<?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-3293281</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:57:48.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OdD pLaCe</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.lionking.org/~wolfysilver/MID/Sm107.mid" 
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Hello, dudes and dudettes of the world! Welcome to my little corner of the web! I have lots of on-line "garbage" here, all for you guys to have fun with!&lt;br&gt; If you have any suggestions about what I should add next on this page, email me at:&lt;br&gt;
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</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-79269826</id><published>2002-07-22T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-07-22T15:19:23.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ATTENTION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Have you been wondering why this hasn't been updated in two months? Don't worry. So is everyone else!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here's the sitch: I found somethin' better. It's called livejournal, and I got one! I've been updating it for a while and I really like it! Actually, I think I might just stop using blogspot altogether aside from hosting my neopets' page here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;To put it in idiots' terms, if I weren't so loyal to blogger for putting up with me so long, this blog wouldn't even be here anymore.&lt;BR&gt; DON'T think I'm saying I don't like blogger; I do. I just like meh good, ol' live journal better :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               SO...are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; ready?  (/&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/ligerzero"&gt;LigerZero&lt;/a&gt;/)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             See all of you there (I hope),&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Xhira&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-79269826?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/79269826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/79269826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79269826' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-77205943</id><published>2002-05-31T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-31T21:36:18.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Summer Vacation So Far...ZZZZZzzzzz....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; School's out. I'm going to a new one in the fall, which I'm not exactly looking forward to. Khira's gone...for good. So, summer is going to be a major drag for me, but at least I can still bug Kenji all day! Hehehe... :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I went to see "The Sum of All Fears" today. It was pretty neat....lots-o action, which I like. I went to the library. I have a feeling I'm going to be making tons more trips to the library this summer. (They never have what I'm looking for though. I'll go look something up on their computer, it will tell me the exact location, and it's not there at all! Ack!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh yes, and before I forget...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;HEAD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;SCRIPT LANGUAGE="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Begin&lt;br /&gt;var flag = 1;&lt;br /&gt;function t() {&lt;br /&gt;if(flag == 1) {&lt;br /&gt;N.style.top = "75px";&lt;br /&gt;N.style.left = "700px";&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;if(flag == 2) {&lt;br /&gt;N.style.top = "115px";&lt;br /&gt;N.style.left = "100px";&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;if(flag == 3) {&lt;br /&gt;N.style.top = "300px";&lt;br /&gt;N.style.left = "350px";&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;flag = flag + 1;&lt;br /&gt;if(flag == 4) {&lt;br /&gt;flag = 1;&lt;br /&gt;   }&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;function al() {&lt;br /&gt;alert("Correct!");&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;//  End --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/HEAD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my site the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV ID="N" STYLE="position:absolute; left:350px; top:300px; width:50px; height:50px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type=button value="NO" onMouseover="t()"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV ID="Y" STYLE="position:absolute; left:300px; top:300px; width:50px; height:50px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type=button value="YES" onClick="al()"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; HAK-AS! (You know it!) 0_-&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/3293281-77205943?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/77205943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/77205943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77205943' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76938946</id><published>2002-05-24T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T16:45:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;An Extremely...urm, Strange Movie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There's not any way around it. The new Disney movie coming out ("The Country Bears") is L-A-M-E. You can click &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/countrybears/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the site...though I wouldn't go out of my way to see the movie....like I said, LAME.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Other than that, there's a BIG storm outside right now, so I'm gettin' meh camera and meh skates, so I can get some snapshots of this one. 0_~&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Ciao, friends!&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/3293281-76938946?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76938946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76938946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76938946' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76774404</id><published>2002-05-20T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T17:54:51.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, Okay...Now for the Real UpDaTe...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Nothing new today...much. Final grades come home tomorrow, so I might as well start cowering under my bed. (Not that I can fit under there....I don't.) Actually, I think I did very well this year. I didn't get called to the office even once! Okay...so maybe &lt;i&gt;once&lt;/i&gt;, but that was because I was helping to hand out flyers at lunch. (Which counts as dirty work in my book!!)  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   Yeah...there's always some bad news with it. The new school I'm going to resembles a rat's maze. You to left and left, right, left, right, left, left, down the hall, down the stairs, left, right, right, left, and right again just to get to the freakin' bathroom! Then there's the principal over there...E-eeee-EEEK! YIKES! (Did they send that guy in from a bootcamp, or something?!) One thing I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; learn from him is how to make an extrordinarily bad first impression on your incoming pupils....Heh, not something you'd normally like to do...but with this dude...eh,eh. Nope. Z-e-r-o tollerance. None at all. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I'm trying not to look forward to anything special next year, because when I do, I usually runs down in the dirt. Whenever I think something unbelievably great is going to happen that year, it turns on me and makes my life a living....never mind. You get it, eh? Same people. Same hatred. Same old crap....just in a new building. Nothing much to look forward to except the stench of freshly-sharpened pencils and new algebra books.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go crawl under a rock and die now, okay? &lt;Br&gt;&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/3293281-76774404?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76774404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76774404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76774404' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76773984</id><published>2002-05-20T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T17:43:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Evil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hehehe...check this out! I AM EVIL!!&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="position: relative; width:200px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/90percentevil.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="arial" color="#C00000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 90% evil!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark" target="_blank"&gt;[?]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="arial" color="#C00000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan, step back!  You're the evilest of evil!  No person is completely evil, and no person's all good either, but you're just a hop, skip, and jump away from king or queen of Hell!  Good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh boy...I sure hope I don't break my arm patting myself on the back. .....HA!&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-76773984?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76773984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76773984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76773984' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76740530</id><published>2002-05-19T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T20:49:13.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't want to see you,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I do...but I dread it.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I said it.&lt;/i&gt;&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/3293281-76740530?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76740530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76740530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76740530' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76730452</id><published>2002-05-19T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T14:46:43.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Weekend...How Interesting...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, despite the fact that Holly and Tara (the twins) fought and picked on each other all weekend, the campout was actually...&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; interesting. We stayed at the same scummy camp unit I was at last summer. (Read my fanfics....you'll see.) The good part was, we only had five people...plus my dog, but he doesn't count. The food was OK. There were bugs. There was poison ivy/poison oak. Alicia got a tick on her. (Hahaha!) Olivia left early because she had a huge swim-meet. &lt;b&gt;THEY SCHEDULED THE CAMPOUT FOR THE OPENING WEEKEND OF A STAR WARS MOVIE! HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO ME?!&lt;/b&gt;...::gasp:: I am calm. Okay...so I'm not calm after all. It's hard to believe that I missed the Star Wars opening weekend to go sleep way out in the boondocs with five buffoons, and a bunch or rattlesnakes for two nights. (I'm glad...now that's out of my system.) Anyway, I'm finally back home, and I'm &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; tired. (I mean, YOU try sleeping on a matress that squeaks every time you breathe, and then see how YOU feel. Uh...yeah. Kind-o like that.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I think I'm going to go annoy some people on the NeoPets message board now...that always makes me feel a lot better.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What if a mouse crawls in the cabin while I'm asleep and pees in my ear!?" - Me,  Camp Wiedemann, 2002&lt;/i&gt;&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/3293281-76730452?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76730452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76730452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76730452' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76474632</id><published>2002-05-12T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T18:56:06.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quiz Results&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I was randomly browsing the web, when I came across a few fun little quiz-type things. So, I posted my quiz results here, so all of you can point and laugh at me.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arakay.net/other/snackquiz.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.arakay.net/other/twinkie.jpg" border="0" alt="I'm a Twinkie!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Snack Food are YOU?  Click here to find out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="1"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.stvlive.com/oddities/quizme/pointless/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.stvlive.com/oddities/quizme/pointless/results/47.gif" WIDTH="200" HEIGHT="100" BORDER="0" ALT="The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/tarot/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/tarot/6.jpg" border="0" height="301" width="175"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which tarot card are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="197"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamie.almostbroken.net/tests/test.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jamie.almostbroken.net/tests/body.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the BODY tag- you like to be the supporter, the protagonist. You're a good friend and are always there for whoever needs you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://wannabegirl.org/quiz/icq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wannabegirl.org/quiz/icq/online.gif" width="125" height="75" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take the ICQuiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stahlet.net/content/uquiz.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.stahlet.net/content/h.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hehehe....funny, no da? Cheez...underwear quiz- bleh! ^_^)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="144"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geraldfield.com/nadinesplace/calvinquiz/spiff.gif" width="142" height="125" align="absmiddle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;You are Spaceman Spiff!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Zounds! You are the intrepid Spaceman Spiff, the engaging explorer ensconsed in an unending universe of exotic and evil extraterrestrials! You're brave, but you should give that dictionary a rest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.geraldfield.com/cgi-bin/unofficial/quizzes/sfesurvey.cgi?whatcalvinareyou" target="_blank"&gt;What Calvin are You? Quiz&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="mailto:contessina_2000@yahoo.com"&gt;contessina_2000@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, nothing exciting happened...so far. I made a &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com"&gt;LiveJournal!&lt;/a&gt; A lot of dudes I know were gettin' em, so I decided to see what all the fuss was about! My username is Ligerzero, if you want to take a look...or make things easier on yourself by just clicking &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/ligerzero"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt; :)  (Hehe...watch yourself in there- I can be a bit crazy.)&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ciao, everyone!&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/3293281-76474632?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76474632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76474632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76474632' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76410602</id><published>2002-05-10T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T16:24:28.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Someone will now pay...&lt;i&gt;pay&lt;/i&gt;...PAY FOR THIS!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   (I just couldn't resist quoting that!) Stuff still isn't going too well. My best bud is still moving away to FLORIDA. *sigh* Florida is SO far away from Kansas, it isn't even funny. I figure, hey! I can't be bummed-out about this my whole life!...Or maybe I can. I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/I&gt; I had a way of making this seem, urm...not-so-awful-after-all. I just kept telling myself: "It could be worse." It COULD have been worse- I could have been dead. My house could have caught on fire. I could have been run over by a semi-truck. I was so depressed about it, I actually had myself believing that it was working, too. Um...uh-uh. No. I was wrong. Well, somone pointed out to me, that I was right, that it COULD be a lot worse...but that wouldn't make me feel much better. Well, now that I though about it, it certainly &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; make me feel much better at all. Plus, if any of those bad things that I mentioned actually happened, I'd been in even deeper canine excraments than I already am in. Now I think the only thing left to do is let nature take it's crummy path, let my best friend move away, (and fore the sake of cheese,) MOVE ON.  (Hey.. PPPST! Yes, you there,...know of any place that sells new 'r used best buds for cheap. &lt;i&gt;Please&lt;/I&gt; let me know. I'm a desperate now.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup...I'm a disaster magnet, if there ever was one...&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/3293281-76410602?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76410602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76410602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76410602' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76186331</id><published>2002-05-05T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T11:21:34.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"So Much To Do...And Way Too Much Time To Do it In."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I'm getting back into the feel of having no friends except for my trusty canine companion. Okay...so I WAS really good friends (actually penpals) with the really nice girl from Colorado Springs, but then she quit the RP group, and we just sort of lost contact with eachother...But that's not &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; fault, now, is it? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I made quite an abundance of banners for my new site (opening soon!) though, most of them have "smart-@$$" (as my father says) comments on them (which was actually suggested) which I KNOW is an aquired thing... I used the following phrases:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;"I AM the person your mother warned you about."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Your shopping list: A brain. A clue. A Life."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I smile because I have no clue what's going on."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "If I had a dollar for every nincopoop in this town, I'd be richer than the queen of England."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "If buffoons could fly, this place would be an airport."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "My purpose in life is clear: to make yours miserable!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Would you like to see something REALLY scary?...Go look in a mirror."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "That's no monster in your closet; it's just a picture of you."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I see dumb people."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "If I wanted a waste of time, I would have asked for one."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I pity those who pity me."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "You're the only person I know who would lose a fight to Bill Clinton."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Oh deary, dear, dear...is it Halloween already?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I know, I know...aren't I just the funniest person you've ever met? Okay...so, maybe not- but I'm working on it! All these banners are available in red or flourescent green font, with either black or blue background. If you want one, email me at Xhira@webgeekz.zzn.com, and tell me which colors and the phrase you want on it, and I'll customize it for you! Though there &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; be a small fee...link it back to OdD pLaCe, and upload it to your own sever.  (No direct image linking, please!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Have a good day. Have a bad day. Have a good night. Have a bad night. Eat well. Get lots of sleep. Volunteer for comunity service projects, but, above all, eat lots of cheese, and you can't go wrong.&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-76186331?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76186331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76186331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76186331' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76165340</id><published>2002-05-04T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T11:23:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey! Call when I answer you!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I slammed my hand in a door about a week ago...for the second or third time this month! (I need to be more careful!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I got a deer tick in my leg.  (&amp;@%^ bugs...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) My only human friend in the world is moving to Florida.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My father messed with my comp settings, and now I have to go back through and fix everything.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) We have end-of-the-friggin'-school-year tests, and I have a work load as heavy as an anvil over my head. (Up all night studying, too...*yawn*)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) There are people in my chior who couldn't hit a note with a mallet the size of Texas, and I'm the one getting blamed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) There are around 250,432,021 other things I could list here, which I cannot, because it would take me the rest of my life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am beginning to think I'm a major disaster magnet. *sigh* Well...I guess I have to go put up a "Wanted: Best Friend" sign somewhere. Look over there, to your window. Do you see that thing that just flew out? That is what was left of my life. I am now a little pile of nothing sitting in a farm field. Best friend-less. Forever. Oh well. $^1! happens. Unfortunately, it all happens to me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On the up side of things, my hand feels a bit better.  Well, it's not a lot, but it's better than nothing, I guess. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-76165340?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76165340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76165340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76165340' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76053758</id><published>2002-05-01T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T16:37:27.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOOOOOO!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ....Those cruel, cruel people...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The MACS &lt;i&gt;writing test results&lt;/i&gt; got back to me today. We had two choices of topics to write about: a friend, or your favorite food. People who don't know me would say I'd choose food- but I didn't, I chose to write about a friend. I thought it was one of my better pieces. (A LOT better than "Ruby Gets a Driver's License", which by the way, I got an "A+" on) It had descriptive words, complete sentences, proper paragraphing, fairly good word choice, and I had edited it four times. I mean, what could possibly be wrong with it? After all, I am an "A" writing student, and I expect myself to get "A" writing papers. Um...uh-uh. Think again. I guess that's what happens when you get careless...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The highest possible score you can get on that part of the test is a 30. You are graded by two different people, two different times, so you get two grades, each on a 1-30 scale. When I got my paper back, I was VERY please with the grade on the top slip of paper: a 30. (That's a A!!) Everyone gathered 'round, and patted me on the back for another job well-done. But...what about my other grade? I lifted up the front sheet of paper. I choked on my next breath....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got a 29. A 29? &lt;i&gt;A 29?!?!&lt;/i&gt; How is that possible!? IT'S LESS THAN PERFECT!! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!! How...? What...? Why...? There must have some terrible mistake!! Well, that's where it started to scare me- there was NO mistake. It was MY paper, and MY 29. A 29 out of 30 may not sound bad to YOU, but I have NEVER had a writing paper below an A+. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ... I was devistated....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But I'm not going to give up yet. I still have much work to do, and it's only pushed me harder to reach my goal. Yessireebob...someday, I am going to be THE BEST #%@!&amp;*$ AUTHOR ANYONE'S EVER SEEN! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I AIN'T gettin' another sucky "29" either...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3293281-76053758?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76053758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76053758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76053758' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-76023300</id><published>2002-04-30T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T21:06:08.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Letter to Sarah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   As you may very well already know, I am very p-...er, cheezed off at Sarah for a few select things that she said to me starting in December. Though I think, (in her own "unique" way) she is trying to say "I'm sorry" to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;So...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wrote her this letter....And I quote it exactly:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Sarah,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am sorry we have been in conflict for the past few months. Despite the undoubtable pain you have caused me, I forgive you. If I have done or said anything that offends you, I am very sorry for that also. Though you &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; do some very irreparable damage to our friendship, and you sort of burned your bridge when you were cruel to me, I just want to let you know that I forgive you for everything. I forgive you for insulting my ways of life. I forgive you for insulting my faith. I also forgive you for spreading vulgar, unerasable rumors about me. I will be perfectly happy to forgive you, though I am not allowed to be your "best friend" again. (Nor will I let myself)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Best wishes to you and your family,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Xhira&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br&gt;By the way- I tore up this letter after I wrote it. It's in the trash. Or at the Brooks landfill.&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/3293281-76023300?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76023300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/76023300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76023300' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75873067</id><published>2002-04-26T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-26T22:53:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doin' That FAQ Thang!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today, I have been swamped with mails/messages from NeoPets- a lot more than usual! Since there seem to be some pretty common questions (comments), so I guess I need to work on answering them...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;---------THE F.A.Q. (Frequently Asked Questions)----------&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Are you a boy or a girl?"&lt;/b&gt;  Believe me or not: I am a girl.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Where do you live?"&lt;/b&gt;   I live in Wichita, Kansas. Also the most boring place on the face of the known planet.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Is 'Xhira' your real name?"&lt;/b&gt;  Umm...no. And whether we want to admit it or not: we all DO have a real name. ;p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you always work so late?"&lt;/b&gt;  Hmm...it's hard to say. I go to bed every night at 1:00, and wake up at 4:30. I've been on this scedule for about a year. Actually, I've been working a lot better since then...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you always bold and intalicise everything?"&lt;/b&gt;  I do that, so you (the reader) won't have such a hard time understanding what I write. I do it for your onw benefit. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you refuse ot write romance stories?&lt;/b&gt;  I only wish I could...but I can't. &gt;.&lt;  I &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; hate them; there's nothing wrong with them. Most of them are actually okay. However it is very hard to write about something that you have had very little experience with. There is also nothing wrong with those who &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; write them. I have only the utmost respect for them, because being able to write stories like that is a gift :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Can I use Sol's web page layout?"&lt;/b&gt;  No, please get your own. I worked very hard on the layout, so please get yours elsewhere. Plus, that would take all the fun out of creating a web page. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why are you mean?"&lt;/b&gt;  I'm sorry if I sometimes appear to be mean. However it is quite a job to be me, and I have about thirty-three million ideas running through my head at once, and it can be very frustrating to be dealing with a few things at one time. Plus, I try to be nice to everyone. If I have a rule that you do not like, I have only made that rule ot be more fair to everyone, and make sure everyone is safe. It really helps if you look at everything I write positively- because that's what it is intended to be after all. ;0)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Are you in college?"&lt;/b&gt;  Maybe I am, or maybe I'm not. Though whichever it is, it really is quite irrelivant.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you always use these big giant words that I can't understand when you talk?"&lt;/b&gt;  I am sorry if I am confusing you. I passed the age 14 vocabulary assesment when I was 6 years old. I have an immensely large vocabulary, which is about twenty years beyond me. I am sorry if this confuses you, but I can't help it. It's just me, eh? If there is a word you don't understand, look it up in a dictionary. Now you'll know the meaning of the word, so you can go brag to your friends about how smart you are. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you talk so much? It's annoying!!"&lt;/b&gt;  I'm sorry if I have offended anyone with my semi-annoying nature. I am a die-hard motor mouth, and I don't shut up very easily. I can ramble on for hours about nothing in particular, including toothpaste, the Gray Myotis bat, spaghetti sauce, rubber bands, and anything and everything I have not listed here. If it appears that I talk too much, that I probably &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/I&gt; talk too much. There isn't much I can do about it though. Xhira is Xhira, am I not? ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You are not real! You do not exist!!"&lt;/b&gt;    Yup...I am just a figment of your immagination floating around somwhere on the world wide web with what little is left of my mind...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're a &lt;i&gt;psycho&lt;/i&gt;!!!"&lt;/b&gt;   But of course I am... *laughs evilly*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you make wise-cracks all the time?"&lt;/b&gt;  I'm a quite sorry if this disturbs you. Though if I didn't joke around a bit, OdD pLaCe would be very dry and boring. And I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; you wouldn't want that, now would you? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What are you- some kind of emotional freak?"&lt;/b&gt;  If that's what you non-psychos call it, then yes. Some people think I am can be very emotional and dramatic- I prefer to call it art. ;p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You know what? You are one sick little weirdo!!"&lt;/b&gt;  Oh, gee...I'm touched!:) I'm glad I'm finally living up to my personal expectations! ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you just let people insult you, and not insult them back?!"&lt;/b&gt;  I prefer to fight fire with whoopy cushions instead of more fire. Sarcasm must be the greatest weapon ever invented. It's never too late to shoot a come-back line at someone when they've just battered you with hateful remarks. Especially when they think they've hurt your feeling- wait until they see that you can show that you're a better person than they are by not sinking to their level.:) Plus, getting angry won't do you any good- it just makes you more irritable and highers your blood pressure. Ah...good ol' sarcasm...:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Can I be your penpal?"&lt;/b&gt;  Maybe. It really depends. Do I already know you? If so, from where? I'm glad that you want to get to know me, but no thanks. If I want (or need) a penpal, I'll come to you :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;What&lt;/i&gt; are you?"&lt;/b&gt;  I am a friend. I am a webmistress. I am a collector. I am a programmer. I am a Wolf. I am a Jackal. I am a Hawk. I am mysterious. I am clever. I am artistic. I am obsessed. I am unpredictable. I am a musician. I am a leader. I am a follower. I am insane. I am a moron. I am a buffoon. I am a baka. I am a 'psycho'. I am uncatchable, untrainable, untamable. I am this and that. I am up. I am down. I'm in every possible direction. I am alive, but I'm dead. I am a writer, but an illustrator. I'm made of pureness and good. I'm too evil to look at. I am misunderstood, I'm confusing. I'm the predator but I am the prey. I am a million-and-a-half things rolled into one. To sum it all up, I am Xhira.    ...Does that explain it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         If you have any questions for me to answer, please don't hesitate to send them to: Xhira@webgeekz.zzn.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;"No...of course I have no brain- I smile because I can't think of what I'm smiling about..."&lt;/i&gt; - me (Xhira)&lt;br /&gt;&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/3293281-75873067?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75873067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75873067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75873067' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75847192</id><published>2002-04-26T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-26T08:56:54.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The capitol of the United States is Scissors. Never run with Washington."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Anyone watch Star Wars last night?? Oh really? Well, I &lt;i&gt;nope&lt;/i&gt; everyone watched it, because I love those movies! I made some banner-things to put up on the new page I'm a-makin'. I think I turned out pretty good...it says "hentai FREE" on it. The phrase speaks for itself. What does that mean, you ask? Well...urm, if you don't already know what that means, then you probably aren't mature enough to know....(FYI: don't worry; hentai FREE is a &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; thing ^_^)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Okay, I need to get this off my mind...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Have you ever stopped to think how dumb swearing is? No, not dumb as in stupid- dumb as in...strange. It seems that people get all offended just because people told them to. It's like national peer pressure! People get all up-tight about it, just because some one told them to be up-tight about it. I'm also not saying that swearing is a good thing- that's for you to decide. Though it does seem people make a fuss over it- when it's really nothing. A word is only what you make it- actually, words are just a bunch of scribbles written down, that have come to have meanings attached to them. Like when I say "rapc" you aren't offended- but when I say "crap" you all gasp like it's the end of the world. "rapc" and "crap" are the same group of squiggles- just put together in a different order. So does that me you &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be offended when I say "rapc"? But then, people have made up these words, and attatched the crude meanings to them. People made all of these swear words up, and simply attatched meanings to them. I made up a word: kak. You see, it isn't that rertging hard to make up words, you kaks. Ah ha! You see! You just did it! You attatched meanings to my words! But...this is what I had in mind when I made up the words: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kak&lt;/b&gt; (noun): a wonderful person; someone with a good attitude.  &lt;b&gt;Rertg&lt;/b&gt; (verb): Incredibly; a lot&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like so many others, when "swear" words are created, they don't always have bad meanings- it's just the way other people see them.&lt;br /&gt;   However despite the fact that I have just given you definitions for these, does not make them what I just said they were. Though that's what &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; intended for them to mean, it's not how all people interpret them. People see things very differently. For example, you could have read the word "kak" and been deeply touched that I called you that. On the other hand, you neighbor could look at it, and be so offended, they never leave their room again. This is why some people you meet use excessive swearing, and others prefer to express their negative emotions in some other way. Does this mean people who swear are bad? No! Of course not! They just have a different way of thinking than you do. They interpret those words and meanings differently than the rest of us. They may possibly see those words with completely different meanings than we do, so it's not right to comment on their opinion. And even the dictionaries can be wrong. The people who wrote the dictionaries put down what &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; think the definition of hte word should be. That may not necessarily mean that you agree- and it also doesn't make it the definition of the word. Actually, the definition of any word can be anything you want it to be. Till next time...you rertging kaks!&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;"What kind of guys do &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; like?...Weird ones...the weirder, the better."&lt;/i&gt; - me (Xhira)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3293281-75847192?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75847192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75847192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75847192' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75830158</id><published>2002-04-25T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T20:50:36.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Introducing...Wally the Wolf!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yes...I have a new character...&lt;i&gt;again!&lt;/i&gt; His name is Wally, and he is a wolf person. Okay, so he can walk and talk like a person, but he's really a wolf. I am really happy with the way this one turned out. I actually got the idea for Wally from a very odd series of dreams I had. Where I got the name Wally, you ask? I honestly have no clue- It jsut came to me one day:) I'm going to try to post a drwaing of him here when I get one finished. ;p  Actually, I got a lot of work done t'day...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Didn't get much in terms of updating finished. I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; delete old links that no longer work, because I am quite tired of lookin at them. I had a very interesting conversation with Kenji Kotaro, about how rare it is to get reviews for digimon fics on &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net"&gt;fanfiction.net&lt;/a&gt;. I suppose that's true...I only got &lt;b&gt;one review&lt;/b&gt;. Actually, I think the story line I had was a bit...urm, strange, so that's probably why it didn't get very good reviews. I am pretty much a good author- though once and a while, I've been known to write a few "stinkers." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our science trip to the zoo was today. It was fun because it got me out of classes- though I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; think we're getting a bit old to go to the zoo for a trip. I mean, last year, we got to visit the state capitol. THAT was fun (despite the three-and-a-half hour bus ride). THIS was lame (No matter what way you look at it). The only thing I liked about the trip was getting to eat three whole, freshly fried funnel cakes...Mmm...(&lt;i&gt;with&lt;/i&gt; powdered sugar on top, may I add...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, now you can all congratulate me. I &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; beat level 23 of the Ice Cream Factory game on &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com"&gt;NeoPets&lt;/a&gt; today. I've only gotten to level 22. I actually beat the game many levels ago, but I like to keep going just to see how much I can kick everyone else's rears at it ;p My next goal: to beat level 24!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Nothing else much happened so far...I'll inform you when things pick back up again. Not much updating work has gotten completed...so far:) My Xhira &amp; Tai fic is almost done- just a few more chapters, and it'll be ready for posting!:) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I love pain...and that is exactly why I keep staring at your face."&lt;/i&gt; - Ruki, 'A Tale of Two Losers'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Read your science textbooks, kiddies....you just may learn something..." - Xhira&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &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/3293281-75830158?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75830158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75830158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75830158' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75779036</id><published>2002-04-24T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-24T14:59:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Much Bad News&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I caught strep, and it feels like I tried to eat a piece of sand paper. I have some of the update work done, but some of it is still being worked on. I'll try to have it uploaded soon, since I didn't meet my deadline the first time. I've been home all week though, so I should have some of it done soon since I have more time ot work now. I did get some interesting stories done, if you'd like to take a look...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;WARNING: YOU WILL BE EXTREMELY SORRY IF YOU DON'T CLICK &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=201821"&gt;HERE!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trust me...you're really missing out by &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; clicking there. It's a link to a page of my stories ^_^)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hopefully, I won't be sick for much longer. I'll try to have all the update work done soon, too :0)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;i&gt;"Have a very lovely day...becasue I'm sure no one around &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; will."&lt;/i&gt; - me (Xhira)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3293281-75779036?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75779036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75779036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75779036' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75639342</id><published>2002-04-20T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T23:00:08.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;H-E-double L-O!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In the next few days, some &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;major&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; upgrading work will be done to OdD pLaCe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The MIDI file will most likely be changed to an mp3 format.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The entire template will be changed to a more...em, original, newer version.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Four new sections will be added to the site, &lt;i&gt;including&lt;/i&gt; a new surprise page about- whoops! I can't tell you because it's a surprise! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) There is a &lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt; possibility that I will end up with &lt;i&gt;lots&lt;/i&gt; of graphics and flash animations...cool eh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) A page on "Internation News" will be available for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Along with the news page, there will be an opening for a position for a...news reporter. (I'll post the application here ^_^)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;                     Okay...so that's not a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...alright, so maybe it is- but that's not the point:) If anyone is interested in a position as a news reporter, the application will be posted here by Tuesday. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;i&gt;"Alright purple...CAN IT!!"&lt;/i&gt; - Khira va Mato, my BFF&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/3293281-75639342?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75639342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75639342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75639342' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75604206</id><published>2002-04-19T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T19:52:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've dealt with my ghosts,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've Faced all my demons,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally content with a past I regret.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found you find strength in your&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments of weakness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once I'm at peace with myself...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been burdened with blame,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trapped in the past for too long...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Moving On.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived in this place,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know all the faces.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one is different,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they're always the same.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They mean me no harm,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but it's time that I face it;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll never allow me to change.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never dreamed home would end up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where I don't belong...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Moving On...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Moving On,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I can see.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been patiently waiting for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know there's no guarantees,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not alone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in everyone's life,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all you can see are the years passing by.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have made up my mind,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that those days are gone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold what I could,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And packed what I couldn't.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped to fill up on my way out of town.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved like I should,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lived like I shouldn't,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to lose everything to find love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forgiveness will find me,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere down this road.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Moving On...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Moving On" - Rascal Flats&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-75604206?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75604206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75604206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75604206' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75602266</id><published>2002-04-19T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T18:31:18.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greetings From The Social Outcast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This was just pointed out to me today. I'm not sure if I like the sound of "JQ: The Socially-Challenged Weirdo From Planet Who-Knows-Where", but I suppose that's the way it goes for me. The good news is, the black-and-blue spot on my hand (yes, the one I slammed in the door) has finally disappeared. Summer &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; coming, which I suppose is a good thing:) Of course along with it comes bikini-season- and as most of hte guys think this is a good thing, now I must go out and spend 60+ dollars for a few inches of fabric that I will most likely only wear for a year-or-so anyway. (I think I'm going to shut up now.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   I finished a new chapter in the "Bob Pob Legacy", as I've come to call it. The new story is about Bob Pob and Peety Weety's children named Joe Shmoe and Bill Shmill. (Don't even ask where I came up with the names. No one knows...) Anyway, that should be posted somewhere in about 2-3 days. Other than that, all my other publications are going quite well. I'll keep you updated:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Tubularific day! Tee-hee!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ------------------EMOTICON INDEX-----------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) = happy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( = sad&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) = cool&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o = surprised&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o = blank&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_- = happy wink&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_~ = excited wink&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&gt; = bird&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=^..^=  = cat&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) = winking (action)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::  :: = an action (also shown as '* *'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&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/3293281-75602266?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75602266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75602266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75602266' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75563807</id><published>2002-04-18T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T18:10:23.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Test Time &lt;i&gt;Already&lt;/i&gt;?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yes...it's MACS test time again...::groan:: I usually have no problem with tests, but the MACS test takes the spot for my least favorite ever. I'd rather have to do the MAT7 &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; MAT8s all over again than have to do this again. MACS stands for "Maize Assesment of Curriculum Standards." Ah Well, Badaboom...It will be over in a week or so anyway...and it's a good thing:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The good news is, I have a new MIDI up. Like it? The desc said it was "Cannon" but trust me...it's &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;. It's still a good song though. If anyone has any suggestions for music, (mp3 or MIDI is fine) please e-mail me at: Xhira@webgeekz.zzn.com, and tell me where I can find it. I'd really appreciate it:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Nothing else happened this week so far- but that's the way the log rolls, isn't it?:)&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/3293281-75563807?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75563807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75563807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75563807' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75358734</id><published>2002-04-13T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-13T08:32:42.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whoa...Long Night, eh?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was lucky enough to spend the night at my friend's comunity church center with some other kids. They called it a "Lock-In" because they locked all the doors in the building when we slept there except the kitchen, bathroom, and two preschool classrooms. It was from 8:00 - 8:00(am) and a lot of people showed up. It was sixth grade and up, but not a lot of younger people were there. My friend fell asleep at 8:30 in the TV room. We played two games of capture the flag- which was quite hard to do because it was such a &lt;b&gt;big&lt;/b&gt; building and it was &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; dark, so it was hard to see. At one time, I actually managed to sneak upstairs and explore more than half their territory before I got caught- and I walked right passed four of their guards and they didn't even notice! Aren't I just a little sneak?:) It was harder for our team though, because we had to wear duct tape on our shirts and it acted sort of as a reflector tape instead. They told us not to wear pajamas because it was co-ed, but I think all of us did anyway. Ah well. At 2:00 (yes...at 2 in the morning) Chris (the director of the activity) ordered eight pizzas, and then we went back to the TV room and watched Rush Hour until we all fell asleep. Half the people were downstairs, but then I guess they just missed out on all the fun:) It was a &lt;b&gt;LOT&lt;/b&gt; of fun, except for some reason or another, someone kept stealing my bag and pillow...ah well. Anyway, that's what I've been up to...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else is new...Now don't stand here and read this! Go feed your NeoPets or something:)&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/3293281-75358734?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75358734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75358734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75358734' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75298787</id><published>2002-04-11T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T16:17:41.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good/Bad News...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okay...so &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; a little bit more bad than good. Today, sad as it is, I was involved in a tragic accident involving my left hand and a door. My hand's okay...I think- it doesn't hurt &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; bad. I've had ot pull a couple of all-nighters lately. I am opperating at 120% in order to meet my deadline of May 31st to finish my fanfiction. It is the longest story I've ever written- forty five chapters. I don't know what I will do with it when it's done though. I don't know of any web servers that will offer me enough room to post that. (Believe me...it's a &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt; file!) Though I am perfectly prepared for the worst: the harsh reality of not meating my writing goal. That's okay though....I'm sure there are lots of other exciting stories in my hard drive to finish up!:) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On the brighter side of the hill, I passed my history test on the Renaissance- the most challenging part of the test was spelling out r-e-n-a-i-s-s-a-n-c-e; I kept spelling it with two N's, for some reason or another... A girl in my class broke up with her "boyfriend." I am mocking her because I've known since the day that she first started thinking that he liked her, (his name is Matt, by the way,) That Matthew B cannot (and did not) stand her. The bright side of this? I no longer have to hear her rambling on about how "cute" he is. The &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; bright side? Um...at least it didn't happen to me...(?) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    All of a sudden...I feel very sleep deprived...oh well. That's a side affect of an all-nighter, I suppose...I just hope I can get finished with that story and move on with my writings. And if I don't meet my dream of getting that story done...well...I don't know. But then, for every goal that is shattered into pieces, another one is met.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Okay...now close out your internet browser, and go do something productive.  ^_~&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/3293281-75298787?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75298787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75298787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75298787' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-75186603</id><published>2002-04-08T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-08T21:01:25.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad Weekend...Very, Very Bad...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   For two reasons: 1) My dog had a cluster of convulsions- he has epilepsy, and it scares me to death to watch him like that.  2) We had big-time bad weather. I like rain, I really do- except when it keeps you up all night long by pounding on your windows so hard that it sounds like someones hacking at your house with a jackhammer. The up-side to this is that I got some &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; cool storm pics:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There was one good thing though- I broke my personal record for listening to a song. I listened to 'Gainesville Rock City'...exactly twenty seven times in a row. NOT productive, but I figure, hey- why do unnecessary work when I could sit here and do...stuff on my precious computer? ::hugs comp moniter::&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I wrote a story this weekend...a very weird one, too. It is called &lt;b&gt;"Poor Bob Pob"&lt;/b&gt; and I wrote it all by myself:) It isn't very good...though you must keep in mind that right before I wrote this, I had just had three cups of caffinated coffee, so please put up with the insaneness. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I'll post a link to it, as soon as I get it up:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;i&gt;"What in the world is a 'P.D.A.'?"&lt;/i&gt; - The &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; Xhira, from "The Freshmen Make the Rules" (which is coming soon, by the way...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3293281-75186603?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75186603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/75186603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75186603' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-11465936</id><published>2002-04-04T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T15:46:53.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um...An Update...(?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've finally decided what electives to take for next year: Home Ec, Les Chante (singing/theatre group), and an Advanced Science class. I had to work all year to get into the science class- I had ot have an "A" average all year. I actually had fun in the class- all the units were pretty fun; except for the reproduction lecture- Eew! ::shudder:: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It is spirit week at school- weird, too. Today was crazy hair day. My school has this weird polocy about not being allowed to dye your hair. They let us wear hair dye today, though- but I didn't. 1) I don't like hair dye- to messy and it takes too much time. 2) I despise messing with my hair- it's just another thing to worry about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   On April Fools' Day, I must have come up with the best prank ever! (It was harmless, of coure^_^) There is a really snobby cheerleader in my history class, who thinks she's "all-that." Actually, she's a prep. It's quite obvious, actually. I was tired of her prancing around like she just won the lottery, and acting like she was better than everyone else, so I decided I was going to prank her for April Fools' Day. I did the most awful thing a "geek" like me could do- I put a rubber spider in her cheerleading bag! It was a very, very realistic-looking rubber spider, too. Man...can she scream loud...:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The last few days have been...(surprizingly) normal. (?)  Though, I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; bored- just wish I had someone to talk to. Or maybe I'll just go send some more email, or see if anyone I know is online. Ah well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     Back to normal...again.&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/3293281-11465936?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11465936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11465936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11465936' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-11325771</id><published>2002-03-31T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-03-31T20:00:43.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am I Still Asleep...?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm having a very off day today. I slept in until...very late today, yet I'm still falling asleep in my computer chair. I skated exactly 9 1/2 miles today...maybe that's it. It always makes we feel really weird to see all the small children celebrating on their holidays...don't know why- just wishing I was youngand care-free again, I guess. I've had a very...odd day today. (As you can plainly see ^_^)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I've spent the remainder of my day tidying up this-and-that, making sure everything is in it's proper place in my closet: all over the floor. However, the rest of my room is surprizingly clean, as I've discovered. I didn't eat breakfast today, (probably because I was still asleep) didn't eat lunch. Not that I don't like food, or anything- just not hungry. I want food, but I just can't eat. ::shrug:: To make my day even worse, I have terrible cramps. Ah well. Time to get out the pink stuff from the med cab. ::growl:: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I don't know why, but people keep threatening to take everything: My (few) frirends, My free time, and my communications. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of the last one the most. Yeah, sure, I have a few "friends." But they're not really &lt;i&gt;friends.&lt;/i&gt; Sure, they're there for a while, but as soon as something cruel come upon me, they don't stick around to sit through it with me. Most of them end up hating me in the end. I'm easy to hate- for my personality, I think. It's one of those weird things about me that I just can't help: I'm eternally loyal. Even if you hate me, and never want to see me again, I'll still love you just the same; Don't care what you look like, what you like, age, gender, race, etc, as long as you like me for me, I'm going to be there...through thick 'n thin, I'll sit through it with you...even if you want to hate me. I'm loyal like a dog- When you die, I'm going to sit by the grave, and wait for you to rise up out of the ground, so I can keep on being your friend.  It's very hard to make me hate people- they'd have to do something pretty awful, like make me really, really mad. The quickest way to make me furious is to really hurt someone I care about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If I lose my communications, I won't have anything. Every friend I have lives at least 300 miles away. If I lose contact, I'll lose everything. I've already lost most of it: my best friend, my family, and my sanity. What's next?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I can really confuse myself sometimes...&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/3293281-11325771?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11325771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11325771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11325771' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-11235639</id><published>2002-03-28T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-03-28T21:55:01.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Little bunny Foo-foo...you have 2 more chances!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awe, come on! Don't we all remember the story of little bunny foo-foo from when we were little?:) (In Sarah's case, it was &lt;i&gt;six&lt;/i&gt; chances!!!) Anyway...off that subject and on to my own-- Sarah got in-school suspension for what she did to me! ::does lame victory dance:: It's not that I like to see people get in trouble; it's just that I think it's time that she paid for what she's been doing to people. And even if she doesn't...hey, I figure that Life will get her- someday it will all come back and nip her in the rear. I think I'm going to just never mention her again, okay...?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And about that little bunny foo-foo thing...1) I hate bunnies. They scare me, with their big teeth and small eyes...they're just freaky...  2) I don't celebrate Easter...I guess that's alright though, because there are lots of bunnies at easter...and you know how I feel about bunnies!&lt;br&gt;   Hehe...guess I just was thinkin' about that story I was told when I was little:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;b&gt;What is on my mind:&lt;/b&gt; I can't help it...I know for a fact that I'm supposed to be &lt;i&gt;somewhere&lt;/i&gt; right now, but where is that? And even if I did know, how would I get there? &lt;i&gt;Would&lt;/i&gt; I be able to get there? And if I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; get there, is that place somewhere where I would want to be? I can't help but wonder if They have a bigger plan in store for me, or if my gut feeling is right, after all. Though I think all I can do now is wait- don't know what for, but maybe I will soon. Or maybe someone will come along and show me, all of a sudden, where (and what) I am supposed to be. Though I gave up on the idea of the knight in shining armour carrying my off on a white horse long ago, I can't help but think what would have happened if I &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; come home one night, and just kept skating until the wheels of my roller blades were worn down to nothing. I wonder where I would end up...would I like it there? Would I want to stay there? Or what if I tried to run (away, that is,) again? Would anyone miss me? Would anyone even notice that I was gone? What about the people I live with? Would they miss me, or worry about me if I decided to leave? Or if I disappointed them, would they never speak to me again, and shun me? I think about what it's going to be like to leave home, someday... I've always wanted to- I hate it here. I hate everything about this place. The people. The buildings. The city. I hate it all, pretty much. I was dragged from my home, placed here, and had every piece of freedom taken away from me. Though as far as I am concerned, (And you may quote this, when I am dead and gone, mind you,) I was born free, I'll die free, and anyone who threatens my freedom, better be able to run pretty darn fast.  (Maybe I really &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; leave my home, someday...I wish it were soon. I wish it were now. Right now.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     ...So you better start running, Sarah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &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/3293281-11235639?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11235639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11235639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11235639' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-11042728</id><published>2002-03-23T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T12:41:51.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm BA-AAAACK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  From spring break, that is! I went to Galveston Island, TX. They had a really neat beach right by the hotel I stayed in. However...people there were a bit...odd. You see, when I called the hotel about resturaunts and things like that, I asked if they offered salad bar with the steaks. The man just said in this really weird accent, "Ma'am...this is Texas; we don't eat veg-it-ables with our meat!" I literally had to kick myself in the stomach to keep from laughing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, I'm tired. I was on the road all day yesterday and half of today. My vacation was a lot of fun though. But I think next time I'd like to visit a large city, like Miami or New York. Who knows? Maybe I'll even go to Tokyo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A few days before I left, I finally figured out what to do about that girl. (you know which one I am talking about,) It came to me in a dream: I was walking along when it started to rain. I saw this giant building, so I decdided to go inside until the storm passed over. It was completely deserted. The rain stopped and I was walking out, when I saw this guy sitting against a pillar. He was sitting in the shadows, so I have no clue who it was really. He had on this really weird dress thing, and he talked like a weirdo. He asked me why I looked so "bummed" and I told him about what happened with Sarah. (Awe man! I was going to try to never mention her name again! Oh well...)  He told me that I should "give her a taste of her own medicine." I looked around,  but the weirdo was gone. Then, I woke up!&lt;br /&gt;    When I woke up, I had to go to school. When she brought up something, I knew it was my chance to strike. She started telling me "How the World Got Created." I sat there with a bored look on my face, and when she was finished, I said, "No,no,no. Let me tell you what &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; happened...," Then I sat there and told her all kinds of creatin stories- the big bang, the woman who fell from the sky, and then my own:) The whole time, her mouth was hanging open as if she couldn't believe that I had the nerve to do that. I finished, and she snapped her mouth shut and stormed away. She hasn't even looked at me since then. I am very proud of myself. &lt;i&gt;Very&lt;/I&gt; proud. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Things are going better now. Not a lot. I still have some problems to work through. See you later, guys, and i hope you didn't get trampled by drunken students at the beach during spring break. ^_~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out...&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/3293281-11042728?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11042728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/11042728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11042728' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10639183</id><published>2002-03-11T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-03-11T20:11:54.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh Joy...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'm sure you've heard the song "Oh What A Beautiful Morning" from Oklahoma...haven't you? You haven't? You people have no taste for classic movies...bah. Well the part that sings, "everything's goin' my way"? Well, today that's totally untrue. I didn't have fun at school today.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The christianity-obsessed girl (or Jesus Jr. as I've come to call her,) came up to me today and told me that I was a hypocrit and that I stole her best friend away from her. I don't see how I could have, because I really keep to myself and there isn't anyone I "hang out" with. Rachel DID invite me to spend the night at her house...&lt;b&gt;one time.&lt;/b&gt; Nya bleh. I guess people can hate me if they want to. There's no law anywhere forbiding it, and I won't stop her from hating me unless she gives me a really good reason. Let her do what she wants. Doesn't bother me even the slightest bit. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was pointed out to me today that I had multiple personalities. I'm actually not a bit surprized. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I have two sides: a fun-loving-crazy-friendly-wildish-artsy-dancy side, and a ticking-time-bomb-waiting-to-explode,-chaos-creating-mischeivious-moody-cranky side. However I am (most of the time...almost) the first one I mentioned. But sometimes, the other half of me takes over, and then you jsut have to wait for it to blow over. There are certain ways of preventing this kind of behavior: 1) If I am frustrated, the last thing I want to do is be quiet, so just talk to me. 2) Don't &lt;b&gt;EVER&lt;/b&gt; neglect me of my early-morning cup of borovan! (or coffee...whatever you'd liek to call it.) 3) When I need &lt;b&gt;lots&lt;/b&gt; of chocolate &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; fast, you'd better give it to me, unless you'd like to see the unleashed wrath of the yaoi/shonen-ai &lt;i&gt;maniac!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okay...it's almost all true...except for the last one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, shout out to all my (few) friends out there! Love ya guys! Peace out!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All You Wanted- Michelle Branch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I wanted to be like you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted everything&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to be like you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got swept away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that it was so cold&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you needed someone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to show you the way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took your hand and we figured out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That when the tide comes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take you away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can save you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sinking slowly&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hurry hold me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please can you tell me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally see&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you go when you're gone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can save you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted was somebody who cares&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need me you know I'll be there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can save you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please can you tell me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally see&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you go when you're gone"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;current mood:&lt;/b&gt; Blah - (=o..o=)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;current music:&lt;/b&gt; "Bokura no War Game" - Maeda Ai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now, scram!:)&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/3293281-10639183?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10639183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10639183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10639183' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10584414</id><published>2002-03-10T07:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-03-10T07:43:50.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Have Some Good News...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Also mixed in with a bit of bad news. The bad news first, because I don't like being frustrated. The bad news is that my (now) ex-friend hates me to infinity. (You know...that christianity-obsessed child I keep telling you about...) *cough!baka!cough!* Ahem...anyway, she doesn't like me anymore, which now means I am best-friendless. That's alright though, it will be just like the old days!:) (Actually, that was last year, but who's counting?) Looks like it's back to being a Lone Wolf...Cest la vie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; have good news though! I think I know someone who can get a web page-compatible copy of "Bokura No War Game" (Goes with the story I'm a-writin'!)  to put on this page. Though the MIDI I have here onw isn't working very well, I'm trying to get other music up. I'll let you guys know as soon as I do. ^_~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out, guys...See ya later!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If I weren't in a body cast right now, I'd go over there and beat the clam chowder out of 'em!"&lt;/i&gt; - Barthrox, "This War Game"&lt;br /&gt;&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/3293281-10584414?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10584414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10584414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10584414' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10317536</id><published>2002-03-02T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-03-02T21:03:17.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quick Update...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh joy...I got a new song. It's called 'Sail Away' by Enya. I'm glad I finally got a good mp3 song on here; but I &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; want the mp3 for 'History of a Boring Town' or 'All My Best Friends are Metal Heads.' If you know where I might be able to get one, sendme a neomail, okieday? On to other topics of discussion...:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer your question, we &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; getting a message board, when I get around to it. I'd do it sooner, but unfortunately, I am very lazy. I blame them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;STILL&lt;/b&gt; about 5' 2", and most likely still shrinking. Here's a little trivia question for you all: am I an A) elf   B) Dwarf   C) Hobbit  or,  D) Weird-mutant-fan-girl-shrinking-thing.   I seriously hope it is not B or D. As for anything else: oh well. That's the way life goes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; put up more links! I promise! I just have a bunch of other things to do at the moment, and haven't been able to get around to it. I'll TRY to get it done tomorrow, okie???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...I know I'm sad...but I'm opening my very own (which is what I've always wanted) Tai shrine! YAY!!! (Dont' you look at me like that!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot of new stuff? Too bad. Life's tough. Get over it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Shetmuai, peeps!&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/3293281-10317536?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10317536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10317536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10317536' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10210410</id><published>2002-02-27T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T22:01:48.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAHA! Made you look!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you all got the joke about the 1 million dollars thing, eh? A neofriend of mine gave me the URL to that 'you are an idiot' thing, and I thought it would make a real good prank to pull on all of you people:) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...you guys are too easy...:)&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/3293281-10210410?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10210410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10210410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10210410' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10210225</id><published>2002-02-27T21:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T21:56:43.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorry I Didn't Update Sooner...But...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for things over the web...and I found it! So, in celebration, I put up a link in the link section. It is a link to...BRRRRSH! AGH! WARNING 404: FATAL PHP ERRROR!!! OVER AND OUT...BRRRRSH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now go away...&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/3293281-10210225?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10210225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10210225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10210225' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10085578</id><published>2002-02-24T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-24T20:35:44.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hey! Where's &lt;i&gt;My&lt;/i&gt; Sidekick?!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Everyone else has a sidekick but me: Pan-Chan &amp; Miaka, Kenji &amp; Laura, Squee &amp; Pip. So where's mine!? I must be one-in-7.8 billion. Yes: my school is full of other weirdos and 'freaks' just like myself; but what then? There is not one other person I know like me...so I'm left sidekick-less. *ahem* maybe I should explain this to you in more specific detail...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no one else I know who is an anime freak&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no one I know of who loves jackals&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, come to think of it, I don't know any other girls in my school who aren't totally obsessed with boys and makeup! (which, by the way, I am not.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not talking about having a sidekick from one of my stories either. I'm talking about a real person, and not jsut some book character I made up. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Oh well...maybe I'll just tape a big red sign on my locker that says, "SIDEKICK WANTED: CALL ME." Heh:) That would probably get their attention. Now to another topic of discussion:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;I am now 5' 2"- and still shrinking...&lt;/b&gt; Yes, yes...I know this is getting very weird. Hmm...maybe my friend was right about me turning into a hobbit. *shudder* I sure hope not! It's not like I have anything against hobbits OR hobbit fans; I just don't want to be one! My mother says it's becasue I have bad posture. Maybe so. Maybe. Hopefully she's right, and I'm not turning into some kind of mutant-elf-girl. And if I do: Oh well! Cest la vie! Bleh. That just means I can sneak up on people real easy, and when they're not looking, jump out and scare the crap out of them!!! Hm...wonder what that would be like...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Xhira: *sneaks up on fat lady*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat lady: La de da...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xhira: *jumps out* BOO-GA-BOO-GA-BOOOOOO!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat lady: AUUUUUUUUUG!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xhira: HAHA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eh...something like that...only not so full of cheez. Well, hopefully I'll be back to my former height soon. Bleh...again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There &lt;b&gt;were&lt;/b&gt; some good points of my day, though. I watched some Mon Kolle Knights re-runs; Cowboy Bebop was all reruns too...boring. boring, but fun. Then I tried to download this fan-dubbed copy of Digimon03 on the comp, but it wouldn't go through because my connection was a bit slow. I got some more writings completed. I'd like to post them on 0catch when the whole series is complete. Then I went and checked DigiAvalon's homepage for new stuff; a new chapter to her fic and a piccy to go with it: not half bad either! And that...was pretty much my day. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;i&gt;"I was just thinking how funny the word blastoff sounds. If you say it over and over, it sounds like the name of some Russian guy! Blastoff, blastoff, blastoff, blastoff..."&lt;/i&gt; -Gluko, Mon Kolle Knights&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have a "good" time surviving another week...&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/3293281-10085578?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10085578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10085578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10085578' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10056157</id><published>2002-02-23T21:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-23T21:42:17.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Answer a Few Questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second post for the day, but I wanted to answer some questions that I have recently been getting through NeoMail on &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com"&gt;NeoPets.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUESTIONS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What is your favorite kind of NeoPet?"&lt;/b&gt;    Though it is hard for me to choose just one, (they're all so cute!) I think it would have to be the Lupe:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Why do you like Jackals so much?"&lt;/b&gt;   Hmm...this one's a toughie...Jackals have always been a very important part of me, and I'm not sure why. It's just this odd bond that I feel with them; it's quite hard for me to explain, but if you'd like to send me a message, I'll be more than happy to explain myself ot you:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Will you join my guild?"&lt;/b&gt;   No, I'm quite sorry, but I am already a member in a guild, and a very good one at that. But if you want me to help with graphics of HTML for your guild, just ask! That's what I'm here for, after all. ^_~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you have a crush on that Tai kid?"&lt;/b&gt;   ...*glare* Nuber one: Lots of people think I do, but read my lips: CARTOON CHARACTER. Number two: Can you say 'Idol'? Lots of people think I do, and I find it rather embaressing when they ask me, but to answer your question: no ;p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you like green beans?"&lt;/b&gt;   Due to the frightening cafeteria food at my school: no&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you have an actually web &lt;i&gt;site&lt;/i&gt; or just a blog?"&lt;/b&gt;   I used to have a wesite at envy.nu, but it closed down and deleted all the sites hosted there. I don't have one currently, but I plan to get one in the future:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What are you rated?"&lt;/b&gt;   Well, (like Pan-Chan) I am usually a very nice G-rated person, except when I am very angry, then I am a PG-rated person. My only acception to my G-rated rule is this "Digital Sushi" thing that affeliated with me. Never been there myself, but I've heard it's supposed to be really popular up north, and should get my lots of hits, so I accepted there affeliateship request. Maybe that explains the warning label on the navigation links, eh?:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you really have a dog named Khaibit?"&lt;/b&gt;  No, I do not really have a dog named Khaibit. Khaibit is one of the characters I use when I write:) However, for all of you who RP with me on the NeoPets Role-Playing section (Hi, Squee! Hi, Evilbunny!) I actually &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; have a stuffed dog named Mr. Khai, who I DID named after my imaginary character Khaibit:) (Mr. Khai is a little stuffed wolf-dog that I have sitting by my computer; he keeps me company ^_^)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You spelled something wrong at OdD pLaCe!!!"&lt;/b&gt;   I'm quite sorry if I have an occasional spelling error, but I type rather quickly and don't always catch my mistakes; so please forgive any mis-spellings:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh:) I hope that set everyone straight if they had questions:) I will get a temporary email address up here soon, but in the meantime, just send me a NeoMail on NeoPets if you have a question. My username should be very easy to find, but if it isn't, just look for me on the NeoPets Roll-Playing board, and I will most likely be right there, RPing with my friends:) See you all soon...definitely:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your still-turning-into-a-short-little-hobbit webmistress,&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3293281-10056157?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10056157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10056157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#10056157' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-10052845</id><published>2002-02-23T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-23T21:13:56.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wonder what planet parents are from...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; sorry that the last update had ot be deleted, but there are two certain people living in my house who can't seem to keep their noses in their own business and out of my life. (YES, I AM TALKING TO YOU!!!) I am really beginning to despise these people! *screams and kicks ramdom things* Not only did they invade on my &lt;b&gt;personal journal&lt;/b&gt; they wrote somthing in it, which makes me even more cheezed-off! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make matters even worse, they hacked my email, those lousy little dudes did! How dare they!!! Excuse me while I go find something to hit &lt;b&gt;really, really&lt;/b&gt; HARD!...*goes in closet and screams, yells, hits and elplodes*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now, with that out of my system, I think I'll continue griping. And: furthermore, "chao" &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; indeed spelled correctly! It it actually ancient UN for "see you later" or "bye." So if any of you read the update that was previously out here, please kindly disreguard everything that was posted here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ON A SIDE NOTE OT THE PEOPLE (you know who you are!) WHO MESSED UP MY JOURNAL:&lt;/b&gt; I'm very disappointed in you for what you did! I'd never in my wildest dreams thought that you would &lt;b&gt;EVER&lt;/b&gt; sink to that level!!! How dare you! First you take away my hobbies, home, friends, and dreams, but then you take away what little left I have of my nothing-life! I think someone should come rip &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; heart out of your chest, and then you'll know what every day is like for me!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for those of you whom this does not apply, but I felt it necessary to post so maybe in the future these "people" as they call themselves, will learn to keep their noses in their own business and out of other people's journals. And hopefully, fate will catch up with them and come bakc and bite them in the rear for all the pain they have ever caused me. (Maybe THIS will teach them to keep out of other people's personal lives!!!) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I &lt;b&gt;WILL&lt;/b&gt; post an alternative email address for all my pen-pals, somewhere where nosey people can't get in and hack it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite sorry I had to do this, everyone. I hope it never happens again.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   See you soon...hopefully...&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/3293281-10052845?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10052845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/10052845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#10052845' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9978672</id><published>2002-02-21T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-21T17:07:51.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh great...now I'm turning into a hobbit!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Well, at leatst that's what my friend said. Hmm...maybe I'd better start at the beginning; it all started this morning...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up (as usual), brushed my teeth (show me that smile!), but the worst part was, I didn't get enough sugar from the measily two toaster studles that I ate for breakfast. (normally I eat three...darn packaging companies...) When my mother walked int the room, I suddenly felt...em...a bit &lt;i&gt;shorter&lt;/i&gt; than usual... (Gee...that's odd...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then when I went to put on my favorite pair of shoes (Which by the way, fit me yesterday...) they were too small! Now, feet grow very gradually. I don't know about you, but I've never heard of feet growing &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; fast. Despite my discomfort, I had to go to Prison Camp. (Or as some call it, "school")&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You see, I am one of the tallest students in my class, and always have been; however, to my dismay, when I got to school, I figured out that I was about three or so inches shorter than yesterday! Everyone who was taller than me yesterday, now towers about 1 to 2 inches over my head! (Okay, &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; this is getting freaky...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It made me think clear through english, and into my favorite subject: History. (Last year we studdied American history; this year, we get to do ancient history! Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;I turned to my friend, (You know...the christianity-obsessive-preahcer-girl...) and I asked her if she thought that something was a bit strange today...like my height for instance...As usual, she turned it into a my-religion-versus-yours dicussion, so I jsut dropped it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the shuttle bus, my friend concluded that I must be turning into a Hobbit. (Hmm...short, big feet...sounded very convincing...) After everything that happened today, I was actually pretty likely to believe her...that is until she claimed that the girl sitting behind us on the bus is an ork or a troll. ( Well...in was one of the two...can't remember tho &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All I can do is hope. Hope that when I wake up tomorrow my feet aren't hairy, and I'm back ot my normal 5' 4 1/2". Think tall...think tall...think tall...think tall....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your Non-Hobbit webmistress,&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/3293281-9978672?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9978672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9978672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9978672' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9902922</id><published>2002-02-19T19:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-19T19:11:14.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um...Today's Update&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As you can most likely tell from the title of the update, I am in a very weird state right now. I stayed home from school today, becasueI wasn't feeling in tip-top shape. In that time, I listened to some radom music by Judy and Mary, and (somehow) managed to eat half a bag of Cheese Puffs. Than I had to brush my dog, because he is going though his spring shedding and you can barely take a step in our house without landing in a pile of dog hair. (I got three brushes full of hair off him, too!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Next, I had to go on a bunch of errands with my mother, which took about fours hours. When I came home, I had to practice piano, because my mother is making me take lessons on how ot play the darn thing. Then I came home, only to find that (as usual) my father is very grouchy and irritable. (Did I spell that right?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Heh...guess I'm just having a very off day. I checked my email, but I guess I'm out of luck, because I don't have any new messages in my inbox. Though I did send an email to a friend to ask for advice on what to do about this "preacher" girl who talks about nothing but her religion. (Good cheez, that girl is annoying!) I fed my NeoPets; I made a new CD; I took a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; long nap; I woke up; I ate dinner (yuck!); I came an updated this page. Boring? I thought you'd say something like that, eh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Have to go to school tomorrow. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow will be better. Maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&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/3293281-9902922?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9902922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9902922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9902922' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9865571</id><published>2002-02-18T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-19T19:18:24.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;XHIRA'S QUEST...(for those who are playing.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU HAVE FOUND THE NEXT CLUE IN XHIRA'S QUEST! CONGRATULATIONS!&lt;/b&gt; Your clue is: &lt;i&gt;"North, South, East or West? Which link do you think will work the best?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who are wondering what in the world I am talking about, here's the scoop: Xhira's Quest is a quest game that I invented that has people search the four corners of the world wide web to bring me the answer to my untimate quest! It takes major brain power, and time to ponder the answer to each question, but the reward is well worth it! Each time you find a new clue, you get closer and closer to the answer! The answer could be just about anywhere, so you have to be extra careful where and when you search!:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, you can not play without a specific invitation, but you are most perfectly welcome to take part in my next game: CROSS-OVER SURVIVOR! (Coming Mar 1st!!!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on Xhira's Quest!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-9865571?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9865571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9865571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9865571' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9801670</id><published>2002-02-16T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-16T20:15:36.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* Sorry about that little outburst, but I'm just &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; happy! We didn't have assigned seats on the bus on the cosmosphere field trip! But, that's &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; what I'm excited about: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I finally got the OdD pLaCe Gallery up! YAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; This is most obviously a huge accomplishment for me, since &lt;b&gt;somehow&lt;/b&gt; I found a site that provides free web hosting! Anyway, I'm going to get the rest of this stuff up &lt;i&gt;really soon&lt;/i&gt;...I promise!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Other than that, I will probably be getting a new MIDI file sometime in the next few days, so that will be something to look forward to:)&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao for now, guys...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-9801670?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9801670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9801670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9801670' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9740487</id><published>2002-02-14T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-14T19:37:03.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bleh...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a field trip tomorrow. We're going to the cosmosphere. Normally I'd be excited. There's one problem: I think we might have assigned seats! Talk about cruelty ot children. I really hope we don't have assigned seats; and if we do, I hope I don't get paired with one of those incessant-talker typed kids that no matter how hard you try you just can't get them to shut up. Look on the bright side...at least I only have to sit on the bus for an hours or so...instead of 3 like last year. Oh well. Bleh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got more fan-mail! *does lame little victory dance* Yay! Anyway, sorry to keep you waiting...here's one of them:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dear JQ:"&lt;/i&gt; (Wow! They called me JQ!) &lt;i&gt;"What &lt;b&gt;other&lt;/b&gt; music do you listen to. OTHER THEN Less Than Jake??? peace out!" -Justin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My reply:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;*gives Justin weird glare* &lt;b&gt;other than&lt;/b&gt; Less Than Jake?! Hmm...let me think for a minute...Less Than Jake &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; my favorite band, but other than that, I listen to stuff by Metallica (YAY), Nickelback, Dr. Rin Ni Kiitemite (Japanese singer), Ai Maeda (yet, another Japanese singer), Live, Aqua, and...*blush* things from the broadway show, CATS. ;) Thanks for the question, Justin!   -=-Xhira-=-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oddest question that I've recieved yet, but at least I'm getting mail. Well, got to go make a CD for the long trip to the cosmosphere tomorrow! Bye! *dash*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chao, guys (and girls)&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-9740487?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9740487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9740487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9740487' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9623617</id><published>2002-02-11T17:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-11T17:49:54.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Freaky Frida- er, Monday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am finally back on my scheldule of updating this once daily. Guess what? &lt;b&gt;I got a fan message yesterday!&lt;/b&gt; Here it is:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Xhira Von Siris,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with you and this "Jackal" thing? Are you obsessed or what?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ashley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;My reply:&lt;/b&gt; Ah...good question! My answer is, yes! I &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; love Jackals. I wouldn't use the word 'obsessed' though. I prefer the term &lt;i&gt;"obsessively exuberant."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for the mail, Ashley! Got a question for me? Email me at: Xhira@webgeekz.zzn.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh...anyway, I don't know about you, but my day totally stunk...&lt;b&gt;except the T*t sever is back up, thanks to Yee_von!&lt;/b&gt;  Now I want all of you to go worship Yee_von.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURRENT-CRAP:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current obsession(s): Taichi Kamiya (::blush::), Jackals (always...), WinMX&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current song: "Mr. Mistoffelees" ("Oh, wow! A-never was there ever, a cat so clever as Magical Mr. Mistoffelees...")&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on: OdD pLaCe, Nyrobes' homepage, O.P. Images Gallery:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note(s): This is absolutely the most pathetic, lame excuse for an update I have ever seen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to stop my incesant babbling and let you be on your merry little way. And, &lt;i&gt;oh boy...&lt;/i&gt; I have school tomorrow. I hope I don't break my back jumping for joy. Anyway, gotta run! ::dash::&lt;br /&gt;&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/3293281-9623617?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9623617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9623617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9623617' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9576280</id><published>2002-02-10T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T10:17:07.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Am Going Slowly Crazy 1-2-3-4-5-6, Switch!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually that is from a song I was taught at about age three. I am &lt;bso sorry&lt;/b&gt; that I haven't updated this in a while. I've been really busy; &lt;i&gt;tons&lt;/i&gt; to do at school. (or prison camp, as I call it.) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some Lupe/Aisha NeoPets(c) stuff for my webpage. It &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; stopped snowing. And here's a little shock for you all: &lt;b&gt;That darn T*t server is &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; down!&lt;/b&gt;  I think I'm just going to give up on T*t and look for something good from WAF. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, on the bright side of things, I finally downloaded the Mr. Mistoffelees song from the CATS soundtrack. I've been listening to it all day yesterday, and today. I now have I stuck in my head, and when I got on neopets to get a new pet last night, I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; had it stuck in my head, so I just &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to name it Mistofeleez. (The spelling is weird because the proper spelling is already taken.) Anyway, I am going to &lt;b&gt;try&lt;/b&gt; to get some more junk up here really soon:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and all of you who have been trying to contact me through neopets on my account, those darned Neo-Nazis who call themselves the neopets team &lt;b&gt;froze it for no reason&lt;/b&gt; so if you need to contact me, just use email:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-9576280?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9576280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9576280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9576280' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9233938</id><published>2002-01-31T09:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T10:06:26.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SNOWED IN...FOR TWO DAYS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been snowed in for the past two days. The good part is that I got two days off from school. The bad part is that I can't go anywhere. Bleh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The T*t server is &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; down because the site was consuming way too much bandwidth at one time. I'm looking for an alternative though. I should hive this thing completely up and running in another week or two.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In the meanwhile, I'm trying to amuse myself so I won't go totally insane. (the bad kind of insane) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;What I've been doing for the past two days:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was going to clean my garage, but then it snowed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I drew some pictures of my new character, Fang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I put up more things on my wall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I got on NeoPets&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I cleaned out files I don't use from my computer&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wrote a new story (it's boring; trust me)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I downloaded Less Than Jake's, 'Soundcheck'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I listened to soundcheck until I memorized all the words&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I called the movie theatre to see what's playing this weekend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I made plans to go see Lord of The Rings...&lt;b&gt;again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I bruhed up on the last of my HTML skills...watch this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I am definately NOT going insane&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I taped comics to my wall...don't know why; just like reading them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever hear the word 'snow' again, I think I'm going to go crazy. I love snow. However I don't love snow when I keeps me inside for two straight days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for a warm day,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &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/3293281-9233938?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9233938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9233938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9233938' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9173154</id><published>2002-01-29T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T16:45:05.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you all know I usually come up here everyday and rant and ramble about how much more stuff I put up here. Just for a change, I think I'm just going to talk for a while...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I think eventually, someone's going to have to pay for my insanity. And I seriously hope it's not me; on account of the fact that I have enough of it to supply a whole army. I'm talking about the &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; kind of insanity.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The peak of my entire day was when I found out that our group got an A on our report. I guess that was good. But eating the cafeteria's famous 'heart-attack-on-a-bun' just about made that A not count for anything.Oh well. Bleh.&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a math test&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed six questions&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to snow&lt;br&gt;and if I don't get a snow day...I don't know what I am going to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Think snow. Think snow. Think snow. Think snow. Think snow...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally downloaded more Less Than Jake songs. My favorite is 'I Think I Love You.' Anyway, here's the lyrics:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;i&gt;I'm sleepin' right in the middle of a good dream&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all at once I wake up, 'cause something that keeps knockin' at my brain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go and say it I put a pillow to my head&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit up in the bed, screamin' out the words I said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;This morning, I woke up with this feeling,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how to deal with, and so I just decided to myself,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hide it to myself, and never talk about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did not go unshouted,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you walked into the room.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you, so what am I so afraid of?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you, so I guess that's what life is made of.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it worries me to say, that I've never felt this way, yeah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, You really don't have to worry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want to make you happy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you say 'Hey go away,'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think better still I better stay around and love you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I am a fake?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask that to your face&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you, so what am I so afraid of?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that I'm not sure of, a love there is no cure for&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I love you, so that's what life is made of&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it still worries me to say that I've never felt this way!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you love me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lo-o-o-ove you!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is what happens when I am in an odd state. Well, sorry I have to go so soon, but I have a piano class to get to:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao 'til next time:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-9173154?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9173154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9173154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9173154' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9142040</id><published>2002-01-28T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T19:41:14.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crappity crap crap crap!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pardon my French. I'm just really really MAD! That darned T*t server is down again. Bleh. I never trusted that ol' angelfire server anyway. And you all know what that means. Yeah, that's right...we don't have music. Yes, I know it stinks, and as soon as the server's back up, I'm going to go figure something out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In other news, I took down my LiveJournal. I'd like to see how many people can find it:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I also know have my &lt;i&gt;very own&lt;/i&gt; ZZN.com email that I'm hosting! You can click &lt;a href="http://www.webgeekz.zzn.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see it; and maybe sign up if you like it. This is my second update today, so I think I'm just going to shut up for the meanwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing off, 'til next time:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-9142040?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9142040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9142040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9142040' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9134811</id><published>2002-01-28T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T15:52:31.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;  OK, I guess I figured that I should put up a little about myself now that I've been running this site for a while:) So, I have prepared the 'About Me' section. It's not really elaberate...&lt;i&gt;yet.&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, the good news is, now we should have music! Yay! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, thanks a &lt;b&gt;TON&lt;/b&gt; to the T*t guild for letting me have this music! You guys are the best, T*t! So, while you're here, be sure to check out the new &lt;b&gt;about me&lt;/b&gt; section!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao, dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&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/3293281-9134811?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9134811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9134811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9134811' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9119638</id><published>2002-01-28T06:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-01-28T06:41:44.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't updated my LiveJournal for a while, so sorry to all of you who like to read whatever junk I write in there. However, I &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; add another link. This one's to the Less Than Jake website. Just to let those of you who don't know, Less Than Jake is only &lt;i&gt;the greatest&lt;/i&gt; rock band in the history of the known world...well, at least I think so. Anyway, my gallery is moving right along, and will most likely be finished sometime tonight or tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  OK! OK! I didin't get the music up; but that's only because the T*t server is down:(  But if it's back up tonight, we &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; have music.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-bye, Ya'll! (No! Of course I &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; really talk like that^_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3293281-9119638?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9119638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9119638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9119638' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-9071223</id><published>2002-01-26T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-01-26T13:35:29.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! I am &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; sorry I haven't updated this for a while.:(  But I have some good news! I have &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; completed the 'Neo Dance' and added it to the link section. Other than that, nothing else is new...except for that big...giant...mountain of *shudder* homework on my desk. Which by the way, I better go take care of, before it starts growin'!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3293281-9071223?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9071223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/9071223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9071223' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-8948591</id><published>2002-01-22T18:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-01-22T18:43:36.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright everyone...I know, I know...I said I'd get more links up...&lt;b&gt;and I did!&lt;/b&gt; (Have I ever not kept my word?^_^) Well, I am &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt; burried up to the tops of my ears in work today. I had to write a couple paragraphs for my ancient history class, and then I had to do my math &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; write a page on the "I Have a Dream" speach by Martin Luther King Jr. Talk about stress! Ha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the other hand, I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; have some good news. The good news is, &lt;b&gt;we're getting a gallery!&lt;/b&gt; The other good news is, &lt;b&gt;we're getting music, too!&lt;/b&gt; If I don't get the music up today, I'll get it up tomorrow or the day after that; same thing goes for the gallery. FYI: The gallery is basically things that I made; Artwork, poems, stories etc. But in the future, I &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; add a feature so you can submit things for the gallery.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chao, friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3293281-8948591?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/8948591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/8948591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8948591' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3293281.post-8919251</id><published>2002-01-21T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-01-21T20:57:18.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 01-21-02: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, I finally got this darn thing up! Yay for me! Well, I am your hostess, Xhira. This is a personal page of mine (open to the public of course) about stuff, ranting, (my personal fave,) Jackals, what's on my mind, and just stuff in general! I'm going to add lots more on this site once I get a chance, I promise! But, in the meanwhile, I don't have any links up! :(  That's alright though! I should have some stuff up in the next few days, and have set a deadline of 02.02.02 for this thing to be complete. I hope you return soon, 'cause this things gonna be &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;!!!  Chao 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/3293281-8919251?l=oddplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/8919251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3293281/posts/default/8919251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oddplace.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8919251' title=''/><author><name>Xhira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03553191634078330125</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
