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next game is next Friday.  Be ready, band.  OIA rules no longer apply.&lt;br /&gt;Half time is now ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Today's plan:&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lunch, Donate canned food; Tackle Chem homework&lt;br /&gt;-Afterschool, see Mrs. Young for...&lt;br /&gt;*AP Chem change&lt;br /&gt;*Required classes checkup &amp; Scheduling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2605046891283690005?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2605046891283690005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2605046891283690005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2605046891283690005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2605046891283690005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/11/canned-food-goodness.html' title='Canned Food Goodness'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7682877004652939566</id><published>2008-11-14T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:42:37.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparison</title><content type='html'>Ha, so I was browsing through some of my older blog entries and found one with my predicted schedule.  &lt;br /&gt;Wow, I knew so little of what was coming my way pertaining to school. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predicted Classes:&lt;br /&gt;Graphics Tech 1&amp;2 (one per semester)&lt;br /&gt;AP Lit&amp;Comp (one per semester)&lt;br /&gt;Advisory (all year)&lt;br /&gt;Alg II (all year) &lt;br /&gt;Band (all year, DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual Classes:&lt;br /&gt;2: Graphics Tech I&lt;br /&gt;4: AP Lit (whole year)&lt;br /&gt;4: Advisory (All year)&lt;br /&gt;?: Alg II (second semester)&lt;br /&gt;5: Band (all year)&lt;br /&gt;3: Honors Chem (first semester)&lt;br /&gt;1: US History (first semester)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008-2009 Schedule Overview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1US Hist                   1 ??&lt;br /&gt;2Graphics                2 Math&lt;br /&gt;3Chem                     3 ??&lt;br /&gt;4AP Lit                     4 AP Lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods for second semester aren't for sure, but I have two open slots.  That means I have the opportunity to take a language (probably) and Psyche.  In turn, I'd probably only have to take Japanese II my senior year.  Ha, I really need to talk to Mrs Young about this.  ;p  I'm all doing this on my own without any professional aspect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I got a 3.5 / 4 on my school-wide writing essay.  That's very good, considering I scored higher than the smartest girl in my Graphics class.  She got a 3.  ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7682877004652939566?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7682877004652939566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7682877004652939566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7682877004652939566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7682877004652939566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/11/comparison.html' title='Comparison'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5006617705443319988</id><published>2008-10-30T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:00:29.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Blog!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've decided to make another blogspot attached to this one.  The newer one (not too sure what the new URL will be) will be dedicated to all my school business and stuff.  I'm actually finding myself annoyed that this blog has a lot of posts dedicated to school work and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Goes to work on new blog*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5006617705443319988?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5006617705443319988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5006617705443319988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5006617705443319988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5006617705443319988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/third-blog.html' title='Third Blog!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5628997442748934122</id><published>2008-10-28T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:38:31.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy Day Is GOOD DAY!</title><content type='html'>:D  Today is extremely overcast - GLOOMY!&lt;br /&gt;Gloomy days are always so relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that it usually rains on gloomy days like this?  I love the rain!!&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever mentioned how much I love gloomy days?&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm in a pretty good mood because 1) Sueoka isn't here!  YAYYYY!  and 2) ITS A GLOOMY DAY!  Muahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;In any case, my sticker is almost done.  Exciting, ne?  I'll have a nice shirt... sooner or later... &lt;br /&gt;But it comes at a price... Sueoka will be here. ):&lt;br /&gt;alksgjsdg.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm just so anxious to opt out of this class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I need to catch up on my chemistry stuff... I think I'm still failing.&lt;br /&gt;Again.  Good fun, eh?  ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5628997442748934122?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5628997442748934122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5628997442748934122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5628997442748934122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5628997442748934122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/gloomy-day-is-good-day.html' title='Gloomy Day Is GOOD DAY!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-1685174093195864734</id><published>2008-10-27T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:55:20.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyances</title><content type='html'>Annoyance one: I'm in graphics.  Ugh, you have no idea how ANNOYING this class is to me now.  ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyance two: I have loads of homework again.  Great, day one back and wooooshh- more homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyance three: I'm failing chem again and passing AP English and History with Cs.  How the freak did that happen?  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyance four:  I'm SUPER tired.  I need a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._. &lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to be me right about now.  In all seriousness, I wish I could just hide under a rock and pretend that I was some bug or something, without a worry in the world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-1685174093195864734?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/1685174093195864734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=1685174093195864734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1685174093195864734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1685174093195864734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/annoyances.html' title='Annoyances'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3546323399751135636</id><published>2008-10-24T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:44:15.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Weekend</title><content type='html'>Yep, this is it!  Finally, a NON-BORING weekend, packed with nothing but music, music, and even more music.  My kind of weekend, as you all know. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is the day the school has been waiting for: the day that determines whether we make the play-offs.  I can feel the excitement of the Varsity players.  JV plays Kaiser all over again (Oooh, I hope they bring their band!  I would LOVE to see them again), and the Varsity is playing Kalaheo, who doesn't have a band.  You know what that means. ;)  Time for the JCHS band to shine like none other again.  Wooh, Go Sabers!  &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Saturday, being HASMB rehearsal again.  Rehearsals at Kamehameha this time, so I'm guaranteed to have some major fun.  JCHS band members have been showing their enthusiasm; we all get together to play the HASMB parade songs prior to our high school rehearsals. ^__^  Plus, I get to see Russell, Elle, Empuu, Peej, and alllll my awesome flute player friends.  Wooh!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is my piano recital.  Matsu-Sensei implored that I wear something fancy this time, not just jeans and whatnot.  I wonder what she's expecting me to wear... a dress maybe?  haha.  I think NOT!  Oh, and I get to hang out with Jon (Pac-5) and Jenna... oh wait, no.  I think she graduated.  T_T  Nuuu!  Oh well, I have a little more time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually investing in this piccolo on Amazon.  It looks good!  But... Mr. Kea said that an excellent brand of piccolos is a Germeinhart, all steel... I don't know.  The one I found was a Barrington, half steel half plastic.  Is that good?  I know plastic oboes sound like shit.  Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, I might update later.  Or maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  I'm rereading Kaikan Phrase, and I'm at vol. 15... I'm so excited!  I love this manga... as cliche as the storyline is. ^__^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3546323399751135636?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3546323399751135636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3546323399751135636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3546323399751135636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3546323399751135636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-weekend.html' title='The Big Weekend'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2059517284829544036</id><published>2008-10-22T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:00:41.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Not-So-Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>In regards to my Disappointing blog entry (I believe it was about two blog-entries ago...?)  &lt;br /&gt;Things are supposedly sorted out, and... well, I'm not so lonely anymore.  Nothing was broken.&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm starting to wonder if the item of subject is avoiding me.  To elude my questions, perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  We'll just see what ends up happening in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll survive this..&lt;br /&gt;(Although ellipses don't really show my confidence very well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to re-read my Sensual Phrase manga all over again (from volume one to eighteen, teehee).  &lt;br /&gt;It's actually quite refreshing to re-read the whole series over again... I love how it just starts off so simple.&lt;br /&gt;And to think a girl like Aine could get a guy like Sakuya... makes me hopeful! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... anyways, I should be doing some graphics stuff since I am in graphics... although I have no idea what I should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;I was considering working on chemistry, but I'm beginning to think I'm falling behind on graphics stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Has Sue even really assigned us anything...?&lt;br /&gt;:Shrugs:&lt;br /&gt;I'll find out when I'm failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relatively glad now that I'm not taking Graphics Tech II.  I've discovered that Sue really freaking annoys me! ;o&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, I don't even NEED Graphics Tech I.  Why am I in here...?&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm also bailing out of AP Chemistry.  Yes, I know it's late, but Thomas says it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye Chemistry and Graphics, hello Psychology &amp; Sociology!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can fit my Japanese course in there as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2059517284829544036?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2059517284829544036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2059517284829544036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2059517284829544036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2059517284829544036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-so-fresh-start.html' title='A Not-So-Fresh Start'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2439418163416618249</id><published>2008-10-21T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:35:54.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Focus</title><content type='html'>Concerning my previous blog entry, I feel it necessary for me to disregard any questions of what happened...&lt;br /&gt;and to just move on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time to sulk and dread all the awful things that happened yesterday; I have too much work.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll proceed to let you know what's going on again... when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can gut out to you guys is that I have truck-loads of chemistry work to be done, which I'll begin to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2439418163416618249?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2439418163416618249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2439418163416618249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2439418163416618249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2439418163416618249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-to-focus.html' title='Time To Focus'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2221488682066757209</id><published>2008-10-20T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T12:57:00.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Closed Chapter...</title><content type='html'>I wish I could understand myself more... then I'd know exactly why this torments me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in some time... I just... &lt;br /&gt;I really want to shrivel up in the dark and be alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words escape me... even for this overwhelmingly oppressing feeling...&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2221488682066757209?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2221488682066757209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2221488682066757209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2221488682066757209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2221488682066757209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-closed-chapter.html' title='Another Closed Chapter...'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7953706919843389912</id><published>2008-10-16T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:53:43.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up Ketchup!:  Another Prolonged Update.</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I haven't really been updating lately.  Been a little busy with a few things, especially over the break.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm back up, so expect more updates.  If I don't update... kick me. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my grade point average for my classes this term isn't as bad as it could've been.  I'm glad, actually.  I sustained a B average for the term.  However, I don't think telling my mother that the new A-standard is a 3.8 and above will really assuage her.  God damn... oh well.  I think I'm alright with a B average this year.  Next year, I don't even think I'm going to take AP courses.  I'll be earning 9 credits this year anyways, which is one more than most people earn per year (8).  So as of now, I have two more credits than most people in my graduating class (18 vs. 16... Thank you band!).  &lt;br /&gt;Here's my plan.  This is also subject to change because I'm actually not too sure what I have left to take care of.  If I'm correct... all I have to do is Psyche-Sociology, Japanese I-II, and a few more electives.  Gotta talk to Mrs. Young, but here's what I have planned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session One:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Japanese I&lt;br /&gt;2. Band&lt;br /&gt;3. --&lt;br /&gt;4. Psyche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session Two:&lt;br /&gt;1. Japanese II&lt;br /&gt;2. Band&lt;br /&gt;3. --&lt;br /&gt;4. --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The -- means I'm not too sure what I'm going to have there.  A filler, maybe.  But my main goal is to just get my required stuff taken care of.  Maybe I can fit AC Core in there AGAIN!  That class was awesome.  Yay for Mr. Kea!  Actually, you know what?  I have 1 full credit for Health and Guidance when all I needed was half a credit.  I wonder what that good will do me.  &lt;br /&gt;Also, for senior summer school, I plan on taking summer school PE at Kapolei again and achieve my goal of getting fit again.  I think the only reason why I want to do it is to get into the habit again.  I don't stick to physical fitness unless I'm forced in the beginning.  Then it becomes natural.  Hooray!!!  ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from school, I've been having a grand old time with my family.  I had thought I realized this before hand, but the actual impact of the realization never happened until now.  My family does take me into consideration in all matters that affect us.  &lt;br /&gt;So recently we were faced with a moving threat (well, to me it was a threat) and it wasn't a leisure choice, it was a decision based on surviving and keeping the family well sustained.  Turns out that my mother and I (including grandparents) will not be leaving, but my dad will.  As shitty as that is, it's for the best... and I hate admitting that fact.  Although I'll be staying, I'll be daddy-less at home now.  This is very new to me...&lt;br /&gt;But shit happens I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The halloween plans have been reduced to rubble... yet again.  The original plan was to rent a hotel for the weekend for halloween, but the family found out that my uncle is coming in the day before halloween for some kind of surgery.  While my mother will be out and about tending to her brother, someone will need to stay home for those days that he's there - which happens to be Friday, Saturday, and Sunday - to take care of my grandparents.  I guess I shouldn't complain; if I were in the hospital and my family had similar plans, they'd cancel out to be with me too.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NO ONE wants to fucking take me to see Death Note II today... ._.  That I'm mad about.  Would someone like to tell me &lt;B&gt;how often foreign films like DEATH NOTE come to Hawaii?! &lt;U&gt;AND FOR TWO SCREENINGS ONLY!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/U&gt;  O_O;;  &lt;br /&gt;...Oh well.  I guess it can't be helped.  Sorry Daigoro, Justin and Peachie don't love me enough. X.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was all the update that was needed.  Hm, I wrote up a good portion... until next time.  Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7953706919843389912?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7953706919843389912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7953706919843389912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7953706919843389912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7953706919843389912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/catch-up-ketchup-another-prolonged.html' title='Catch Up Ketchup!:  Another Prolonged Update.'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5192671292192428461</id><published>2008-10-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:39:07.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day!</title><content type='html'>My day is exactly what the title says it's going to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;A long.  Freakin'.  Day.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing is first.  Graphics.  Yeah, I gotta get a lot of things done in graphics before the day is over. &lt;br /&gt;I still have to finish my newsletter, although I'm almost done.&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to do my sticker, which may take a while what with the cricut setup and peeling... and crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's chem.   Hm... well I won't get into that.  You can all just assume I have a bit to do.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the work itself isn't too hard, but the work?  It's just tedious.  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braitsch I need to do the rubric.  Ugh.  Tedious.  And annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;So I can't my damn uniform.  Huzzah.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go and fit for one that Kea may have. &lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5192671292192428461?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5192671292192428461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5192671292192428461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5192671292192428461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5192671292192428461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-day.html' title='Long Day!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-4127747031101195310</id><published>2008-09-30T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:38:11.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hackin' Up Blood Here!</title><content type='html'>It's true, so so true!  What a sad truth it is, that Lina-Chan is hacking up blood.&lt;br /&gt;:Coughs and hacks out more:&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that I'm dying of a possible fever, I'm sitting in the graphics room doing NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;When I should be doing my sticker and newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I came was because of band rehearsal.  Band band band.&lt;br /&gt;My life revolves around band.&lt;br /&gt;And chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Sneezes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit Week is this week, and I'm having funnn fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm dying. ;p&lt;br /&gt;No one else is, though.  Where is the spirit?  Jeez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-4127747031101195310?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/4127747031101195310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=4127747031101195310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/4127747031101195310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/4127747031101195310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/hackin-up-blood-here.html' title='Hackin&apos; Up Blood Here!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7633568359584307038</id><published>2008-09-26T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:10:03.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Chemistry/Advisory!  :Gasp:</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've discovered that Ms. Thomas's class actually has a computer available for... well, whatever we need.  It's fourth period, which means I'm surrounded by freshmen.&lt;br /&gt;:Shivers:&lt;br /&gt;It's actually sort of funny listening to their conversations, and how unintelligent they are.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.  Ahh, no matter.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing, I just really don't know what to write about.  &lt;br /&gt;I wish Ashie brought her guitar or something, then I wouldn't be so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there is some kind of update in here.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is HASMB rehearsal, and I'm extremely excited for the gathering.&lt;br /&gt;I love all the people there; it's so diverse. &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, actually... I believe my brother and I will be heading to the hangar today afterschool.  I'm so bent on learning how to get out of bowls and whatnot.  I've been getting better, though.  I've learned to roll backwards now.  ^____^&lt;br /&gt;Hooraaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real updates, just wanted to type something.  I tried finishing Hitsuzen, but I lost my train of thought with my prologue.  I just might update.  I'm actually planning on posting Hitsuzen up on fanfiction.net, but it's... well, underdeveloped at the moment. Wish me luck finishing it!  ^____^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7633568359584307038?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7633568359584307038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7633568359584307038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7633568359584307038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7633568359584307038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-chemistryadvisory-gasp.html' title='In Chemistry/Advisory!  :Gasp:'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5589505684498886743</id><published>2008-09-22T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:46:15.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Fifty-Five: I Have No Title But This One Stating That I Have No Title.</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting in Graphics... YET AGAIN... boring myself to death.  I should be doing my newsletter right now on inDesign, but I really don't feel like it.  I'll do it some other time, or when the draft is actually due.  This stuff shouldn't be due for another two weeks anyways.  I still have to take pictures. ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, majority of my time with Rosie is spent skating, either at the hangar or outside practicing control.  Rosie is coming along nicely, although she's having ramp and speed issues.  Her balance has gotten much better, since she's eating it less and less, whilst I continuously stumble, roll, and flip off of the sides of the bowl.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm actually taking great pride in all of our progress.  We've gotten so involved in our skating, we're members at the hangar at Hickam and we've inspired Peaches to start skating as well.  Good fun.  I've written Shokubeni in Japanese on the back and side of my skate, as well as the kanji for fire on the lower front and back side of my skates.  My brother has this awesome design on his.  Rosie's is still blank, haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from my new skating high, chem has gotten a little rougher, but still manageable.  I have so many back assignments due, it's not even funny.  But I think if I lay off the skating for a while, I'll be fine.  I wonder how I'll handle THAT when the time comes around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:  &lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Campbell 51, Anuenue 18.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take THAT, red division.  &gt;:)  We're on our way BACK to the top.  &lt;B&gt;Go Sabers~!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5589505684498886743?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5589505684498886743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5589505684498886743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5589505684498886743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5589505684498886743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/post-fifty-five-i-have-no-title-but.html' title='Post Fifty-Five: I Have No Title But This One Stating That I Have No Title.'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8150429608019715897</id><published>2008-09-16T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:46:06.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "I luv yew" Coconut</title><content type='html'>So Ua brought a coconut to class that said "I &amp;hearts; [arrow pointing]" and shoved it into my arms.  o_O&lt;br /&gt;A little scary, that notion, especially since there's a chance we might be related (COMILANG!)&lt;br /&gt;I want to throw the coconut at his head. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;A little bored, perse?  There's nothing to do in this classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been thinking about girl names if I ever have a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;I've collected my thoughts and I think my top names for a girl would be Janelle or Bella.&lt;br /&gt;[I'm going to toss around names randomly after this.]&lt;br /&gt;Bellaleia?  I love the nickname Bells.  Hm.&lt;br /&gt;I should make the two names.&lt;br /&gt;Bella-Leia.  Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about that anymore, I'll stop. ^___^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nickname Shoku has spread to my family now.&lt;br /&gt;My parents now know that my pen name is Shokubeni,&lt;br /&gt;Hm.  Lina-Chan will always stick, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8150429608019715897?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8150429608019715897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8150429608019715897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8150429608019715897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8150429608019715897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-luv-yew-coconut.html' title='The &quot;I luv yew&quot; Coconut'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2790805047074606832</id><published>2008-09-15T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:52:43.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lina's Dresser [For Jordan]</title><content type='html'>It's big, and white.  Ahahahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;It has four drawers, the top one's knob with a blue scrunchie on it.&lt;br /&gt;On it are tons of water globes, Japanese and chocolate perfumes, a fish bowl, and a jewelry box.&lt;br /&gt;Um... there's a mirror on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it, I give up.  Not inspired, Jordan lol.&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2790805047074606832?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2790805047074606832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2790805047074606832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2790805047074606832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2790805047074606832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/linas-dresser-for-jordan.html' title='Lina&apos;s Dresser [For Jordan]'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-6783283845189201435</id><published>2008-09-13T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:59:28.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters and Football Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29493605@N06/2853744511/" title="Jon's Letter by ac_sarusal, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/2853744511_02d7cfc7b3_o.jpg" width="448" height="336" alt="Jon's Letter" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I recieved a letter in the mail from Jon yesterday addressed to Shoku.  Since my letter to him was all about the first day of school, he wrote his about the first day of school as well.  Good fun.  Helped me enjoy the football game last night much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29493605@N06/2854579212/" title="Ronald And Me by ac_sarusal, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3048/2854579212_b28552a69f_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Ronald And Me" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the game last night, we hauled ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Campbell 30, Moanalua 21.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:)  Menehunes, you &lt;B&gt;wish&lt;/B&gt; you were cool like us Sabers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-6783283845189201435?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/6783283845189201435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=6783283845189201435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/6783283845189201435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/6783283845189201435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/letters-and-football-games.html' title='Letters and Football Games'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3048/2854579212_b28552a69f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8608335799826986398</id><published>2008-09-12T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:32:19.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no U in Coward.</title><content type='html'>But coward is a flexible term.  Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;I respect the fact that you refused to show up the first several times.  You need time to think, I get it.  But please don't do it for my sake.  Think of yourself rather than me, I can take care of my own mental and emotional health.&lt;br /&gt;I respect the fact that you don't want to talk to me about the issue.  That's fine, it's not my place to push the matter on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing up yesterday was courage.  It must've taken a lot of it.  I'm sorry that the tension never broke.&lt;br /&gt;Don't hide anymore, I'm not afraid.  You shouldn't be either.  We're puppets in a game, HIS game.  &lt;br /&gt;Don't be his pawn, and don't make me his jester.  By avoiding his scheme, in turn, he becomes OUR pawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8608335799826986398?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8608335799826986398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8608335799826986398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8608335799826986398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8608335799826986398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-is-no-u-in-coward.html' title='There is no U in Coward.'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5515458075159829644</id><published>2008-09-10T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:51:15.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up Ketchup!</title><content type='html'>Hahaaa~!  For the first time in a little while, I'm in a slightly better mood.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have graphics work to worry about too much at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I am now &lt;B&gt;caught up&lt;/B&gt; for that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Braitsch, there's nothing really to catch up on.  Show and tell went nicely, and it probably boosted my grade up to a low A, high B... whichever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the only class I have to worry about is chem.  &lt;br /&gt;Her class is so unorganized, I have no idea what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if I can get my thoughts straight on here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standardized Test Prep chpt. 1-4 (Shit that's a lot!)&lt;br /&gt;Newspaper (...)&lt;br /&gt;Abstract (Sort of done?)&lt;br /&gt;Video Game (Um... must consult group for that one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all I have to turn in. ):  &lt;br /&gt;God, that class is going to murder me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5515458075159829644?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5515458075159829644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5515458075159829644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5515458075159829644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5515458075159829644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/catch-up-ketchup.html' title='Catch Up Ketchup!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-6290550388469771982</id><published>2008-09-07T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T03:17:19.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion 45 Night</title><content type='html'>So my dear sister Momo-San decided to take me and Rosie out clubbing.  &lt;br /&gt;Interesting, right?  Yeah, I thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;We got ready around 6-ish, and the two of them decided to transform me into a life-size Barbie doll, and were throwing glamour-outfits on me one by one.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, if the clothes got any more colorful, it would've burned right off of me.  &lt;br /&gt;So when they were done, they put eyeliner on me, which wasn't so bad.  My issue were my shoes.  &lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows Lina has terrible walking coordination in heels.  But GUESS WHAT THEY PUT ME IN?&lt;br /&gt;:Flashes picture of heels:&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeah.  ._.  I don't know if their motivation was to make me look pretty, or have me snap my neck while walking.  I'm hoping it was to make me pretty.  D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Momo took us to a club downtown in Waikiki called Fashion 45, which terrified me.  &lt;br /&gt;I heard the loud hip-hop music, and my mind told me "Oh fuck, RUN Lina, RUNNN!"  &lt;br /&gt;That attempt to flee to the other side of the building was shit, since they held my wrists tightly.  &lt;br /&gt;So they paid, got us all in, blahblah...&lt;br /&gt;That club was dead as hell.  Lucky me, no one stared.  UNLUCKY me, since it wasn't packed, everyone COULD see me dancing.  Ick.  &lt;br /&gt;So they dragged me on the floor, and pretty much pushed me into dancing.&lt;br /&gt;I had a choice: dance, and look like a fool?  Or not dance, look like a fool and stick out?  &lt;br /&gt;So whatever, I started dancing to make the two of them happy.  &lt;br /&gt;After a while of dancing, some guy comes and asks Peachie and Rosie something, and before I knew what was going on, Rosie shoved me into the guy and he grabbed me and started dirty dancing with me.  &lt;br /&gt;What did I do?  &lt;br /&gt;I panicked.  My arms went up in a shield in defense mode, and I was scared shitless.&lt;br /&gt;But this dude wouldn't let go, so I stood there twitching for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Then he realized I'd never done that before, so he hugged me and said sorry.&lt;br /&gt;My response?  &lt;br /&gt;Lina: "*twitch twitch*  ehehehehe, it's... i-it's okay... *twitch*"&lt;br /&gt;So after he walked away, I punched Rosie in the back.&lt;br /&gt;It's been two hours since I left, and still I hear the bass booming in my damn ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Inhales&amp;exhales deeply*&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I had fun. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-6290550388469771982?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/6290550388469771982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=6290550388469771982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/6290550388469771982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/6290550388469771982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/fashion-45-night.html' title='Fashion 45 Night'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5126747904960132387</id><published>2008-09-05T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:01:16.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying. [Rant]</title><content type='html'>Written out of pure anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're annoying. &lt;br /&gt;The mere fact that you supposedly "love" me is enough to make me buckle over in laughter. &lt;br /&gt;You're annoying! &lt;br /&gt;It was over before it even started! That doesn't mean go all stalker on me. Jesus, I don't want your mooshy gestures of unfulfilled love or some bullshit like that. &lt;br /&gt;You're really annoying! &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare when you pass by! And if your comeback is that I stare, then I stare because that's me telling you to GET AWAY! &lt;br /&gt;FUCK, you're annoying! &lt;br /&gt;Even all the little things that you did when we WERE, pissed me the hell off. So you can't honestly say, "I didn't do shit! D: *Cry victim some more*" &lt;br /&gt;God dammit, how annoying CAN YOU GET?! &lt;br /&gt;Drunk or not, you should've shut your fucking mouth! The shit you told all of those boys that night is SOMETHING YOU DON'T SPREAD YOU FUCKTARD. [Sorry for obscene language, la familia.] &lt;br /&gt;WTFOMGURSOANNOYING!! &lt;br /&gt;DON'T talk to my sweet puppy bitching me out! You wanna pull some shit like that, DO IT TO ME, NOT TO HER. LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS. NEXT TIME YOU DO THAT TO HER, I'LL MAKE YOU FUCKING REGRET IT. &lt;br /&gt;*cough*ANNOYING*cough* &lt;br /&gt;The next time you try to take my friends and turn them against me, I'll do that to you tenfold. If the language is too advanced for you, that means I'll ruin your friendships twice as bad. Get it? Got it? No? Okay then, I'm sorry. Maybe you need special help. &lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that you're annoying? &lt;br /&gt;You lie so terribly, you're almost as see-through as saran wrap. Give it up, who do you think you're trying to fool? You don't need to squint your eyes to see peacock birds that are blue red and yellow jumping up and down behind the manapua truck that's NOT REALLY THERE. &lt;br /&gt;So yeah, uh, you're annoying. &lt;br /&gt;So yeah, uh, go choke now. &lt;br /&gt;kthxbai. &lt;|3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Uhh, for the record? I regret every involvement you had in my life. I'll give this post about a week before I wipe it off the face of my profile, and my life. I'll just pretend those cuts that I did when I first met you were caused by my puppy, and that they were signs of eternal love and friendship. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5126747904960132387?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5126747904960132387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5126747904960132387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5126747904960132387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5126747904960132387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/annoying-rant.html' title='Annoying. [Rant]'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8318406647410544672</id><published>2008-09-04T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:24:20.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over-Reactions</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry bloggers, I need to vent, mostly about my own stupidity and sensitivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's second period now, and I'm emotional.  Not emotional to the point of tears (anymore), but emotional nonetheless.  During first period, I was doing English homework (annotating, questions... the works)  when one of the Samoan girls in the back asked loudly, "Who's in the band?"&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I turned to look, and she was sitting in a circle of other materialistic Samoan girls, chatting about it.  Then one of the boys sitting beside me (Adam) goes and says, "Oh she is."  So they all looked at me.  Then Adam proceeds to say, "Oh you guys need one new band director."  &lt;br /&gt;There I was, up in arms in Mr. Kea's defense, getting upset.  I said that we didn't need a new director hastily, and he argued back and said we did because "the band sucks."  &lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;So I got super touchy, and started crying.&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo Lina-Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever fully understand just how much I love the band.&lt;br /&gt;And that's what kills me.  The people who NOTHING of what trials and tribulations we go through every single day, fighting to keep the program alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8318406647410544672?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8318406647410544672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8318406647410544672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8318406647410544672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8318406647410544672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/09/over-reactions.html' title='Over-Reactions'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-9173696475977793306</id><published>2008-08-26T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:42:11.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuuu!</title><content type='html'>My whole week has been full of "Nuuuu!" moments. D:&lt;br /&gt;For instance, now in graphics.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done with my self vector, which was due.  Because of that, I have a D in graphics.&lt;br /&gt;Nuuuuuuuu! D:&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a C in Social Studies.  &lt;br /&gt;Nuuuuuuuuuuu! D:&lt;br /&gt;AND I THINK I FAILED MY CHEM TEST!  Mega-nuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, my grades are sucking now.  &lt;br /&gt;This graphics stuff is getting too hard. ):&lt;br /&gt;And I can't even work with it at home.  Man that would be so beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-State Marching Band's Pasadena trip is only three months away!&lt;br /&gt;Nuuuuu- I mean Yaaaaaaaaay! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;I need to start running and exercising.  Get muh ass in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-9173696475977793306?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/9173696475977793306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=9173696475977793306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/9173696475977793306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/9173696475977793306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/08/nuuu.html' title='Nuuu!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2720931741265115087</id><published>2008-08-18T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:41:25.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused Evermore.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I keep finding myself in this fickle.  &lt;br /&gt;What the helllllllll is wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;._.  I need to stop doing this to myself.  Lily is right.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens to me is my fault.  &lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played Roosevelt last Friday, and I want to know who won! XD&lt;br /&gt;My brother in law's friend Collin goes there, and when we hung out on Friday we were slightly arguing over who won.&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;But screw pre-season.&lt;br /&gt;I forget who we're playing this Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;I just hope the percussion gets their stuff together, I'm really excited about performing!&lt;br /&gt;^______^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2720931741265115087?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2720931741265115087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2720931741265115087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2720931741265115087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2720931741265115087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/08/confused-evermore.html' title='Confused Evermore.'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7922626857835388967</id><published>2008-08-12T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:40:33.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness</title><content type='html'>My life is growing sickening.  Not only do I feel sick (pertaining to stuffy nose and sore throat), but my body has been reacting in a sickly way to my emotions.  Whenever I think of one particular person, my heart physically aches and it spreads to my muscles in my abdomen.  The last few days, it's been so violent I've buckled over and gagged, even threw up.  &lt;br /&gt;When I think of another person... God, my face begins to burn up.  I get so angry, I sweat and get goosebumps, and I even feel my veins screaming.  I'm assuming that this urge is my urge to kill, but... let's not get ahead of ourselves.  I don't want to think of myself as a potential murderer.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from bodily sickness, I've grown sick of this daily routine.  I'm sick of waking up at 6am; I'm sick of sitting in graphics doing vectors; I'm sick of being depressed in Chem!  I want to get out of here already.  I think All-State rehearsals need to start already... I need something that makes me happy in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not over it yet.  I need to be.  Because the more I linger over this, the more I'll hate a girl I don't need to hate, and the more reason it gives me to hate him.  &lt;br /&gt;It's scabbing.  I want it to bleed again. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7922626857835388967?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7922626857835388967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7922626857835388967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7922626857835388967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7922626857835388967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/08/sickness.html' title='Sickness'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3908946574383163726</id><published>2008-08-11T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:53:55.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusual Turn of Events</title><content type='html'>So the ties of fate twisted in an awkward way last night with a couple friends, and I'm waiting to see what's to become of their friendship.  She told me not to leave her last night because she was afraid to die, and I stayed with her for as long as I could.  Then fate decided to twist around my neck, and a series of events occurred to my body.  That, however, is the lesser of important things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared for her.  And I'm very displeased with him.&lt;br /&gt;Meh... I'm quite sure this will blow over.  I just need to convince her that. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3908946574383163726?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3908946574383163726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3908946574383163726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3908946574383163726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3908946574383163726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/08/unusual-turn-of-events.html' title='Unusual Turn of Events'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5565385719214156277</id><published>2008-08-02T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T02:01:48.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S. History Assignment One</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=5&gt;What Does It Mean To Be American?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every country in the world has special traits that make them unique, and enable them to proudly say, "Yes I am French," or "I'm a proud Australian!"  The question posed is asking what it means to be American, but the real question is what "American" is.&lt;br /&gt;The politically correct answer would be this: "A person who is born or becomes a citizen of the United States." (wordnet.princeton.edu) However, the "making" of an American is much more than citizenship.&lt;br /&gt;The typical American is not hard to miss when placed in a foreign country.  If there is one thing that is to be said about how Americans act, it is that they have a sort of arrogance about them.  Carlos Mencia, a Latin-American stand-up comedian, once made a joke about how the United States spent thirty-million dollars to invent a pen that could write in space, while Russie simply used a pencil.  His explanation as tho why the U.S. went through all the trouble of creating a space-writing pen is that Americans are the best, and "we want to go to space in style."  Mencia himself is a great example of a proud American.  &lt;br /&gt;It's hard for a person to say that they're the best at what they do without being faced with an argument that they'll most likely lose.  Americans simply resolve this issue with the answer "Because we are," and that is the pride and arrogance that most Americans carry, adn that is what I believe makes a true American.  So what does it mean to be an American?  It means to be proud of living in America and the history behind it that makes it so great.  It means to not be ashamed of what our country has done to achieve it's greatness.  Thats what it means to be American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;In all honesty, I bullshit most of this. LOL.  Shhh, don't tell Mrs. Aceret.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5565385719214156277?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5565385719214156277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5565385719214156277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5565385719214156277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5565385719214156277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/08/us-history-assignment-one.html' title='U.S. History Assignment One'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3332831289485445154</id><published>2008-08-01T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T13:17:31.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School: Junior Year</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, tis I!  I'm back in classes again, and lemme tell you.  School is theeeee SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is awesome this year, because it seems like I don't have math this semester,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even this year!  Which... in the long run... sucks, because that means I HAVE to take math my senior year.&lt;br /&gt;Oh... or maybe I can take my math course during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;That would be fun.  ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period one - US History&lt;br /&gt;Period two - Graphics Tech I  (Yayyy!  I gots Sueoka againnnn! *Evil laughter*)&lt;br /&gt;Period three - AP Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;Perioud four - A Day: AP English&amp;Composition / B Day: Advisory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those who have been following my blog since last year, you can guess who's class I'm in right now. XD&lt;br /&gt;Sue's period two class is a combination of his normal Communications class and his Tech I class (mee!), so right now he's going over basic PhotoShop stuff with them while the Tech People just browse around.&lt;br /&gt;All of yesterday was a trip, man.  The freshman were all packed into D-building like they had no idea where to go.  Aside from that, I had fun seeing my friends again.  Man, it really feels like I've had no break.  Damn summer school.  ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I forgot to mention that I went to Freshman Day (Wednesday) to help promote band.  It was fun and entertaining.  I saw several freshmen that I knew.  Mr. Kea even let me, Mark, and Kiana walk off campus to get food.  We ended up going to Taco Bell and came back late.  We got a small teasig lecture from Kea about being late, and Kiana got on her knees and presented a taco to him and was like, "But Kea, we were late because we were getting you a taco!  It was for yooou!"  I was laughing the whole time, just thinking how Kiana is so full of shit. XD  &lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I met up with Kyle and Lily and ended up searching for the beach behind Ocean Pointe.  It was good fun.  It took an hour finding the beach but took 20 minutes for me to get home. LOL!  Haaaa, good way to start the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for those that I know read my blog,&lt;br /&gt;Hi Mitch!  ^____^&lt;br /&gt;Hi Anthony!  :Glomps:&lt;br /&gt;Hi Cami! :Waves:&lt;br /&gt;Hiiiii Jana!  Thanks for the Subway. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll update later.  Not too sure.  ^___^  Til then, seeya guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3332831289485445154?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3332831289485445154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3332831289485445154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3332831289485445154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3332831289485445154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school-junior-year.html' title='Back To School: Junior Year'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-682696131216183231</id><published>2008-07-22T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:57:42.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Of Summer</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is that time already!  In about a week, I go back to school as a Junior!  ^__^  &lt;br /&gt;:Background cheering:&lt;br /&gt;Please, please.  You're all too kind.  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in light of recent events, I've realized that long-distant relationships for me right now are the best kinds of relationships.  There's less of a distraction, and since Jon is just as studious as I am, he won't get in the way of my academics.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of school will launch me into a Hell Hole of AP courses.  I haven't even picked up my AP Chemistry course homework, or even started my AP US History reading.  Ugh, lol.  I'm doomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't wait to see everyone again.  ^__^  They're all so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya guys~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-682696131216183231?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/682696131216183231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=682696131216183231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/682696131216183231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/682696131216183231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-of-summer.html' title='The End Of Summer'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-480535243807392904</id><published>2008-07-10T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:19:58.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Summer School</title><content type='html'>And I am &lt;FONT size=4&gt;B O R E D.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Echoes* &lt;FONT size=3&gt;B O R E D.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONt size=2&gt;B O R E D.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;B O R E D.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;So Justin is coming in today, and mother is sending Peaches and I to get him in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Peach and I are planning to do something before we greet him.&lt;br /&gt;Not just "Hey Justin, missed you *hug*."  &lt;br /&gt;We wanna do something stupid to welcome him home.  &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the guild ended up taking the guild picture.  &lt;br /&gt;It was only like 7 or 8 of us, but it was a guild picture no less.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted everyone in it. ;~;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe we only got:&lt;br /&gt;Me, Fell, Bianca, Jordan, Unagi, SoBakChee, and um... the new guy...&lt;br /&gt;Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;I'll fill you in later.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was thinking of creating a blogspot for the guild.&lt;br /&gt;That would be hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;hitsuzen.blogspot.com... ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;...Bianca thought it was funny. ;~;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.esd113.k12.wa.us/FileMgr/_www.esd113.k12.wa.us_dir/images/artshow/2008-winners/Duval-RiverRidge.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Duval, you never cease to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.esd113.k12.wa.us/FileMgr/_www.esd113.k12.wa.us_dir/images/artshow/2008-winners/Duval-RiverRidge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-480535243807392904?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/480535243807392904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=480535243807392904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/480535243807392904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/480535243807392904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-day-of-summer-school.html' title='Last Day of Summer School'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-553177633986266951</id><published>2008-07-09T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:32:15.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/eyes.jpg" alt="I see you."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty~&lt;br /&gt;And I have absolutely no idea why.  Maybe it's because I've been pissy for the last couple of days... but I don't care!  I love this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been waltzing around D-building listening to musicals and staring at the ocean upon occasion.  Hm.  Oh!  I think I know why I'm really happy!&lt;br /&gt;Justin Sarusal is coming back home tomorrow~!&lt;br /&gt;^__^  &lt;br /&gt;Yaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;Hooraaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've recieved a new picture from Jon, and it's pretty frickin' awesome.  I had no idea that dork gel'ed his hair!  It looks good like that.  He shouldn't cut it so short.  I think it'd look good long. ;p  &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hair, my highlights aren't coming in.&lt;br /&gt;Which means I won't be getting them any time soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;But... I don't know whether to cut my hair or let it grow out.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should grow it out.  Then sneak and get it highlighted.&lt;br /&gt;That would be nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, tomorrow is also the last day of summer school.&lt;br /&gt;BREAK! :D  FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/bodyshot.jpg" alt="body shot?"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-553177633986266951?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/553177633986266951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=553177633986266951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/553177633986266951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/553177633986266951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-1852621660712340627</id><published>2008-07-08T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:32:50.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Rosie~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=5&gt;Otanjoobi Omeadetou Rosemarie~&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 17, you're 17!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your birthday, your ass is coming back to Hawaii!  &lt;br /&gt;Do you realize how lonely I've been with just Peaches?!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;  Bish-nish~!  Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUSTIN IS HOME ON THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get back, we shall go and do something for your belated birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Hoah brah, we go!  Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you can dress me up however you like. :3&lt;br /&gt;NO BUNNY SUITS! D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent half an hour sleeping at the bottom of D building because the teacher kicked us out for break.  It's rather annoying, because I had to make sure I wasn't sleeping in bird crap.  The PE class ended up waking me up, what with Rachael calling me a "dead Lina on the sidewalk."  o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, while trying to work, a whole bunch of annoying girls are singing (quite awfully) hip hop sex songs. :|  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Boooo!  Booooo, the music sucks!&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3  Thank you person in the back of the crowd, I agree.&lt;br /&gt;No, not on that the genre is horrible.  On their singing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do agree that majority of the hip hop lacks taste.  I think I'd rather listen to songs about thugs and shooting up another gang than listening to a metaphorical sex song, talking about some lollipop and getting freaky and nasty.&lt;br /&gt;Ewww, tasteless and tuneless all in one!  Booo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:shoots the girls behind me:&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;  STFU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egh... oh well.  :shrugs:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-1852621660712340627?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/1852621660712340627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=1852621660712340627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1852621660712340627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1852621660712340627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-rosie.html' title='Happy Birthday, Rosie~!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-1077666265561381752</id><published>2008-07-07T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:29:52.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Of The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/Waimea.jpg" alt="Waimea Bay."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, I hit the beach at Waimea. :)  It was beautiful there.  I think I should find ways to go to that beach more often.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much has changed since the last update.  I'm back in class doing a budget essay that probably has nothing to do with budgeting.  Harr harr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost level 45 on Shoku. :)  Man, Yon is collecting dust.  Rofl.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Update later, maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-1077666265561381752?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/1077666265561381752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=1077666265561381752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1077666265561381752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1077666265561381752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/beauty-of-beach.html' title='Beauty Of The Beach'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-278114184723001545</id><published>2008-07-03T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:00:07.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Break~!</title><content type='html'>Num num nummmm, my sandwich is delicious.  &lt;br /&gt;:Chews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, so okay.  I got back early from my lunch break, and I'm still eating (harr harr.)&lt;br /&gt;I've been on the phone with Jon for thirty minutes, and I'm really happy. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;I think everytime I talk to him, I'm happy. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;But aside from that,&lt;br /&gt;I'm relaxing with my best friends AriZona Green Tea, Grapes, and Sammich. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think about the new layout?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's beautiful. :)&lt;br /&gt;I've been tinkering with the page layout a bit,&lt;br /&gt;but I think it adds a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to Aunty Nining or Aunty Fe to come in.&lt;br /&gt;I need new people around the house... of any age...&lt;br /&gt;Plus, they're bringing tamales and BLACK TEA!&lt;br /&gt;:Squeels like a school girl:&lt;br /&gt;^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My story is coming along nicely.  Having some slight blockage, but once I sort my thoughts out, things will start coming back to me.  This story writing is extremely unorganized, since I'm writing as I imagine (writing as I go), but I think it's coming along nicely.  You should go read it.  :Points to 'Her Sites':  Go check it.  Writing Corner, dearies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I have a long list of Maple Character Names available.  Feel free to take some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;CrescentFall, female, Mage&lt;/S&gt;  Lina claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iSmiles, female, pirate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xHaido, male, bandit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;S&gt;Yureia, female, pirate&lt;/S&gt;  Lina claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadeyo, male, assassin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TeruKillz, male, xbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shokuyon, female, mage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LunarCrescent, male, mage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-278114184723001545?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/278114184723001545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=278114184723001545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/278114184723001545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/278114184723001545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/lunch-break.html' title='Lunch Break~!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-591443176617190464</id><published>2008-07-02T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:54:21.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Working On School Computers Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/comp.jpg" alt="School computer."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after days of blogger being categorized as "Unavailable", the DOE has revived blogger.com!  Yay~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Chalk And Wire stuff is getting really annoying.  If it's not "fill out this form" or "upload this thing", it's "write this essay," or "research this thing and WRITE ABOUT IT."  I can't stand this.  Argh, I need out of this class!  Who's brilliant idea was this, anyways?!  Idiot... making me re-take this course when I already have the credit... Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Eats cantalope chunks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all they need to do is fix the KoolIM.com screw-ups.  Everytime I recieve an IM, "INTERNET EXPLORER NEEDS TO CLOSE."  aslfkgsfjsfl.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm also forbidden from maplestory for all of today (T_T).  It's sad, because I finally pulled the money together to get NX cash ($25).   ...(Mom if you're reading this, I'm sorry.  I don't buy lunch. XD)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess who got pimped out a few days ago? &lt;img src="http://msavatar1.nexon.net/Character/BDLIJHHLEHFLPBIGDNGJDDOPJFMACJAIFLIEJHIDCOAMMCNKNFHKFLMNEMAGPOCGIGPIPMKHCFFABABCGPOLPEJOHIHIGIFF.gif"&gt; :D Haha, yeah.  The hair coupon was bought by accident, actually.  I only looked at the words HENESYS and (VIP), and purchased a VIP Hair Coupon. Argh, stupid me.  But I guess it was put to good use, because I love Shoku's hair!  The closer she gets to looking like me, the happier I'll be.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, check my writing corner.  I've typed out a fanfic I wrote a few days ago.  It's still in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://msavatar1.nexon.net/Character/JNAIFACFFJKNDMGECCNFOBMHMKAHDANHOKJKEKGHNEAFIJFINKGKOHIBAPEDOLLIHKNFNKGNJDLKNNBGPJMHBJDGNBHFLJGG.gif" alt="Jon"&gt; &lt;img src="http://msavatar1.nexon.net/Character/ONOEIFIMIMPALKIEKGIANCGLEBBFBKGEAKMMPKLDICKBHDKMLOPHAMHPEMPIKLLNKLNFOOCJHGPDOPGBBOGINGNBOOFCIJPN.gif" alt="Fell"&gt; &lt;img src="http://msavatar1.nexon.net/Character/AOBIDGJKLDGGJJHLEPBKHDDBOCDBPIFOAKLFDPKDBJGLFINLEOJBCCKJJANEDNBKPCKJPIPFFHGJAJIMAJAFNMEAGAOBLEHB.gif" alt="Jordan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://msavatar1.nexon.net/Character/KFGJBLKIOCBMHIFIOJMJKAIDHOMBCPICDJNFJLOJJGIKNPKKFEEHAAHIKGMJFMJEKDBLBIADNCIMGAOMALOMIINLBCCMPEBD.gif" alt="Bianca"&gt; &lt;img src="http://msavatar1.nexon.net/Character/IMELAJICICFJCANIGCIJAADNHOMEPDFKKPDGEFOOBGJABLINNCBEFNMINKOIDBELLPCIBDMPFOHLAIKHLHPJAABBMIKFIMHB.gif" alt="Ashie"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://msavatar1.nexon.net/Character/KPHHJPHACIGDICHNENFNNOHGECIGDPLGPGLCDFADBOIHAIONLLMLOKCAAEBCDJAMOEOGABDGIHJLNNKPHMAPMPOBJHCLIPCM.gif" alt="Shoku, feminie."&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-591443176617190464?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/591443176617190464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=591443176617190464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/591443176617190464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/591443176617190464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogger-working-on-school-computers.html' title='Blogger Working On School Computers Again'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8736716101589647566</id><published>2008-07-01T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:58:00.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary&amp;Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;The passage that follows was written in Advanced Guidance today, when I remembered that the next couple of weeks are very special weeks.  A tribute, to my dear Reese.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 16th, my "brother" Reese turns 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime during my freshman year...&lt;br /&gt;My brother died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met him, he was the coolest guy ever.&lt;br /&gt;He'd always greet me first online.&lt;br /&gt;"hello ^.^"&lt;br /&gt;"how goes?"&lt;br /&gt;"*purpurpur* ^.^"&lt;br /&gt;"DAH! &gt;,&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was never really depressed.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, he was never genuinely happy, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;My sophomore year English class began to read about school violence and it's triggers.&lt;br /&gt;So Ms. Jones passes around different articles about different school shootings.&lt;br /&gt;So I read the one that she gives me, and the whole time I'm thinking,&lt;br /&gt;"Damn this guy is crazy.  How did he get away with putting this on the internet?"&lt;br /&gt;So I read on...&lt;br /&gt;And spotted a familiar account name.&lt;br /&gt;[Will not disclose username name OR website name.]&lt;br /&gt;It said he shot up a school.  Injured oh-so-many people.  Killed one.  Then himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little surprising I didn't freak out right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;I read on and listened to the class in a heady daze.&lt;br /&gt;"No way," I thought.  "It can't be.  No, Reese isn't like that.  No fucking way.  &lt;br /&gt;Nah.  It's not him."&lt;br /&gt;But the longer I sat there, looking at all the evidence,&lt;br /&gt;the sooner I realized that it WAS him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must've been in complete shock without knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;Because I wandered out of the classroom without asking Ms. Jones,&lt;br /&gt;Stared off into thin air,&lt;br /&gt;Then collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;"NO! NO!  IT'S NOT HIM!"&lt;br /&gt;"IT CAN'T BE HIM!"&lt;br /&gt;"WHY?!"&lt;br /&gt;"REESE, WHY?!"&lt;br /&gt;I cried for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's early,&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to know that his birthday is 16 days away.&lt;br /&gt;Call it an early tribute, and an early mourning.&lt;br /&gt;In the time I knew him, &lt;br /&gt;I loved him more than I knew anyone else did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I miss you always.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8736716101589647566?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8736716101589647566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8736716101589647566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8736716101589647566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8736716101589647566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-anniversary-birthday.html' title='Happy Anniversary&amp;Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-75920224299107638</id><published>2008-06-27T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:30:33.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer School Sneak</title><content type='html'>So I'm not supposed to be on this website, but actually supposed to be creating my online portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Blogger.com is a blocked website.  Props to my proxy site ;p&lt;br /&gt;But in any case, my advanced guidance class is murdering my brain cells - millions by the minute.&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, my bullshitting skills are improving, because of all these essays I have to write.&lt;br /&gt;Massive bullshit skills is what's needed to sound smart in essays, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire summer school Advanced Guidance class is based online, and on a website called chalkandwire.com.  It's rather annoying, actually.  :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because I finished two whole sections, I'm just sitting here... doing nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think I'll sleep.  SEEYA~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-75920224299107638?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/75920224299107638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=75920224299107638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/75920224299107638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/75920224299107638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-school-sneak.html' title='Summer School Sneak'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3087972530936286347</id><published>2008-06-15T01:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:50:48.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Updates &amp; Rehearsal I Information</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://by143w.bay143.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;messageId=689e19f3-7f6d-454c-b6ba-614edb2cd89c&amp;Aux=4|0|8CA9BFC75237D60|" alt="PE comes with breaks and trees."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer school PE started about two days ago, and it's pretty alright.  Nothing special.  Picture above are my legs (left) and Rachael's white legs beyond mine.  All we really do is kick or toss around a ball all day.  Yadda-yadda.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But PE isn't what makes me happy.  &lt;br /&gt;It's the marching band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-State rehearsal has restarted up today, and Jesus.  Can we say "Band Boot Camp?"  Hell, I LOVE IT!  It's hell on earth!  So there are twenty-something flutes, most of which have a hard time keeping the flute level.  It's wonderful!  Come next rehearsal, they're sticking chopsticks in the end of the flutes and if they fall out because the flute isn't leveled, then we have to do push-ups.  Isn't it awesome? ;D&lt;br /&gt;Also, since rehearsal lasted four hours, you can bet that we marched a couple hours straight.  So guess who has a bad-ass sunburn and really achy muscles?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINA DOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, updates later.  Maybe next rehearsal, I'll have pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3087972530936286347?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3087972530936286347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3087972530936286347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3087972530936286347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3087972530936286347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-updates-rehearsal-i-information.html' title='Summer Updates &amp; Rehearsal I Information'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-1367287668796476636</id><published>2008-06-08T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:24:16.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Two Days Of Break;</title><content type='html'>Have been awesome.  Two days of bonding with the two (animate) things that mean the most to me: my family and friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/lego_lina.jpg" alt="The last day to spend with Ruth-Lee and Angel.  Legos with Lilly."&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Friday, I wake up at around 8ish, so I go down and help my mom.  My father is at work, just like my sister, so it's just me and my mom.  I help her with everything, and we head to an appointment which I missed due to heavy  traffic, but it created good bonding time with my mom.  We talked about my college plans, my current friends, and she even stood to listen to some of my music (which, miraculously she sang and knew *some* of the words!) so that was good.  We head home and take care of my grandmother, and right after that, we hit the road for Borders.  Note that my mother and I are reading-holics.  We can stand to pick up a book, sit in the store, and just read for hours.  So she bought me xxxHOLiC vol.1 (which, by the way, I'm loving!) and helped me pre-order Kaikan (Sensual) Phrase vol. 17 since I have 18 waiting to be read. So come Friday, we'll head down to Borders once more to pick up my order, along with HOLiC vol. 2 (and hopefully 3!)  &lt;br /&gt;That also leads into my current wanting to read Tsubasa.  If I love xxxHOLiC already, I'm quite sure I'll love Tsubasa since it is a cross-over of HOLiC.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://by143w.bay143.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;messageId=aa36f254-5cf1-4f8c-aed6-0f249fc99397&amp;Aux=4|0|8CA9779132C18B0|" alt="L to R: Me, part of Lily's face, Kyle, Ash."&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while Friday was a great bonding day with my mother, today being Amy's birthday celebration, was an excellent friend bonding day.  I think I've found myself a clique where we're actually ALL on the same page.  I love Rosie and the twins, but we're all on two different levels, you know?  ^__^  Rosie, The twins and I have two different kinds of humors.  &lt;br /&gt;So I met up with Amy, Ashleigh (Davis), Ua, Kyle, Codi, and Lily at TMC Karaoke.  My voice was out of whack because I'm sort of sick, but who gives a rat's ass?  We're all friends, and we're not afraid.  Or at least, I'm not.  Friends should just let go of silly self consciousness when we're out partying like that. :)  And that's just what we did.  So the first few songs were slow, then we jumped into Flyleaf (which they made me scream! D:) It was terrible at first, since my voice was warming up I suppose.  After many Beatles and Journey songs, I was ready for what Amy's parents love most about me: my screamo voice. ;D  &lt;br /&gt;That's right bishes, Lina does SCREAMO!  And I'm actually good at it, all the way through.  No soar throats, just hoarseness. ;)&lt;br /&gt;It was cute, actually.  Amy's dad just started searching for screamo songs for me to do, and put them in for me.  Before I knew, it they had me doing Flyleaf (again) and Ohio Is For Lovers.  Oh, it was great.  I screamed my heart out.  Not to brag, but I sounded very close to the (dead) vocalist from Hawthorne Heights.  And Kyle, who completely took me by surprise, assumed that I could do Drowning Pool songs and got me to scream Let The Bodies Hit The Floor with him (which he was right.  I did quite well, even with the gutteral screaming.  I didn't know I could do that! ^__^y  :dances Chibi dance:&lt;br /&gt;But that wasn't the best part of my day, really.  The best part of my day was AFTER the karaoke, when Amy went to Toys n Joys and Ua&amp;Codi went off elsewhere.  The four of us left (Kyle, Ash, Lily, and myself) for PearlRidge, and we all followed Ash to Sanrio.  I ended up buying a pink Hello Kitty keychain to match my phone and Ashie bought a big Hello Kitty doll in a panda suit (named Bunnita lol).  After browsing hot Topic and pwning Kyle in DDR (harr, he kept pushing me off the dance platform when he'd mess up XD) we went down to the other side of the mall to Borders, then just went to Jamba Juice across from the mall.  After Ash &amp; Kyle got their Jamba, we just went to Starbucks, bought some cold drinks and snacks, sat down, and chatted for two hours.  And that's what REALLY made my day.  I've found that we're all on the same level of conversation and humor, and we all know what we're talking about.  And what makes it better was that the person who I thought I was drifting away from because of the lack of... erm... hanging out... hehe... we realized that we're still close, and nothing has really changed.  I got much closer to Ash, but what meant more to me was me discovering a side of Lily that I never knew, and that made me appreciate her more and more.  She's not the annoying freshman I met in the beginning of the year, she's a sophomore at heart, like us.  So yeah, I believe I've found a new great friendship with her.  With a little more hang time, we could all become best friends foreverrrrr~!  XD  Then my mom came and dropped all of us at home, which is good.  My mom can trust all of them now, and wow... they're just as respectful as I hoped they'd be.  I'm so glad... I really am. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle called about 20 minutes ago, and actually thanked me again and again for today.  He said the exact same thing, and so did Lily.  We're all down for more bonding.  We're the perfect clique. :)  I'm glad to see I have friends like them.  I wish I saw it earlier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I found an instrument repair guy who I will bring my flute to sometime during the week.  Yay, finally.  Then the group wants to get together right before summer school for me, when Ash leaves, and Kyle leaves.  He gets his paycheck on Wednesday, so we're trying for then.  Good fun, eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;Note that in this blog, there are two "Lily's."  The first one mentioned is Lilly with two Ls, Ruth-Lee and Angel's daughter.  She's in the background of the picture, hovering over my name.&lt;br /&gt;Lily with one L is my friend from school.  Mmkay, just remember that. :3  Hope I didn't confuse you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-1367287668796476636?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/1367287668796476636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=1367287668796476636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1367287668796476636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/1367287668796476636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-two-days-of-break.html' title='First Two Days Of Break;'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-614954352248567327</id><published>2008-06-05T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T12:21:35.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of School;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/chanchanchan.jpg" alt="Part of wardrobe."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll upload other pictures of this when I get the chance.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every class is 45 minutes long, and I'm just sitting in Sues doing NOTHING.  Blah... I should just go to Huyck's room already, since he actually TALKS to me. &lt;br /&gt;Sister pulled out a Juno look for me today, and I packed it away in my bag.  Upon arrival to first period, Faye and Ash dragged me (and my bag) to the bathroom to change.  So whatever I'm wearing was STYLED by them.  Harr harr.  Meh... so bored...&lt;br /&gt;So I think I have part of my school lineup for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes:&lt;br /&gt;Graphics Tech 1&amp;2 (one per semester)&lt;br /&gt;AP Lit&amp;Comp (one per semester)&lt;br /&gt;Advisory (all year)&lt;br /&gt;Alg II (all year) &lt;br /&gt;Band (all year, DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed Japanese II for my senior year just for graphics.  Hehe.  I'm a junior... &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-614954352248567327?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/614954352248567327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=614954352248567327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/614954352248567327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/614954352248567327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-of-school.html' title='The Last Day Of School;'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2573861003399523190</id><published>2008-06-04T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T13:23:02.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Before The Last Day;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://by143w.bay143.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;messageId=237c4b00-d03b-408e-99c6-083739467665&amp;Aux=4|0|8CA943AC1C6EEF0|" alt="After swimming for four hours."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;This&lt;/B&gt; is how I spent all of yesterday with Ruth-Lee, Lily, Angel, and Rosie.  In the pool.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was pretty fun.  We discovered the wonders of being taught to swim by three year olds and whatnot.  Ko'olina is gorgeous.  Next step is convincing my mother to let me stay there a week for grad.  Haha, just kidding.  Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm sitting in Sue's class right now.  I just got done making my extra credit T-shirt (which is rather cute. ^__^).  I think Lerma's is adorable and creative... not like mine and Malia's.  Hehehe.  We should take a picture in them.  I should invest in a giant heat press like that.  Then I could make all the T-shirts I desire. :D  MAPLE TEE!  XD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need to head down to Mrs. Barangen's class soon... I need to get my AP Chem. summer assignments.  I should just bail out on AP.  It seems too studious for me.  T_T  Oh well, we'll just see about that next year.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of AP classes, my AP World History recommends having an accessible laptop for class.  Lessons and lectures will be put in different forms, including PODCASTS.  Isn't that cool?  Well yeah, I'd very much like to get a new laptop, or at least borrow my fathers, but he's resisting.  I think he still thinks I'm bent on getting an Apple laptop.  I've come to terms with myself by telling myself Apple can't play MapleStory on it (XD) so I'll just stick with Window. ;p  Plus, I know how to fix Windows computers.  Much easier for me to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie is leaving me today. T_T  At 2pm, she's off to Guam for summer, which means I have no summer buddy (except Peach, but she's not really on the same wavelength as me and Rosie.)  And according to Ryan and Vinh, we have a carnival date on the 22nd, which means wristbands and KABBA MODERN.  Hell yes.  So yeah... my summer is pretty packed with school and fun.  That's good. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mark informed me that Kea and the rest of the band checked in &amp; inventoried the instruments.  That means the oboe is no longer in my possession.  Wait, that means they raided my locker. T_T  I wonder what Kea did with my flute... which I need to get fixed THIS WEEK.  Ugh.. still procrastinating in calling ACB Music.  Shit, I don't even know if they do those kinds of repairs.  And if they don't, then I'll just have to make a trip to Makaha (further than town) to Harry's Music Store, which I have the number to (yay!).  All-State rehearsal is coming around the corner, and I'm nervous.  T_T  Wait, who am I rooming with during the trip?  Meh, Karllyn wanted to room with her Castle friends, and Kiana said she could room with me, but I'm curious as to who's getting the other two beds (if Karllyn DOES room with her Castle friends).  Meh, I need to discuss with further with them.  Ooohh, I can't wait~!  ^__^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this has to be one of the longest entries I've made so far.  Mmkay, well seeya in the next entry~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated Grades:&lt;br /&gt;History - B&lt;br /&gt;Graphics - B&lt;br /&gt;English - B&lt;br /&gt;Geometry - C&lt;br /&gt;Band - A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's... a little better, considering my average in math is a C.  There's not much I can do at this point to improve my history or English grade.  I'm set for graphics.  My mom knows how hard Bryce is.  Egh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2573861003399523190?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2573861003399523190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2573861003399523190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2573861003399523190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2573861003399523190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-before-last-day.html' title='The Day Before The Last Day;'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3796057355650390170</id><published>2008-06-02T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:59:41.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Week Of School: Day I</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I'm in Sueoka's class as always, now aware that a certain friend actually reads my blogspot!&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaaaay~! ^__^y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, school is winding down (except for geometry... :stare:)  History we're just always watching movies related to the subject.  Graphics isn't much anymore, we're just doing extra credit T-shirts (which I'm too scared to do.  BIG MACHINERY + Final Destination = chicken shit.)  Today is the final debate for English (Arg.&amp;Debate) and I'm nervous, because my group was completely unprepared.  Although I do know enough to support my argument, Mr. Pro (Ken) is very good at arguing the topic of video game violence, so I need to exercise my mind and keep on my toes.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because EVERYONE failed the final in geometry, Huyck is letting us do a do-over, and I'm still rather nervous.  I got most of the stuff down, but still.  Hehe.  At least I went over most of it with him.  Hopefully that reflects in my final... again... -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIPPING SCHOOL TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;Why?  Ruth-Lee and Angel (that's a guy, btw) are leaving island on Wednesday, and I'm quite fond/close of/with them.  So Ruth-Lee along with her demonic offspring Lilly (Juuust kidding) have convinced my mom to let me stay with them all Tuesday.  And since my period is now done with, I get to go &lt;B&gt;swimming!&lt;/B&gt;  Yay!  Ahh, I love the pool...  Ko'olina is such a beautiful resort in the middle of scenic nowhere (well, maybe scenic for factory workers.  Ko'olina = right next to Campbell Industrial Park &amp; Waianae's dead mountains).  I hear they also have a lagoon. O_o  I asked my mom if I could spend a week there after graduation for me.  She just laughed.  ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, going to sleep.  Hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Grades:&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;World History&lt;/B&gt; - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Graphics&lt;/B&gt; - C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Argument and Debate&lt;/B&gt; - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Geometry&lt;/B&gt; - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Directed Studies of Music&lt;/B&gt; - A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hu cinbneca.  ;p  E ryja y faag du esbnuja so grades.  Fecr sa milg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3796057355650390170?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3796057355650390170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3796057355650390170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3796057355650390170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3796057355650390170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-week-of-school-day-i.html' title='The Last Week Of School: Day I'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3018657838301205367</id><published>2008-05-29T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T13:36:51.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Updates &amp; Overview Of Summer;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://by143w.bay143.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;messageId=f756083e-858e-44ba-ae81-c39139489862&amp;Aux=4|0|8CA8EF5313EB1A0|"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, sorry for the lack of logging in and updating.  Finals are this week and I've been cramming.  Good news though!  Summer is just 6 days away.  Then we can all just kick back and relax, and enjoy the sun and pool. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;NOT FOR ME. D:&lt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, I have summer school.  The plus side of this is that I have P.E. and I get to lose weight all over again!  This means I'll be sexy again, like I was last summer. :)  I'm just hoping JCHS P.E. is just as rigorous as it was at Kapolei.  That school's P.E. teacher is downright hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the layout:&lt;br /&gt;6/12 (Thursday) - First day of summer school.&lt;br /&gt;7/10 (Thursday) - Last day of summer school.&lt;br /&gt;Starts at 7:50, ends at 2:20pm.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Kapolei summer school was much more strict. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3018657838301205367?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3018657838301205367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3018657838301205367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3018657838301205367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3018657838301205367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/05/quick-updates-overview-of-summer.html' title='Quick Updates &amp; Overview Of Summer;'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8355511363537892815</id><published>2008-05-20T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:24:13.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maple Withdrawal.</title><content type='html'>Cakelicist Puff Daddy says that in all of his years tranferring from one MapleStory to another, he has never seen such obsession in all of his life.  &lt;br /&gt;"Rawr rawrr rawrrrrr," he says, "Rawr rawrr rawrrrrr ra-rawr rawr-ra-ra-rawrrr."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other MapleStory bosses agree.&lt;br /&gt;"AAAAAAAHHHH~!" says Alishar, Ludibrium PQ Boss.  "AH AHHHHH AHHHHHHHHH~!"  However, he doesn't get paid too many visits since Monster Carnival emerged.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue what that previous passage was about.  Hehe.  I'm sitting in Sue's class all boredlike... it's not even funny.  Egh.  I'm listening to Jay make fat jokes about Kevan.  It's like he has a never-ending list of comebacks for Kevan, when Kevan has nothing.  Man, I want to get on MapleStory so badly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8355511363537892815?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8355511363537892815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8355511363537892815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8355511363537892815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8355511363537892815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/05/jay.html' title='Maple Withdrawal.'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2570253472004359926</id><published>2008-05-19T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T13:07:36.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Social and Academic Stance: All-State and Grades</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://by143w.bay143.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;messageId=037c5aec-2980-40d9-b36f-213d6ebf18a5&amp;Aux=4|0|8CA882749AAAC00|" alt="Waiting."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, been falling behind on updating (not like you'd really care, I'm the only one that reads these blogs haha.) but there's not too much to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked HASMB's site for updates, and they uploaded the formation numbers for all the people that showed up at the first rehearsal.  It's broken into sections within sections, first by instruments, then by islands.  So I checked for flutes on my island, and lo and behold, Lina ranked 6th out of 17 flutes on the island!  Hooray!  :)  Next rehearsals coming up in about five or four weeks, and my flute trill is STILL busted.  Remember kids, procrastination is not the way to go.  Need to get that fixed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in Sue's class right now, waiting for my animations to be done rendering (although that won't be finished for another hour).  It's absolutely rediculous!  One hour for ONE SECOND to render.  Outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back on Gaia, by the way.  I haven't been on in a while, but I'm back on.  Jana, without giving me warning, ended up sending me the oculus mythica, and I'm now inspired to create an L look-alike since they have his eyes on there.  Just lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;GRADES&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;World History&lt;/I&gt; - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Graphics Communications&lt;/I&gt; - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Argumentation and Debate&lt;/I&gt; - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Geometry&lt;/I&gt; - D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Directed Studies of Music II (Band)&lt;/I&gt; - A&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely no surprise here.  Hehe.  Where the hell did all my A's go?  Need to work on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2570253472004359926?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2570253472004359926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2570253472004359926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2570253472004359926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2570253472004359926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/05/social-and-academic-stance-all-state.html' title='Social and Academic Stance: All-State and Grades'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7815454515128933858</id><published>2008-05-08T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T12:54:48.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Link Between ABD &amp; Math Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Scientific research on the link between a severe disorder called ABD and all math classes in general have been conducted for many years by a professor in Ewa Beach, Hawaii.  She concludes that the reason WHY the two are linked are more than obvious.  Here is her synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The illness Acute Boredom Disorder, or ABD, is the disorder in which an individual suffers from a severe case of boredom.  ABD is most commonly found in people ranging from the ages 8 to 19.  The worst cases have been found in teens, especially 10th graders.  More specifically, all have shown the worst cases of ABD in their math classes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research shows that students find any form of math unattractive, and become subject to sleeping in class and playing with their pencils rather than doing their mathwork.  "All those numbers and rules and stuff," says one 10th grader in James Campbell High School (name will remain anonymous)  "Are just so overwhelming.  I can't help but fall asleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This anonymous student isn't the only one who agree.  A recent poll shows that majority of the public school sophomores agree with the claim.  The problem remains the same: how to get students more involved in their math class.  Some therapists suggest involving your students in the lesson, or presenting the unit in a way that the children can connect.  But still students show minor response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABD is not terminal, but it is very contagious.  Contact with a student that has ABD-A (the worst case of ABD, level one) can cause serious side effects like side track, procrastination, and bad study habits.  Most parents are unaware of their children being stricken by this illness, because the disease is rarely ever demonstrated at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hell if I knew my kid had ABD," says one parent.  "She's never bored on Maple, so I've never noticed it.  I HAVE noticed that she has no life, but that's beside the topic.  Never have I seen my child bored.  Never."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as common and widespread as this virus is, there still is no cure and no solution.  The world will just have to live with Acute Boredom Disorder until some solution is found.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me a week to come up with this bullshit, hahaha.  Started it in Huycks, completed it in Sueokas a week later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7815454515128933858?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7815454515128933858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7815454515128933858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7815454515128933858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7815454515128933858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/05/link-between-abd-math-class.html' title='The Link Between ABD &amp; Math Class'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5001467957703313905</id><published>2008-05-05T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:41:36.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping In Graphics</title><content type='html'>...because Sueoka isn't here today, and I'm done with all my Bryce modeling.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I've been struck with a minor case of insomnia, because last night I was unable to sleep until 2am.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I have something like Restless Spine Syndrome... or something of that craft.&lt;br /&gt;It's like Restless Leg Syndrome, but with my back.  I tried everything, too.  I tried sleeping upside down on my bed,&lt;br /&gt;halfway OFF my bed, on the carpet, downstairs on the couch...&lt;br /&gt;Then I just passed out of exhaustion. -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao, nevermind.  I have animation to do.  &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I don't pass out like I did in History.&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ne~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5001467957703313905?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5001467957703313905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5001467957703313905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5001467957703313905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5001467957703313905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleeping-in-graphics.html' title='Sleeping In Graphics'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2171027434531681089</id><published>2008-05-01T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:38:46.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fine Day In Sueoka's Class</title><content type='html'>I've been having wonderful discussions about MapleStory lately.  It's great, because new people are getting into it along with the old crew again.  I've counted Mark, D-Chan, Vinh, and Jana are back into the game.  Now Lerma, Ashleigh D, Pat, &amp; now Destiny are now playing.  This is great.&lt;br /&gt;But what sucks is that Ashleigh is only lvl 15, but she has 500k but never spends it.  o-o;;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she's a rich newb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Graphics Bryce Due Dates:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modeling &amp; background (all in separate scenes) - &lt;I&gt;Wednesday, May 7th&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All animations rendered BY - &lt;I&gt;Thursday, May 15th&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Edited with music, titles, &amp; sound effects - &lt;I&gt;Monday, May 19th&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally decided upon my animation storyline.  It's oh-so-cliche`, but it's better than any other idea I've had.&lt;br /&gt;Boy meets girl, he gives her his heart, they fall in love, get married, go on honeymoon, then on a nice day out ex-boyfriend finds her and shoots at her, he takes the bullet, he dies, she cries, she visits grave four years later with daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was inspired by Curbside Love by Jason Steele lol.  Kinda cheesy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2171027434531681089?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2171027434531681089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2171027434531681089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2171027434531681089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2171027434531681089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-fine-day-in-sueokas-class.html' title='One Fine Day In Sueoka&apos;s Class'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-595505605936185634</id><published>2008-04-24T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:12:31.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion Cake</title><content type='html'>Religion is just like cake.  Sugar-coated, pretty, even &lt;I&gt;delicious&lt;/I&gt; sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;It's also &lt;B&gt;spoon-fed&lt;/B&gt; to the fat and one-track minded.&lt;br /&gt;Not in all cases is the one-track-minded part included, but it IS spoon-fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one bothers to look at the nutrition facts of religion.  All they hear is "God is good, we're all sinners, Jesus is the answer," which is pretty much the "better than the other leading brands" label.  And once all the religion cake is gone, all the Christians and Catholics (and so on and so forth) turn into little five-year-olds at a birthday party and go WILD.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at it from that prospective is hilarious, but I'm kind of upset.  Around the corners of 7-Eleven and the Boys and Girls Club was whatever Christian faith, passing out New Testament pocket books, sorta like Mini-Bibles.  So they come to me and say, "Have you read the new testament?"  So I tell them no, I don't believe in God.  So the guy shoves it into my hands and says, "well take it.  Who knows, maybe you'll see the light of God and the error of your ways for rejecting him."  That's what pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be able to legally press charges against him for religious harrassment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-595505605936185634?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/595505605936185634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=595505605936185634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/595505605936185634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/595505605936185634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/04/religion-cake.html' title='Religion Cake'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3295709471760629517</id><published>2008-04-21T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T15:52:50.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To The Olde;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/pikku.bmp" alt="Teddy Bear. :3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, school just got super complicated again, and I'm afraid I won't be able to blog as frequenty as I did before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five more weeks until HASMB rehearsal, six more weeks until school ends, and seven more weeks until summer school starts.  Wish me luck everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shoku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3295709471760629517?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3295709471760629517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3295709471760629517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3295709471760629517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3295709471760629517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-olde.html' title='Back To The Olde;'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7877899565792356374</id><published>2008-04-15T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:38:05.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom in Graphics</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/GetAttachment-1.aspx.jpg" alt="The manliest I can get."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my readers, I'm bored in Sues class.  He left us with Ms. Kada'oka as our sub, so theres not much to do.  Kevans being an idiot with the Garage Band, and... I have nothing to do.  No surprise there. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't remember the website that lets me go on all them MySpace websites... but it'll come to me eventually.  I hope. &lt;&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;God I'm so bored...&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TqT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:  &lt;br /&gt;I remembered it.&lt;br /&gt;wnde.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7877899565792356374?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7877899565792356374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7877899565792356374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7877899565792356374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7877899565792356374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/04/boredom-in-graphics.html' title='Boredom in Graphics'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3872415250033920201</id><published>2008-04-14T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:19:46.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lulz at Normal Schedule and Marching Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://sarusal.com/lina/folder/0413081740.jpg" alt="Hello world!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I'm back on normal terms with the world.  As of now, I have no academic stress and I'm savouring the feeling. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in Sueoka's classroom, finally.  HSA is over, hallelujah, and I'm back into regular school schedule.  Gotta get the swing of it again.  I'm so used to just sitting in Tuifua's doing brain-busting tests for two hours.  Aha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my grandmother (Lola) paid for nearly my entire HASMB trip for my mom, which means I'm definitely going.  Next rehearsal is June 14, so I have well over seven weeks to practice.  This is good, because I'm still fumbling all over letter F in Bula - Aloha Oe (letter F = Aloha Oe starts, flutes have to play 16th notes at &lt;B&gt;half note&lt;/B&gt; = 150 due to cut time. D:)  I'm getting better, but I need to adjust to using normal Eb (fingering: 2 3, 1 2 3 4.  Means no first key) versus all keys down (minus Ab key, lulz).  Also, I need  to fix my flute.  Stupid C-D trill is still broken.  Gaaah, I'm also still having trouble with the high mark time.  But I can't wait for next rehearsal!  yay for 4 hour rehearsal! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3872415250033920201?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3872415250033920201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3872415250033920201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3872415250033920201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3872415250033920201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/04/lulz-at-normal-schedule-and-marching.html' title='Lulz at Normal Schedule and Marching Band'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8229413073154350682</id><published>2008-04-11T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:39:39.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth Quarter, The Last Quarter Of Sophomore Year;</title><content type='html'>I'm quietly anticipating the end of my sophomore year in Huyck's class right now.  The end of the year seems an eternity - yet oddly at the same time, a moment - away.  How exciting!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to terms with myself that I'll never achieve anything higher than a B in any math class above Algebra one.  Harr harr... So maybe I'm wonderful in band, Graphics, and English, but math?  Forget it.  Gah, screw numbers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;WEDNESDAY NIGHT&lt;/B&gt; was the Pearl City Concert thingy.  This time, they decided to switch the oboe player (thats me) to playing percussion.  But wait!  There's more!  I played NOT ONLY crash cymbals, but also suspended cymbals, tambourine, and triangle.  Aha... Evil.  But meh, we did alright.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my childhood friend Catherine in school.  I never thought I'd see her again after she moved to Florida and I moved to Ewa.  :P  It was awesome seeing her.  Made me feel younger, and in a simpler place where days were much longer.  Ha, I kinda miss Elementary school now.  Things were simpler.  Much much simpler.  Oh well, can't wallow in the past.  Especially over stuff like that. lol.  Yay for high school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and another thing.&lt;br /&gt;Two more years until I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a junior next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:  Webgrader grades are in for 3rd quarter:&lt;br /&gt;World History: A&lt;br /&gt;Graphics Communications: A&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing: A&lt;br /&gt;Geometry: C&lt;br /&gt;Directed Studies in Music II: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;average GPA:3.6 &lt;br /&gt;Cumulative GPA: 3.78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good, right? ^^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8229413073154350682?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8229413073154350682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8229413073154350682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8229413073154350682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8229413073154350682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/04/fourth-quarter-last-quarter-of.html' title='Fourth Quarter, The Last Quarter Of Sophomore Year;'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2170013056421918739</id><published>2008-03-31T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T12:44:56.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueoka's Class &amp; Another Additional Problem</title><content type='html'>What if I were moving?  What would I do?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer:   I really don't know.  I've settled here so well, and so nicely.  I can't leave this place.  This is my home.  My blood may be Chamorro, but my heart is here in Hawaii.  ):  My heart is wrenching.  Ashums wrote me a letter telling me how much she loves me and how our friendship is special to her.  Perfect timing, right?  Hehe... So sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Main Article &lt;/B&gt;- Due April 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;Text wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Table of Contents&lt;/B&gt; - Due April 4th.&lt;br /&gt;Title, page number, small picture.&lt;br /&gt;Includes Sub article, main article, and editors note ONLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2170013056421918739?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2170013056421918739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2170013056421918739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2170013056421918739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2170013056421918739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/03/sueokas-class-another-additional.html' title='Sueoka&apos;s Class &amp; Another Additional Problem'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-482726580873953553</id><published>2008-03-06T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:08:28.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphics And Work In General</title><content type='html'>Ugh... yeah, nothing spectacular.  Just some more Graphics work.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Magazine Pages&lt;/B&gt; - Turn in as .psd&lt;br /&gt;::&lt;br /&gt;Cover page - Must have pic from main article as background.  &lt;U&gt;DUE FRIDAY, MAR 7&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad #1 - DUE MONDAY MAR 10&lt;br /&gt;Ad #2 - DUE TUESDAY MAR 11&lt;br /&gt;Sub Article - DUE THURSDAY MAR 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hasn't written the due date for the main article down.  Hopefully it's extended.  Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egh... so tired.  My schedule has been so off.  I've been waking up later and later every day.  I'd woken up at nearly 7am today, and arrived in class when the tardy bell rang.  Staying up doing homework and reading til 1am is fun, actually.  It makes sleeping a lot easier.  And although this is a lot of work, I actually feel very accomplished.  I feel less scattered and behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm in Ms. Jones's class right now.  I should be reading my Queen of Scots book, but... I can do that a little later.  &lt;br /&gt;I should also be working on my writer's portfolio or my Where Im From poem.  Yeah, I should go and do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-482726580873953553?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/482726580873953553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=482726580873953553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/482726580873953553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/482726580873953553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/03/graphics-and-work-in-general.html' title='Graphics And Work In General'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8366579778143604850</id><published>2008-03-05T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:55:52.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discoveries~!</title><content type='html'>A goal of mine for YEARS have been to learn the lyrics and meanings to a few songs by J.D. Crutch and Marianas Homegrown, more specifically &lt;B&gt;Apo Magi&lt;/B&gt;, &lt;B&gt;Benti Uno Yu Gi Presu&lt;/B&gt;, and &lt;B&gt;Inner Voices.&lt;/B&gt;  Inner voices happens to be song priority number ONE.  But... father merely googled songs and printed out Apo Magi and threw it at me.  Harr harr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm irritated because I REALLY want to learn the words to Inner Voices, but... I'm afraid to pick out words myself, because I don't speak Chamorro.  Plus, I might be getting words wrong.  And my whole family (minus siblings) speak Chamorro, so you know how that goes.  &lt;br /&gt;It's a gorgeous song, really.  I've been dying to play it on guitar.  My father sings it wonderfully.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've been recently thinking about arranging all these songs into piano solos, or maybe sing-a-longs, but that's always hard to do.  I can't even make an original arrangement for Smother Me, which is a much crisper and cleaner recording than Apo Magi and whatnot.  But still, maybe I should try one day.  I'm going to become a musician, anyways.  Probably going to major in musical education and minor in &lt;U&gt;compositon&lt;/U&gt;, so maybe that'll be my first project.  Wait, that means I get to meet J.D. Crutch and others!  Yay!  Maybe I can finally meet Uncle Johnny (Sablan) and arrange stuff he wrote.  Aunty Sabrina would be so thrilled that her best friend's daughter is helping her husband make money. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, upon my internet researching, I've discovered that Gwen Stefani made a cover of Benti Uno Yu Gi Presu called Veintouno.  It was SUPPOSED to be released on her second solo album, but it never was.  My dad and I are on edge to hear what it sounds like.  That's big: a GIANT music artist making a cover of a CHAMORRO song. :D  WOOOOH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8366579778143604850?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8366579778143604850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8366579778143604850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8366579778143604850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8366579778143604850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/03/discoveries.html' title='Discoveries~!'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3746769487178012623</id><published>2008-03-03T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T11:58:43.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Revolves Around School</title><content type='html'>Yeah, the title just says it all.  Everything I talk about deals with school, one way or another.  Even my little writing bits: all written in school.  :ahem:  Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my articles are all done, along with my sketches for Sueoka's class.  All that's left is to actually create the magazine.  Hoorah.  But in any case, I still have a B in his class.  That WON'T do.  I need to bring that up.&lt;br /&gt;For Mrs. Tuifua's world history class, I also have a B.  But that's no biggy; I'm only down by 4%.  And I think I did very well on my Renaissance/Scientific Revolution test today.  &lt;br /&gt;Ms. Jones is the only class aside from band that I have an A in.  It's relatively easier once I keep my head in the game.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Huycks I still have a C, but I'm working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3746769487178012623?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3746769487178012623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3746769487178012623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3746769487178012623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3746769487178012623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-life-revolves-around-school.html' title='My Life Revolves Around School'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-7243123481367560321</id><published>2008-02-27T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:31:22.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band, School, &amp; Band</title><content type='html'>I'm getting sick of this damn band's lack of discipline.  Never showing up on time, never ready when they're supposed to be... I'm just about ready to bitch-slap them all.  They don't realize what shame they're putting us in.  What's worse is that when I do put my fucking foot down, they ignore me.  Forget that I'm the drum majorette, they think they can do whatever they want.  Band in general isn't all just fun and games.  I only know FIVE people in the band that actually work for what they want to achieve in the band.  FIVE.  The rest of them talk and talk but don't do anything to work towards it.  Idiots.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm falling a bit behind on school work, but that's fine for now.  As long as I get my things done soon and at a steady pace, I should be set.  I'm piled in late work and work that's due soon, especially for Sue's class.  I'm so much more worried about math class than anything else, though.  Only because Huyck doesn't keep us in check.  Tuifua's class I just need to do my homework, which might take a while.  Sueoka I need to do my main article and finish it by tomorrow, along with majority of my sketches.  Huyck's class I need to do sections 2.7 all the way up to 4.1.  That sucks major balls.  I'm relatively caught up with the laptop work, but I never want to give it up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, that reminds me I need to check up on updates with HASMB.  They said they'd notify us if we had anything new... right? O__o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-7243123481367560321?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/7243123481367560321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=7243123481367560321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7243123481367560321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/7243123481367560321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/band-school-band.html' title='Band, School, &amp; Band'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3749782360665117359</id><published>2008-02-25T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T12:21:43.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Article Due Dates (WTF)</title><content type='html'>Mmkay so I've realized that my PERSONAL BLOGGING SITE... has become dedicated to Graphics Communications assignments.  Meh, I guess that's good.  That means most of my personal life revolves around school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graphic Comm Articles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUB ARTICLE - Tuesday Feb 26 (min. half page single spaced)&lt;br /&gt;MAIN ARTICLE - Thursday Feb 28 (min. one page single spaced)&lt;br /&gt;EDITORS NOTE - Monday Mar 3 (min. half page single spaced)&lt;br /&gt;SKETCHES -  Friday Feb 29 (all 8 pages)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmkay, off to do my articles.  Ciao for now~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3749782360665117359?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3749782360665117359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3749782360665117359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3749782360665117359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3749782360665117359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/article-due-dates-wtf.html' title='Article Due Dates (WTF)'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-5829667135146760800</id><published>2008-02-22T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:32:53.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramas?  Maybe.</title><content type='html'>Hmmmmm so Ed and I are sorta fighting right now.  I'm mad as hell, and he's sorry.  Frankly I don't care right now.  Harr harr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally got to talk to Jon after a week of torment.  His phone was screwed for the several days I tried calling him.  ^^  It's good to talk to him again. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian and Ian, two guys in my class, have started mini businesses selling corn nuts and candy, soo... right now I'm chatting with Jon, blogging, doing a test, and munching on corn nuts with Twix by my hand.  Haha, school just keeps getting more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have this weird obsession with over-analyzing and ranting about human behavior.  I had some good topics earlier, but I forgot.  Damn teachers not letting me get on to blog it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-5829667135146760800?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/5829667135146760800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=5829667135146760800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5829667135146760800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/5829667135146760800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/dramas-maybe.html' title='Dramas?  Maybe.'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-826331259553477718</id><published>2008-02-20T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T11:45:07.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Plans &amp; Sueoka's Class~</title><content type='html'>Mmkay, an overview as to whats going on in band and for band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess since no one is going up for the position next year, I remain drum majorette.  Yesterday's rehearsal we'd done several football songs that we might be performing at next Tuesday's Freshman Orientation.  Afterwards, Kea pulled out Rattlesnake and Malaguena and gave me extra copies of the scores, which probably means he approves of me being majorette again.  Rattlesnake and Malaguena introductions will probably be easy: straight "W"s (except for Rattlesnake, it'll be the 3/4 W), then fermatta, tempo change with straight 4/4s.  Not much else after that, really.  I need to think more. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Thursday, I plan to skip rehearsal to go to Kapolei's band rehearsal.  Supposedly, all surveys are to be finished by tomorrow (Thursday), and I'm not completely finished with my interviewings.  I interviewed Kea the other day, and he provided me with a lot of things I didn't know about the band.  I plan to interview Mr... Alexander, is his name?... to compare what he says about themes to what Kea said.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Im going to interview one or two Kapolei band members to get the feel of how they think of band and whatnot.  I can't wait to find out whos going to Rose Bowl and who isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER:&lt;br /&gt;Bring Olympus tomorrow for the pictures.  Also, don't forget release forms for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;AC CORE NOTES:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First biggest font: Title&lt;br /&gt;-2nd: Main article&lt;br /&gt;-Biggest pic = related to main article&lt;br /&gt;-smaller sub-articles = smaller pics &amp; fonts&lt;br /&gt;-written in columns for easier reading&lt;br /&gt;-main article usually has txt wrap (goes around an image)&lt;br /&gt;-index/table o contents = article, pic, little description, pg number.&lt;br /&gt;-first page &amp; back page = usually an ad&lt;br /&gt;(USE FOR SKETCHES.  GO HOME, LOOK @ MAG LAYOUTS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and finish up drafts.  Final magazine doesn't need to be exactly as drafts, but do it to know which direction you're going with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-826331259553477718?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/826331259553477718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=826331259553477718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/826331259553477718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/826331259553477718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/band-plans-sueokas-class.html' title='Band Plans &amp; Sueoka&apos;s Class~'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8572706593003889108</id><published>2008-02-19T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:23:32.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueoka's Classroom and Random Feelings</title><content type='html'>Mr. Sueoka has informed his class that all surveys, interviews, and polls are due on Thursday. On Friday, we'll begin writing out our articles for our magazines. This probably would not be a problem if my magazine had pertained to normal people in this classroom or in the school. Sadly... it does not. It extends all the way out to other schools such as Kapolei, Mililani, and even Punahou. Please, though I doubt anyone is reading this, if you could find out your school's band rehearsal dates, give them to me. Comment back with your name, your school name, and the band's afterschool rehearsal dates and times. I need this done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kapolei is probably a given: I'm definitely going... sometime soon. Now, all I need to do is get the day to go over and steal away my mother's awesome camera, and I'm good to go. Hm... I wonder how their band director will take me in. Eegh... scary thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this week plan, if my mother agrees to it:&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, survey one more Campbell band member. Attend concert, and ask Mr. Kea if it's alright to take pictures of the band when performing one song. INTERVIEW KEA. D: Oh god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, interrogate the living shit out of Arvin (PCHS Charger) and maybe another Charger BG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, band rehearsal. Attempt for another high school, if mother permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Nothing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, try to get out to meet with Damien band boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, try to catch Yahata boys (Rhys or Jayce, maybe both) and interview them. Pertaining to subarticles, ask Tiffy about concert band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel nothing for hardly anyone anymore. I've stopped caring about love, and what it provides. I want nothing to do with any relationship right now. I feel that Jon may have forgotten that I even exist...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to believe my mother just wants to throw me out into the street or trashcan, whichever she finds appropriate. Maybe I've been deserving this. Haha. Yeah, that's probably it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I like this or not, but I've been very apathetic about many things that have NOTHING to do with school lately. Eds sad? I don't care. Camis depressed? Whatever. I don't know, when people complain to me lately I find it hard to feel sympathetic. It's liberating, but I'm not sure if it makes me seem heartless. Hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8572706593003889108?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8572706593003889108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8572706593003889108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8572706593003889108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8572706593003889108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/sueokas-classroom-and-random-feelings.html' title='Sueoka&apos;s Classroom and Random Feelings'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-9033373203451330979</id><published>2008-02-14T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:22:35.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine</title><content type='html'>Today is Valentines Day, but for the pessimists... well, today would be Single Awareness Day.  The exchange of chocolates, balloons, candies, hugs, handshakes, kisses, saliva, STDs... well, those are made today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dislike today.  Plain and simple.  I have many reasons, but I lack the time to explain.  Maybe some other night.  I continue to blog in class, because I recently found myself grounded from the computer at home.  Huzzah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-9033373203451330979?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/9033373203451330979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=9033373203451330979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/9033373203451330979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/9033373203451330979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-valentine.html' title='My Valentine'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-3350183779623370490</id><published>2008-02-13T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T11:32:14.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lonesome;</title><content type='html'>It's irrational, yes I know, but I feel worthless nonetheless.  I feel like a burden.  A big, ugly, horrible burden.  What am I but a pawn in this life that this so-called "God" only creates to dispose of?  I'm waiting for an answer, dammit!  &lt;I&gt;Why am I here?&lt;/I&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ruthless and disgusting to those that I hold closer to me than my closest of friends.  I'm so hideously different.  Why can't I be like them?  I try to correct myself and restrain from any self-damage when I feel like it, but that never is enough.  Once I've had it, I'm a weakling to the pleasures of my pain.  Cut cut cut, and I'm vulnerable to all that I've fought against.  Why must I be so weak?  I try and try to find the strength that they all have, but... I don't have it.  Is it possible for me to be born of a different father?  Because emotionally, I am NOT my father's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I actually want to cry to my friends, they all leave me hanging in class.  What are friends but other people to rely on?  I'd say more, but I seem to only cry to them when I really need them.  Where am I after that?  Floating around, probably.  Maybe I am fake.  I'm not sure who I am or whats supposed to become of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who supposedly call themselves my friends in many of my classes want nothing to do with me when I'm sad.  Why?  I don't know.  Am I that scary?  Maybe they're only pretending to get something out of me, but what would they want?  I have nothing.  Not even true friends.  My true friends are gone, someplace else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-3350183779623370490?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/3350183779623370490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=3350183779623370490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3350183779623370490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/3350183779623370490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/lonesome.html' title='The Lonesome;'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8847096108659115401</id><published>2008-02-12T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T12:18:48.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freewrite</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you all a little something about my Creative Writing class.  Our teacher, Ms. Jones, has us write about whatever comes to mind, but on a subject.  It's called a freewrite.  She gives us a word or a starting phrase, and we write about it from there.  I can be about whatever comes to mind about that word or phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays freewrite was called "Do You Know..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I guess I'll write it out once I get home.  I'm in fourth period, the last period of the day and the bell should be ringing in two minutes.  In the meantime, I'm just going to write whatever comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I think it's incredible how the human race thinks.  When given a compliment, some of us have a natural tendency to deny it.  I believe that's called modesty.  Now, if someone compliments us as to how smart we are, naturally a modest person will say, "Oh no, I'm not really that smart.  I'm kinda stupid. D:"&lt;br /&gt;However, once insulted, we turn our statements around and become defensive.  So if someone calls you a "stupid ass", our natural reaction is to say "fuck you!" or... something along those lines.  I doubt earlier generations would've retorted with that.&lt;br /&gt;Why is this?  One second, a person may be saying, "No I'm not all that smart. :blushblush:".  Then the next, they'll react to an insult by defending themselves with a statement that TOTALLY contradicts their earlier statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still completely astounded by my species... :|&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home now, it's been about 6 hours since I first wrote this entry.  Here's the freewrite I mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Do you know who I am?  Ouside, I probably seem simple, right?  Simple Lina, simple me.  Lina wants love, right?  Love, love loooove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like love. Yet I find myself wanting it.  I don't like the people who just love so easily.  "I love him/her," they say.  "Forever and ever and everrr..."  Stupid emotions, stupid notions!  You're 15 or 16, what &lt;B&gt;is&lt;/B&gt; love?  We think we know, but we DON'T.  I dislike my age group.  So naive.  Those that beg and plead for love; those that cry, "He's with her, now he's with me, but he loves her..."; those who misuse the word love, haven't been properly hurt.  Wait until your heart completely shatters, until you've cried til your eyes run dry.  Then you'll know what love MIGHT be.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8847096108659115401?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8847096108659115401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8847096108659115401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8847096108659115401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8847096108659115401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/freewrite.html' title='Freewrite'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-8510024862302773498</id><published>2008-02-12T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:59:54.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>False Judgement</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting in class right now (more specifically my second period, Graphics Communications).  I have nothing to do, since I got all my work done beforehand, and I'm getting dirty looks shot at me.  Why?  It could be for many reasons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit at the end of a row of computers, right in front of Mr. Sueoka.  Across the row from me, behind my computer, are my two friends Rae(chelle) and Kevan.  Next to Kevan is some guy.  White, blue-eyed I believe, with an almost skin-bald shave cut.  Looks like a punk.  Not an "asshole" punk, but a punk.  It's also a given that he's into the punk scene; his magazine project is all on Punk music.  :|  I'll just refer to him as "Guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm talking to Kev, and I tell him I'm all done with my work while he's wracking his brain trying to think of articles.  I tell him I did my stuff all at home, and (thanks to my band skills) out of the corner of my eye, I see Guy looking down at me like I'm stupid and he turns away, back to his computer, and rolls his eyes while shaking his head.  &lt;br /&gt;"Loserr."  Maybe "Whatever, you know-it-all."&lt;br /&gt;HOW am I a know-it-all? D:  That sets me off.  Seriously.  I mean, maybe I'm no better with ditzy air-headed girls that can't tell a Suzuki from a Toyota, but my deductions on them are REASONABLE.  Not like I go calling those ditzy people sluts, I just call them air-heads, because it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Now, why would someone look at me and call me a brainiac or a know-it-all?  I'm FAR from that.  Sure, maybe my GPA last year was a 4.0, but I cheated that.  I took those classes in 8th grade.  That's just as bad as stereotypes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-8510024862302773498?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/8510024862302773498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=8510024862302773498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8510024862302773498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/8510024862302773498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/false-judgement.html' title='False Judgement'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5899755727847890595.post-2642536743141251425</id><published>2008-02-11T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:22:16.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Produces A Failure</title><content type='html'>They should've just aborted me when I was concieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of my life, I was smart.  I knew how to go beyond 'average'. &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm stupid.  How did that come about?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my GPA dropped a bit. &lt;br /&gt;4.0 to a 3.6.  Oh god, life is over!&lt;br /&gt;:rolls eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother had chewed me out a couple weeks back, telling me to join NHS.&lt;br /&gt;She said I can make it, for one.  Then she said that the thing I love most is only bringing me down.  So yeah, screw band.  Screw their needs, and my needs for them.&lt;br /&gt;"Lina, you can love soda!  But will soda help you survive your entire life?"&lt;br /&gt;I'm in high school.  Please let me act like a high schooler. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, a little something I wrote in notepad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mother bore a failure.She bore a baby girl, destined to fall.She says,"NHS is for you.  Why won't you try for it?It requires leadership and the grades."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Second thought, no...You lack the leadership, and your grades..."&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher says that he feels like he's talking to stupid people.I feel like... he meant me...Am I stupid?  I must be.He was talking about me, I bet...He said that, and I thought of dear old mother...And it made me cry... I cried so hard, what did I do?Just walked outta class.&lt;br /&gt;Like a failure.&lt;br /&gt;Walked out and cried.Pathetic, ne?Yeah, that's all I am.I'm simply...&lt;br /&gt;a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Sigh:&lt;br /&gt;I think my problem is that I complain too much, yet do too little.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... that's my problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5899755727847890595-2642536743141251425?l=lina-therese.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/feeds/2642536743141251425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5899755727847890595&amp;postID=2642536743141251425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2642536743141251425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5899755727847890595/posts/default/2642536743141251425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lina-therese.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-produces-failure.html' title='School Produces A Failure'/><author><name>Shokubeni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05043182013947391408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Bckh6TJX7E/SRiTqxeHlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/9wwSMdeSYcM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
