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  <title>Freakapaloza</title>
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  <updated>2007-10-03T10:58:33Z</updated>
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    <title>A Wee Little Bat</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T10:49:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Hey guys! Today when I was at the bazaar beside the Ushuludin Mosque, I found a little bat. He's so cute! But so helpless. Aww. I found it in the gutter and it was running in circles. I feel so bad for it. I want to take it home, but my mom kept saying it will bite (lol. although my mom also thought that it's cute. And she offered me to touch it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="lookie!"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;img alt="LOOKIE! IT&amp;#39;S A BAT" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs20/f/2007/276/8/b/Bat_Country_by_abusedmember.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my mom, she said Ryne Sanborn was cute. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>I Never Thought That Going to High School Would Make a Difference</title>
    <published>2007-09-29T15:30:01Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Oh my god. It has been so long since I wrote something here. Wow. A lot of things changed in these past few months. Ummm. For starters, I'm in &lt;b&gt;High School &lt;/b&gt;now and I think that high school sucks. Spencer moved, so I don't have a close friend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daily things that happened to me segment:&lt;br /&gt;- I got into the advanced class in high school&lt;br /&gt;- I'm soooo over Sandy&lt;br /&gt;- I think he hates me&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone has changed&lt;br /&gt;- I'm facing with a health problem, but it's not that serious&lt;br /&gt;- I can't make proper art anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been feeling so happy every time I go to school. Everytime I walk on my school's lawn, I feel so empty inside. Maybe it's because the gang is separated now. Jon isn't in the same class as I am; Spencer moved; that leaves me with Brendon in the advanced class. But now, even my class is not fun anymore, unlike when I was in the 9th grade. I was in an advanced class to when I was in the 9th grade, and all of us (the class) were very close with each other, just like the Wildcats, but we're the Stinky Louses. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Wildcats, I'm so in love with Ryne Sanborn. Although he's not as famous as Mr. Efron, I still love him. And I was thinking, hmmm..., if my class is the Wildcats, I would play as Kelsi (because I really like playing the piano and I'm sometimes shy like her) and Sandy would be playing Jason. Because he's so.... ummm how do I say it? A bit slow yet under estimated, same like Jason. But that'll never happen. I'm totally positive that Sandy doesn't like me, better yet, he hates me. I dunno why, but ever since we're in high school, he rarely talks to me. Unlike the past few years I spent with him when we were in junior high. Well, everybody changes..., even though I don't like it, I'll have to bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's all from me right now. See ya at the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan_Freakazoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;xoxo&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tasteh!</title>
    <published>2007-01-14T05:19:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-14T05:19:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Chemical Romance - The End</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yayness. I have the time to write another post. It's been a long time since I've wrote something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The daily "Things That Happened To Me" segment. But now with their own chapters! HAHAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="How To Win In The Game of LIFE"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Game of LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lately, me, Spence, Jon, Brendon, Nuke Head, and Sandy likes to play LIFE. You know, the game where you spin a wheel and move your car untill you get marry and have children and have mid life crisis. Well, you get my point. See, I thought that they wouldn't like those kinda games. But I was wrong. They loved it and can't get their paws out of it! Lol, not really. &lt;br /&gt;So on the first time we tried to play it together (without Brendon), Sandy got a job as a doctor then he lost his job and got a job as... I forgot and his salary was the lowest. LOL!!! Spencer got a job as a Tech something and got a $60.000 salary. She always gets the money &lt;font size="1"&gt;and she married Paul Banks too&lt;/font&gt;. Nuke Head was okay... except the part where he and Sandy always exchange their salary with eachother because he always got the "Change a Salary with another player" square. Jon was so busy with his life and with his wife! HAHA! Jon if you're reading this, pick the right wife. Will it be "LA" or Brenda? &lt;br /&gt;At the end, Spencer is the richest. Because she married Paul Banks! On the second time we played LIFE, she married Ben Gibbard and had a rocky start. I think Paul Banks is a lucky charm. I think I should marry him! Nah, I'm sticking with Frank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The message: So kids, if you want to be rich in the game of LIFE, marry Paul Banks! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Shake Your Booty Carlos!"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The CAS BBQ Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Remember when I said the I'm going to a pool party? I did go, but it wasn't a pool party. They changed it to a BBQ rock climbing party because the pool was empty.&lt;br /&gt;At first we played with this extremely huge ball... HUGE! And it got the sweat out of me. After that, we ate. Things I ate:&lt;br /&gt;- Hotdog with mustard... love!&lt;br /&gt;- A brownie, chocolicious!&lt;br /&gt;- A donut. I asked Carlos to eat half of my donut because I couldn't finish it. But he said he passes.&lt;br /&gt;- A marshmallow dipped in chocolate. GAAH!!! I want more!&lt;br /&gt;- A piece of that freakin' delicious angel cake dipped in chocolate. *drools*&lt;br /&gt;- I drank a root beer float.... The ice cream was so tasty! Or TASTEH if you speak Fergie language.&lt;br /&gt;- I drank an apple juice too&lt;br /&gt;After putting all of those food into my stomach, it was rock climbing time! I got half way to the top, but because my hands just couldn't take it anymore, I didn't get to the top. And now my arms, hands and body feel sore. Why?!&lt;br /&gt;Rock climbing... finish. Now it's dodge ball session! It was really..., well, interesting. I got to see Carlos shake his booty! LOL! That's priceless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="New Year Party Full of Wierd Things"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinclair's New Year Dance Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The day after the BBQ party, Sinclair had a party. He invited us when we went to the BBQ party. The seven of us said sure, but at the end, there were only three of us that went. It was me, Ryan (a friend of mine) and Riza.&lt;br /&gt;I first came to the party with Ryan, only the two of us. Riza wasn't there yet. Then I saw this dark room with colorful lights and the kids dancing here and there. They look so well dressed (and I'm talking about the girls. They wear make up to these kinda things). I couldn't dance, so I just follow what they did. Diyana asked me to dance with her and her friends, and when I saw them dance I was like "What the?!". They were shaking their booty and did a belly dance, which I can't do that by the way. Scary...&lt;br /&gt;And then came this slow song and everybody was slow dancing. Fuck, SLOW DANCE PEOPLE! And a girl (Katie) asked Ryan to dance with her. Gah! Gayness. But it was funny though. I got his picture and it turned out like they both were clubbing somewhere. LOL. Then came my life saver, RIZA! I asked him to dance with me. He put his hands on my hips and I put mine on his shoulder. Awkward!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I slow danced with Ryan too before Riza came and he was a bad dancer! So, Ryan scored a dance with one of the CAS girl, what about me?! Well people, with some miracle and guts, I asked a guy to slow dance with me. That guy was... Sinclair! He was too busy in his music room, putting on the music for these kids and never get to feel the sensation of dancing, so I asked him to dance with me. Surprisingly he said yes. So again, awkwardness arrived because a guy never put his hands on my hips before... well except for Andra because he's a drag queen.&lt;br /&gt;When me and Sinclair danced, we talked alot. It was fun. He was so nice. We talked about the party, about accidents that happened, about him gonna be gone in like a year. Good times....&lt;br /&gt;Other things that happened that night were:&lt;br /&gt;1. Silal was obsessed about the haunted bathroom in my school&lt;br /&gt;2. Silal kept telling Ryan to dance with me&lt;br /&gt;3. Silal kept telling that me and Ryan are boyfriend and girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;4. Silal kept telling Ryan to KISS me!!! And we (Silal and me) end up having a conversation about kissing (he's in the 5th grade by the way). &lt;br /&gt;Pretty much things that happened to me had something to do with &lt;em&gt;Silal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ryan ended the day with a talk with Sinclair and Diyana. All of the kids already went home, including Riza. So we talked for awhile and we end up exchanging phone number and e-mails. It was one of the best day of my life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>My Chemical Romance Overdose</title>
    <published>2006-12-23T04:35:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-23T05:14:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cute Is What We Aim For - The Curse of Curves</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;GAAAHNESS! I'm going crazy by the day! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my internet is being an ass right now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this is what happened these past few days:&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Brendon's house because I don't have anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;- Drew a lot of arts&lt;br /&gt;- Ate J Co Donuts! I &amp;lt;3 Sugar Ice! &lt;br /&gt;- Ate Krispy Kreme..., wierd name, for the first time and drank a drink made out of a fruit called Terong Belanda or in English, Dutch Eggplant, mixed with Fanta (Brendon's house is full of wierd things... but I like it!).&lt;br /&gt;- Watching the sky all day, hoping it would stop raining and show me some sunshine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now I'm watching CD USA and there's this band called Veruca Salt. Very rock and roll. I love the fact that there are girls in the band. But the wierd part was the band's name. Veruca Salt? Were they thinking of Veruca in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory or something when they're trying to come up with the band's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Too. Much! I. Can't. Take. It! (well not really)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too. Much! I. Can't. Take. It! (well, not really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Channel V and MTV is driving me crazy! They're literally playing My Chemical Romance's 'Welcome to the Black Parade' over and over and over and over again. I think I've watched it twice..., THIS MORNING! I know they're cool and everything and I know that they're Channel V's Spot Light Artist, but this is madness! I think I need to reduce my dose of My Chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Rock Legends are BADASSES!"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rock Legends are BADASSES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I watched VH1 Rock Honors yesterday, and it rocked my pretty little socks! But I was pretty much interested in the Queen performance. Foo Fighters were there to pay tribute to Queen. Those two bands played together and rocked the whole place. I know Dave played drum in his previous band, but I never actually see him play a full song. So yesterday was the first time I see Dave play drums with his drummer and Queen's drummer too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Guitar Hero Tips Are The Funniest"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guitar Hero Tips Are The Funniest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For you Guitar Heroes who likes to play the most awsome game ever, Guitar Hero, you must know that everytime it loads a song, there's a tip for us band kids. So you must know there's a tip like this, "Don't let the drummer have the microphone. It'll just end up in tears". When I saw that, I remembered on the Thanksgiving celebration, for the first time we heard Sandy, our drummer, sing. And literally we end up in tears! Not tears of joy..., but tears of laughter! I ROFLMAO-ed! From that, I came to a conclusion... Guitar Hero tips are true! You need to follow them!&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Crazy Things Mixed Into One!</title>
    <published>2006-12-14T05:56:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-14T05:56:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Panic! at The Disco - Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="I Have Short Term Memory Loss! NOOOO!"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blehness&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, instead of studying for my Math exam, me and my sister looked at old photo albums. It contains pictures of me when I was 2 I think... and where did the pictures took place? It's in freakin' &lt;strong&gt;AMERICA&lt;/strong&gt;! Fuckness! I went to America and didn't even remember a thing! So this is the story. My dad got an offer to work in America for 8 months. And he brought the whole family of course. We went from New York... to I think... somewhere in California (maybe). We even went to &lt;strong&gt;LAS VEGAS&lt;/strong&gt;! Oh my God, how I regret having a short term memory loss (wtf?). Why did my dad brought me to those beautiful places when I was a kid? I said to my sister, "Why, oh why? We went to Las Vegas for God's sake! Maybe I even accidentally bumped into Brendon, Ryan, and Spencer there!". That's not the only place that we went to. We had our very own &lt;em&gt;Euro Trip&lt;/em&gt; too! I've been to London, Paris, Holand; but yet again, I forgot all of those things!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at those pictures made me and my sister think... what if my dad agreed to work there for life (because he was offered to work in America, I think in Atlanta or something, by his friend)? Maybe I never even knew Spencer.., Jon..., or even Brendon Freakazoids! So instead, we're thinking of doing a program called 'Home Stay' where you could live with another family in another country. I'd do that! Maybe I'll live with my grandfather's friend in Holand. Or with my mom's step sister in Australia. It could happen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="A Penis Is Enough To Remind You Of A Prank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talking About Pete Wentz' Penis Reminded Me of A Prank&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, me and Jon talked about an icon of Pete logging in into his myspace and inserting Penis as his password (love whoever made that icon!). That reminded me of a prank that I did to my friends. It was the first day of school (the second semester). The night before I went to school, I was looking at my picture collection of Pete (yes I used to have a collection of Pete's&amp;nbsp;freaking pictures, I think I still have it though). I had this brilliant idea about telling my El Jomblo gang, minus Senor Febio, that Pete is my boyfriend. They didn't know who's Pete at that time because Fall Out Boy wasn't the &lt;em&gt;IT&lt;/em&gt; band then. So, they actually believed me! They bought it! LOLness! I told them he is my cousin's friend (his name was Mario by the way. I must give him a new name because I don't want them to know) and he's in a band, as a bassist. I told them that "Mario" is half Indonesian and half Latino.&amp;nbsp;I even showed them pictures!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="peteness" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/maludonks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them that I took this picture when I first met &lt;em&gt;him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="pete and patrick" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/withPatrick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When I showed this one, they even thought that Patrick is me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="pete nakedness" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/wow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this one is pretty much priceless! I told them that he took this picture with &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; camera. Because&amp;nbsp;oddly..., that camera looks like mine. They asked me about the tattoes. Because I told&amp;nbsp;them that he's about 16&amp;nbsp;and I was... 14. And 16 year olds shouldn't get tattoes. SO..., I&amp;nbsp;said to them, it's fake. Those ar fake tattoes that&amp;nbsp;he got from the Australia trip&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="petecakeness" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/Luvthecake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is priceless too! Because it's not a coincidence that I have this picture while my birthday was a month ago! So&amp;nbsp;I told them that he made the cake just for me!&amp;nbsp;And ate it alone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="crazyness" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/LookatmeImcrazy.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;This one... hmmm... o yeah! I told them that he and his band went to Australia to perform on this gig. And he did that while performing! Lolness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end I told them who he was and... at first they didn't believe me. I convinced them by showing the Fall Out Boy album.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Moving Is A BIG Thing For ME"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talked With My Sister About Me and My Family Moving To Kuwait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this talk with my sister, that my dad is gonna be offer to work in Kuwait. Well if you don't know where's Kuwait, I think it's in Arab. I'm going to Arab... and going to an International school there! What???! And a few months ago, my mom even asked me what if we move to Rumbai? I know it's only 3 hours from where I live now, but still... NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Wearing A Cowboy Hat To A Pool Party, Why Not?"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planing What To Wear To A BBQ Pool Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Okay, because of the amount of events we're having with the CAS kids... we're now practically the &lt;em&gt;must invite &lt;/em&gt;person. So they're gonna have a BBQ pool party in January and we're invited (I hope). And I was thinking... what should I wear? I've never been to a pool party before. So I was thinking of wearing casual things like a t-shirt... a boxer. But then I found this Hawaiian skirt... so I tried it! It's cute! I told my sister that I'm wearing that and a boxer under it. AND to add&amp;nbsp;more crazyness, I'm gonna wear a cowboy hat. I can't wait what'll they think when I go there looking like that, doing a man model walk. That'll give them something to talk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="MEB... We'll Miss You"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Conversation with My MEB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My Meb is dying right now... it's falling apart...&amp;nbsp;because Brendon and Jon kept asking about Brenda and Inggri! So... this is (I think) the last conversation that I made... that remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Spencer:&lt;/strong&gt; Is Riza really over Santa Claus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEB&lt;/strong&gt;: ...No...&lt;br /&gt;*caught you red handed Riza!*&lt;br /&gt;So... I think I'm gonna have a funeral for my MEB..., unless there's somebody here knows how to cure a sick Magic Eight Ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked home today with Brendon, on our last day of EXAM&amp;nbsp;(yayness!), and met Brendon's friend on the way. He said that I'm Brendon's girlfriend. What??!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's okay I guess. It's a first for me to have a gay boyfriend. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3 Brendon as a GAY BOYFRIEND!&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stuuuff II</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T14:25:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T14:25:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I just got home from the CAS Winter production thingy and still wearing the clothes that I wore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. We had a pretty much..., warm welcome. Me and the guys [Spencer and the communist twins (Adit and Dimas)] went together and we were pretty much a bit late.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="colorful kidies!" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC011672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..., I think that's all for tonight. My sister's freakin' pissed off that I'm using the computer this late. It's only 9:24 pm by the way! She's just PMS-ing aat me right now. So..., details later!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ryan_freakazoid @ 2006-12-08T12:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T06:11:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T06:11:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nuttin!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Interesting things that happened today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodgeball Mania!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For the first time in Cendana Junior High history, we played Dodgeball! Hell yes! But I've played it twice though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it started when I forced my PE teacher to play Dodgeball. She said that she had to buy the stuffs first then we can play. I never thought that she would buy it all in one day though. So, when we did it, it was pretty much new to the girls. But we had fun playing. At first, it was my team who won. Then Spencer's (Spencer and me are in different team), then my team again. On the third round, my PE teacher played too, but for the opposite team! Noooo! I tried to hit her, failed..., but she kept missing the balls when she wanted to catch it, so she's out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conversations With Ryan's Magic Eight Ball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the shit. I have this magic Eight Ball keychain that I always bring to school and for the past few weeks, my fellow school mates loved to play with it. So I joined in. Occasionally, we asked the Magic Eight Ball for some answers to our freakin' problems like... who likes who... or does she/he like me? But the funniest thing is when it end up like this for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Is Brendon gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magic Eight Ball (MEB)&lt;/strong&gt;: ...Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brendon&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEB&lt;/strong&gt;: ...Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spencer&lt;/strong&gt;: Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEB&lt;/strong&gt;: Doubt it!&lt;br /&gt;LOLness! Love my freakin' eight ball. And there's this conversation that we had with this magic eight ball today. It goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Asked something to the MEB and thought that it lied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spencer&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you lying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEB&lt;/strong&gt;: ...No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: C'mon, in the name of God, tell the truth! Are you lying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEB&lt;/strong&gt;: ...Looks Good...&lt;br /&gt;*So it lied! Mother fucker!!! But, I don't know why, the MEB always tells the real shits!*&lt;br /&gt;.....don't know what to ask any more...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spencer&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEB&lt;/strong&gt;: ...No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spencer&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you closet gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEB&lt;/strong&gt;: ...Yes...&lt;br /&gt;*I rest my case*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homozigot Consists of Homos and Zigots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We had this biology class today and we studied about genetics. There was this term called 'homozigot' which is gene that has two big letters like BB. The teacher showed a dominant homozigot gene, MM. So she asked us what kind of&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;zigot&lt;/em&gt; that is and we said '&lt;strong&gt;HOMO'&lt;/strong&gt;!</content>
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    <title>Birthday at Ryan's House</title>
    <published>2006-12-06T05:13:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-06T05:13:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Chemical Romance - Cancer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday Report&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rate:&lt;/strong&gt; AWSOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Partiers:&lt;/strong&gt; My family, Spencer, Jon, Brendon, Sandy (all The Satays), Maya, Rumby, and Feby (my El Jomblo gang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Happened:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So, on the night of my birthday, I ate this delicious home made chicken steak! My mom rocks. Eventhough there was this problem with my sister (because I think I did something wrong to her and she was all moody). And on that night, I blew my 15 candle twice! Yayness! I got 2 wishes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The day after my official birthday, I planed on celebrating it with The Satays. Playing Guitar Hero, eating and shit. On the morning of that beautiful Sunday, I, as usual, browsed the net. I went to I'm Not Okay.net and chatted with Brendon. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, my sister came with a black plastic bag and we were like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister: Hey, I got some food here (trying to make me jelous)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Me too&lt;br /&gt;Sister: I just bought it&lt;br /&gt;Me: ME TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my El Jomblo gang came out of nowhere and said HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Fuck! They're good! They planned a surprise birthday party with my sister. I was all "Fuck you guys!!" and bury myself in my sister's pillow. They even bought a cake for me! How sweet. Okay, that's the third time I blew my candle. I got three wishes! The El Jomblo party was fun, but because we're growing appart now, it's a bit awkward. Especially when Spencer came. They're not close with Spencer. So it's a room full of awkwardness. But they knew that&amp;nbsp;it's time to&amp;nbsp;move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of us were there, we ate this chicken thingy my mom made. It's delicious. But I don't know why, Brendon only ate a bit of it. I think he doesn't like to eat alot. After that, I, again, blew my 15 candle. This time we finally ate the cake. Hell yes! And then we're finished with the eating. Now it's time for Guitar Hero-ness!&amp;nbsp;Here's how we played:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brendon vs. Spencer&lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;strong&gt;Brendon&lt;/strong&gt; won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jon vs. Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;strong&gt;Jon&lt;/strong&gt; won! (revenge on Jon!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brendon vs. Jon&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;Jon&lt;/strong&gt; won!&lt;br /&gt;And on the finals, &lt;strong&gt;Jon vs. Sandy&lt;/strong&gt; (he's on the finals because he's a Guitar Hero expert).... obviously.... &lt;strong&gt;SANDY WON&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Sandy is the Guitar Hero King!!! But we all tried to beat Sandy on this, and of course we failed. Fuck! Sandy even cheated when he played with me! But, cheat or no cheat, he's still the king.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, we still played Guitar Hero, while watching Snakes on a Plane: Fast and&amp;nbsp;Voiced by Us Version. Jon wanted to se the porn scene, so we gave it to him! Lol! He couldn't sleep after that I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was a shitty day though. Jon (the 'teacher') announced that we can't bring our cellphones to school again! FUCK YOU! Hate that Jon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : I BEAT JON ON THE SECOND TIME WE PLAYED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S : I'm gonna see Connor again later!!!</content>
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    <title>Birthday Corpse!</title>
    <published>2006-12-02T04:51:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-02T04:51:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cobra Starship - Snakes On a Plane (Bring It)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So today is my birthday, yayness for me. I got ten text message from my friends and families&amp;nbsp;at midnight. How can those guys stay up so late?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got a lot of greets from my friends. But some of them even forgot that today is my birthday. Yeah, it's the communist and the loose devils. Well, it's not their fault. They're not my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best present ever: &lt;strong&gt;an audio cd mix birthday mix from SPENCER&lt;/strong&gt;! I &amp;lt;3 Spencer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna celebrate it today with my family (I'm gonna eat steak! Yayness!) and tomorrow, with my band. We're gonna have this Guitar Hero contest and eat some shits. Well not really shits. But awsome dishes cooked by my mom! Expect the craziest shits tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Spencer, if you're reading this, &lt;strike&gt;Rayyan&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;(insert sexy dude here)&amp;nbsp;is SEXY! He's bringin' sexy back&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stuuff</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T05:28:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T05:28:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>IWSNT (acoustic)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So today was a pretty okay go kinda day. What happened:&lt;br /&gt;- Today is a friend of mine's birthday, and she was pranked by our Biology teacher! Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;- We (Spencer and I) talked about The DOdgeball film, that has Ben Stiller on it. You know what I mean. I know what I mean. You know that I know that you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;- The preps are super crazy today and asking Ririe (the birthday gurl!) for some treats. I hope Ririo didn't gave it to them.&lt;br /&gt;- Me and my fellow Freakazoid ate J CO! Really tasty donuts.&lt;br /&gt;- Brendon was mad at Jon because of a homework thing.&lt;br /&gt;- Jon talks too much... Well that's him.&lt;br /&gt;- Stuuuufff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I wanna get off of my head:&lt;br /&gt;- MTV IS BEING ANNOYING! Why? Because they played MCR's Welcome to the Black Parade at least... 3 times a day! Not that I'm complaining, but it's pretty much annoying. I know that MCR is the motoalert artist of the month, but you don't have to play it every second. It takes the essence of preciousness out of the video (I know I'm not making sense)&lt;br /&gt;- Blank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, happy AIDS INTERNATIONAL day! Is that even a holiday?</content>
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    <title>shits are our source of evil!</title>
    <published>2006-11-29T05:53:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-29T05:53:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>patd - Killer Queen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Shits happened. And I mean literally! I shited just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shits!:&lt;br /&gt;- Jon (our student, stuff councelor. not jon freakazoid) was PMS-ing on Monday, and the whole school had to taste his fury. We did squat jumps because of him and my freakin' thighs hurt!&lt;br /&gt;- Brendon and I kept talking about Alief's tiitiit (personal parts)&lt;br /&gt;- I got my new Brendon/Mikey glasses! It rocks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;- Last night Brendon and I watched TRL in the middle of the night (because the replay is on 11 pm! Fuck MTV). We watched it because there's Panic! playing Guitar Hero there.&amp;nbsp;Spencer (real)&amp;nbsp;kicked Brendon's (real)&amp;nbsp;ass!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- Brendon didn't come to school because he was sick. Maybe he was sick because I made him stay up late.... Sorry Brendon!&lt;br /&gt;- I got a 100 on my electronic test&lt;br /&gt;- My house is the source of chaos... and I'm to blame.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm pretty wrecked... speaking of wrecked, I made tittles on my English class again! I think... it's &lt;strong&gt;Burn The Wounded and The Wrecked&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kanye West&lt;/strong&gt; is my hommie! I mean kanye Randi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Kanye Randi" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/kanyeRandi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Today my class (most of them are communist and loose devils) did a photoshoot with 'The Vines' vocalist, Irsyad!&amp;nbsp;Notice Irsyad is beside the chineese dude we call Alief! And there's my groovy-up-to-date electro teacher, Mr. So Far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/3birsyadpaksopar.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm a Bad Ass Helena</title>
    <published>2006-11-25T06:19:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-25T06:19:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Now I'm chatting with Brendon and Spencer. Brendon just got his LJ. WELCOME! So yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I played the Helena Game because I have nothing to do and I got&amp;nbsp;TOTAL OTHERWORLDY BAD ASS (HIGHEST RANK!!). My score is 2170. Well..., that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BAD ASS!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Thanksgiving and Cooking Session With The Satays</title>
    <published>2006-11-25T04:06:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-25T04:06:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Panic! at the Disco - IWSNT (acoustic)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yesterday's thanksgiving rocked! I know that thanksgiving was on thursday, but me and my band (the Satays) celebrated it on Friday because on Thursday we couldn't. Well..., not really celebrating thanksgiving. But at least we were thankful that we can hang out together again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm the first one that arrived at Brendon's house. Then Jon..., then Spencer..., and the last one was Sandy (Hector the Cat II). When we all got there, me and Sandy went to the supermarket and bought some things to make our special dish which is an Egg n' Cheese Sandwich (it was suposed to be a turkey sandwich, then turned into beef because there's no turkey, and turned into egg because there's no beef)! We went there with Sandy's motorcycle (It was the second time I rode a motorcycle with Sandy).&amp;nbsp; Okay... the things we bought:&lt;br /&gt;- 2 bottles of root beer&lt;br /&gt;- cheese&lt;br /&gt;- bread&lt;br /&gt;- milks&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- and the ever popular PRINGLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that's done, straight to the kitchen with us. We cooked the eggs together and had this thing called "Cooking Session With The Satays". It was hilarious. Sandy even recorded it with my cell and we called it the Sandy-Cam. So the Sandy-Cam recorded our crazy activities like dancing while cooking, putting too much salt into the egg, and putting too much chilli into the sandwich (that's my fault! lol). I LUV SANDY-CAM!!! But sadly... at the end... the 6 minutes of crazy shits video was deleted accidentally! NOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandwich..., finished. Root beer..., check! Milks..., hmmm... got milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched our selves performed at Malkes while eating the sandwich. WE ROCKED! Well, that's my opinion.&amp;nbsp;We planed to watch Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, but because of the lack of time, we didn't watch it at the end. Instead, we did this little band session, heard Sandy singing (badly, but so hilarious I actually hurt my stomach and ROTFLMAO!), and made a song. Yap, we made&amp;nbsp;a song... accidentally. First it turned out all MCR-ish. But then after some adjustments, it turned out good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had this Agama (which in English religion) test. And I practically made up shits. I don't know what the answer, so I made it up. And I met this kid called Riza, your everyday smart and proper kid, who went to the American School with me and he asked for some pictures of the CAS kids AND MCR! Woot? O.o&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine a kid like Riza likes MCR. He even said that MCR is THE&amp;nbsp;number one band. He likes Queen too!!! God! I can't believe that Riza likes those kinds of music. I need to talk with more 8th graders...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I Love Weed, U Love Weed, We're A Weed Loving Family! With A Great Weed Hug, and A Weed From Me To U</title>
    <published>2006-11-22T05:38:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-22T05:38:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Panic! at The Disco - Tonight Tonight (cover)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Random stuff that happened in my life:&lt;br /&gt;- The Satays rocked saturday night at Malkes with Sandy (a dude)&amp;nbsp;as our drummer&lt;br /&gt;- My creepy and&amp;nbsp;scary lookin'&amp;nbsp;physics teacher said 'hi' to me and Spencer in an angelic way and said 'how are you' too! (FREAKED OUT!)&lt;br /&gt;- My creepy-and-demandin-ryan's-hat-after-he-saw-Spencer-wearing-it art teacher stared at us and gave us his creepy I-know-your-deepest-darkest-secret smile to me and Spencer (again). And we were like, "Sir..., what's wrong?" and at the end "RUN!!!"&lt;br /&gt;- Went to the American School and realised that the American School is my dream school because it rocks and there's Connor there!&lt;br /&gt;- Loves&amp;nbsp;the word&amp;nbsp;COCONUT. Why? Because Spencer told me a story about her freaky English speech trip and she did this thing where she has to spell coconut with her hands&lt;br /&gt;- A few days ago, motivated by the I'm Not Okay (I Promise) live, I tried to scream like Frank Iero. So I played I'm Not Okay on my DVD player and everytime Frank screams, I scream too. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;- Did another art that I want to add to my deviant art, after I scan it of course. And where can I scan things..., at my semi-drag queen friend, Andra's, house!&lt;br /&gt;- Trying to find more mp3s&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Trying to&amp;nbsp;find&amp;nbsp;informations about a band called The Auditions. Can anyone help me?&lt;br /&gt;- Loving MTV EMA. Timberlake's soooo freakin' funny!&lt;br /&gt;- Have&amp;nbsp;a crush on Connor. But sadly... he's taken.&lt;br /&gt;- Have a crush on Austin (for a little while). But sadly he's only 11 (that's why)...I think.&lt;br /&gt;- Still thinking of... my fucking history test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;- I need to make new glasses (Brendon/Mikey rims). My old one is falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;- Last but certainly not least... WE ALL LOVE WEED FLAVOURED SNACKS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="WEED!" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC010832.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Freak Show Tomorrow! Come One Come All!</title>
    <published>2006-11-17T12:41:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-17T12:41:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wednesday's band audition was freakin' horrible! We stopped in the middle of our audition. Hector stopped his drum because he couldn't hear my voice. So we pretty much suck.&amp;nbsp;Hector couldn't play the drums that&amp;nbsp;right. So we wanted to make Sandy as Hector's substitute. Hector did agree to make Sandy as his sub, but Jon insisted to make Hector as our drummer. But Sandy is way better than Hector!! Fuck you Jon! (sorry Jon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a pretty much... okay kind of day. I had a band practice with Brendon and his band (The Fusion). They practiced 'Scooby Doo' and they did it with so much spirit in them. They were jumping around and everything. Their vocalist, Yuqi and Alief was so crazy. They even fell on the drummer. They even got us all to sing, but we didn't know the song. But my eyes were on their drummer, Sandy. He played sooo well! He said that he wanted to help my band's problem by being our drummer. So we tried to practice with them. And tears came out of my eyes, tears of joy that is! He was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cool! He nailed it on his first try! He rocks my socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day I experience my first show as the boss! Haha, take that preps! A freak is your boss! Hell yeah!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that the background is freakin' suck and ugly! Fuck those who drew my drawing so wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I hope a dude called Connor, who is a really cute guitar playin' dude,&amp;nbsp;will come to the show. He's so freakin' cute! And Austin too! I hope he'll come too.</content>
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    <title>Stuff</title>
    <published>2006-11-15T05:14:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-15T05:14:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Panic! at the Disco - Killer Queen (Queen Cover)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, a few days ago, I thought of suicidal stuff. There was this one point where I just couldn't take the preasure. I started to think what if I just slit my wrist... or stab myself with a knife. But then I was so ashamed to think like that. I still want to live and enjoy the life that God has given to me, the life that my mother work so hard to keep me happy. So I told myself, just hang on there. Life will go however you want it to go. If you want it to be a happy life, make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American School - Cendana School Program&lt;br /&gt;I went to this program my school was having. It's a program between American School and Cendana School. We were told that we're going to play stuff with the American School Kids (CAS). And we did. We played Capture the chicken, Bakiak, Takraw, and Dodge Ball. I especially like Dodge Ball though. It was pretty fun. I made new friends. And saw a cute guy! But sadly..., he's already taken! Woops. But I met this cute lil guy. His name is Austin. He's sooo little because he's a 6th grader. When we played those games, he was in my team. Go Team Blue! In the team, he's the really superactive one. He likes to jump around here and there. I thought that this kid&amp;nbsp;uses crack or something. But naah. He's just... 11 I think.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Dude..."&gt;&lt;img alt="me and austin" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC010382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely..., he freakishly looks like Mikey Way (don't agree with me. I always say everybody looks like Mikey). Maybe when he's old enough, he'll be a bass slappin' fighting machine like Mikey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yeah.... I'm gonna audition for my school's freaky show in like... 1 hour from now. Wish us luck! Remember, we're playing PANIC! AT THE DISCO!</content>
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    <title>Random</title>
    <published>2006-11-12T02:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-12T02:55:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Random things:&lt;br /&gt;- drank a stale glass of milk and to make the taste go away, I ate combinations of cheese cake and pringles (a few days ago)&lt;br /&gt;- feed my neighbor's dogs, that I think have never been fed in like one week! (animal cruelty!)&lt;br /&gt;- feed all of my fishes&lt;br /&gt;- feed my self&lt;br /&gt;- 'they' say that death comes in whatever form you like.... Maybe my death comes in a form of choking of water and being in a fishtank&lt;br /&gt;- I made a deviant&amp;nbsp;Art account. And if you wanna see it, &lt;a href="http://abusedmember.deviantart.com"&gt;just follow the trail of blood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- looking forward to my last band practice before my first show of the year (eventhough there's a pretty big problem with the band right now. SPENCER, DON'T LEAVE US! WHO'LL PLAY THE BASS?!)&lt;br /&gt;- Spencer is going to away for awhile because of her achievement in speaking English&lt;br /&gt;- don't know what to write...</content>
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    <title>ryan_freakazoid @ 2006-11-11T13:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-11T07:26:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-11T07:26:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Death Cab For Cutie - Title and Registration</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I had a dream. A pretty wierd dream. It was a blur at the first time I remembered it. I only remember a few part. It goes something&amp;nbsp;like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a fish tank. And there's this beautiful siren. She had long black and shiny hair. And she wore a red dress. I was confused at first when I looked at her. She was this beautiful woman in a fish tank.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the wierd part. She asked me to be her daughter and I said yes. Then, she asked me to drink a glass of water so I did. She helped me to drink it. But she was forcing me to drink more. The glass wouldn't stop pouring water into my mouth. Because I couldn't handle the force of water getting into my throat, I died. But I still can feel that the siren pouring the cold yet refreshing water on to my head. She slowly lay me down on the floor and kept pouring water on me. Then, the fish tank filled up. And I can see her sad face eventhough I'm dead. She left me lying on the floor. And I don't know why, I turned into a a little gold fish but she didn't notice. She told her evil minion (I asume she's evil because she just killed me) that her daughter just died. She was moaning so loud and screaming so high. I swam in front of her, but she didn't even notice. So I tried to escape from the fish tank. Well, luck wasn't with me that time, so I changed into a human again.&amp;nbsp;Not in my female form though, but I turned into Ryan Ross. Because they saw me being Ryan, they chased me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer gave me the meaning of my dream in her opinion. I think it's true.&amp;nbsp;You don't need to know. It's my problem.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'm Hot. You're Hot. But I'm Hotter Than You. So Tell Me I'm Pretty</title>
    <published>2006-11-10T07:00:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-10T07:00:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Build God Then We'll Talk (Lollapalooza)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prep Talk Is So Fun! Because Like, Uhh, Totally, Like, Hot! I'm Hot! You're Hot! Tell Me I'm Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Spencer and I was like so bored. So we imitated Paris Hilton's "That's Hot" a lot and laugh our ass off because surprisingly, we do sound like Paris. Besides that, we we're doing this thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan (Me): Like, I'm Paris Hilton and umm... I like fur *wrapping myself with my hoodie as if I'm wraping myself with a fur* . And I want those PETA people to be mad at me because I'm HOT. That's hot. You're Hot. But I'm like, hotter than you. Tell me I'm pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff:&lt;br /&gt;Spencer: Like yaaa. I wanna be tanned so those black people tell me that I'm fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. We had lots of fun doing that. We even pretended to be two preppy teenie teens and did this prep cat fight! Brendon even recorded it in his cell! I wanna post it here but&amp;nbsp;can't. Not after we can convert it to a suitable format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Good Part Talking In English With Spencer Is That Other People Don't Know What They Really Mean (Except For Jon and Brendon)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Spencer and I lay back on our school's fence and watched the guys play soccer on our PE hours. We talked about Interpol and stuff under the scorching morning sun.&amp;nbsp;Spencer was like "Aaa, the morning sun. It's refreshing!". But then the prep girls were like "Oh my gawd! It's hot! Can't stand the heat or my skin'll melt!" and started to search for some shade. Retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on recess, we sat in front of our class and talk again. But in the middle, we was rudely interrupted by the jocks. So we continue our talk... IN ENGLISH. Yeah, some people here still don't understand English... and some do I might add (including me!). They were asking us what were we talking about, but we just say "We're talking about you fucking preps!" (another advantage on talking in English, I can swear alot!) FUNNY! Then more jocks came. Then they asked us what were we talking about again. Some of them even tried to talk in English, but sadly, their attemp wasn't good enough. They ended up talking in Japanesse. What the?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Stuff&lt;br /&gt;I was bored again and I was pissed at someone or some poeple, so I made this totally random sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;uck &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;rie '&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ause &lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;risten &lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;orke's &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;rine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I'll Burn Your Skin If I Have To Pray For The Cured Defender!</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T05:33:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T05:33:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fall Out Boy - What's This</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What I did today :&lt;br /&gt;- went to school as usual&lt;br /&gt;- showed&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;comic that I made&amp;nbsp;to the Freakazoids and some preps (because they insisted to read it eventhough I told them it has an explicit content)&lt;br /&gt;- My English teacher told me funny stories and I took some of the stories' words, like: pray, cure, and defend, and make it into a band name or a tittle to a lyric (&lt;strong&gt;Pray For The Cured&amp;nbsp;Defender&lt;/strong&gt;) because I was so bored&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Swearing openly to the preps and communist&lt;/strong&gt; (eventhough they didn't hear it) alot at school because they're so fuckin' retards!&lt;br /&gt;- solder an elctronic project&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;solder one of the communist kids&lt;/strong&gt;, accidentally (sorry... I don't wanna say sorry though... but sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;- took some pictures of&amp;nbsp;my school's marching band 'spanduk', so we can edit it and &lt;strong&gt;make&amp;nbsp;a mockery out of it&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;- downloaded some mp3s&lt;br /&gt;- downloaded some pictures&lt;br /&gt;- realized that &lt;strong&gt;I love Ryan's voice&lt;/strong&gt;! (well, ryan's voice is more teenish-like, even though he's 20)&lt;br /&gt;- brendon can &lt;strong&gt;scream&lt;/strong&gt; in a song?&lt;br /&gt;- thinking of Spencer's voice... I wonder if he has&amp;nbsp;a vocal solo on the next album. Or he'll make a solo album? Naah!&lt;br /&gt;- thinking of editing jon's "what's a shell game" picture (it cracks me up!)&lt;br /&gt;- want to edt more pictures&lt;br /&gt;- want to finish my almost finish comic&lt;br /&gt;- too lazy to go to my math course&lt;br /&gt;- can't wait to scan my drawings at Andra's , the &lt;strong&gt;semi drag queen dude&lt;/strong&gt;, house.&lt;br /&gt;- wondering, what's up with &lt;strong&gt;the Satays&lt;/strong&gt; on their band session without me?!&amp;nbsp;:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;- thinking of searching The Dresden Dolls' "Backstabber" piano on Ultimate Guitar&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know what else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Freaky First Day Of School!</title>
    <published>2006-11-07T07:17:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-07T07:17:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was a pretty freaky day for me and Spencer. It was an extra-ordinary day. And it was the first fucking day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I went to my class. And saw people surrounding something. There's Spencer, Brendon, and Jon there. And they're like, "Dude!". So I "Dude"-ed them back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I showed them our (Spencer and Me) statistical project. We did this Friendster Display Pictures, which is mostly narcisistic pictures, statistic and Explosives statistic. And the funny part was the tittle (plus we put a rubber rat on it!). We made it so silly and ended it with " An Assignment By The &lt;strike&gt;Evil&lt;/strike&gt; Teacher". We really wrote the evil teacher part. And, as we thought, we got called by our teacher. First we were thinking "Aww man, we're so busted!". But, it was not as bad as we thought. Our teacher was pretty nice and all. She knew that we made that tittle because we're crazy enough to do it. And she admitted that she was crazy too! AT LAST! Well..., all is well now. Except for the part where I'm afraid to know my mom's reaction gonna be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more detailed story, just see it on Spencer's (not panic!)&amp;nbsp;LJ. &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_paranoid_ego' lj:user='paranoid_ego' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://paranoid-ego.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://paranoid-ego.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;paranoid_ego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>It's Downhill For Me Because Of The Scary Movies That I Watched And The Snakes That I Saw</title>
    <published>2006-11-03T05:08:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-03T05:08:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't bathe for the last...&amp;nbsp;8 hours maybe. And I haven't brushed my teeth yesterday. So my breath fuckin smells! After this, I'm going straight to the shower. Remind me to brush my teeth please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I played Guitar Hero all day and&amp;nbsp;watched two and a half (I only wathced a half on the third movie)&amp;nbsp;movies that I bought on my vacation. I watched Scary Movie 4, Snakes On A Plane, and a half of Jackass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guitar Hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I played it all day and while I was doing my homework too! I used Pandora as the guitarist. She's so cool! And I used a Gibson... I dunno. Forgot the name. But it's like Ryan's guitar. My band's name is The Abused Mrs. O! (with the exclamation mark).&amp;nbsp;I got that name because of hearing The Dresden Dolls too much.&lt;br /&gt;My band played a little bit... well let's just say suck. Because my fuckin' joystick (I'm not playing it with the guitar) isn't working. Fuck it! But&amp;nbsp;I made it into&amp;nbsp;the last venue. AT LAST! So..., watch for us. The Abused Mrs. O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Scary Movie 4 was your extra-ordinary funny movie. I laughed all night because of watching that movie. But after that, I watched a pretty creepy movie. Yeah, it's Snakes On A Plane. I thought Snakes On A Plane was a pretty cool and funny movie. But, when SS told me that it was an action movie, it made me think twice to buy that movie. And I thought twice alright. I thought "What the heck?!". So I bought it. I watched it. And I&amp;nbsp;was pretty amazed that... HOW HORNY THE SNAKES WERE!! The snakes bit the people in the wrong places dudes! And there's a porn scene on it! What??!&amp;nbsp;That movie's olny for 24 years above. Even the Panic! dudes shouldn't watch it!&amp;nbsp;Well, that's only my oppinnion. I still wanna watch it again though! It's a really cool movie! Except for the porn scene. I'm gonna skip that. But I'm not gonna lie to you, I enjoyed it for some reasons. o.O??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I watched Jackass Number Two. Funny! Hilarious! I like it when Bam got branded. His good looking and smooth ass got penises on it now. And the scar... WOW!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>A Very Hectic Vacation Indeed With A Semi-Sad Ending You Know?</title>
    <published>2006-11-01T17:31:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-03T04:07:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Dresden Dolls - Delilah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, for 10 days I wasn't here because I was on a vacation to Jakarta. So... here's my vacation update! I'm just gonna write the interesting stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="They Fucking Delayed Our Already Fucking Flight!"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They Fucking Delayed Our Already Fucking Flight!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit happened in&amp;nbsp;the beginning of my journey. My flight was delayed... TWICE! From 5 pm to 7 pm to 8 pm. Besides that, we experience a turbulence when the plane starting to land. Fuck! Now I'm afraid to get on a plane again (naah).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Tasty Cakes and Foods on Lebaran and Hilarious Stories from My 20 Years Old Uncle Who is Only 4 Years Apart From Me"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tasty Cakes and Foods on Lebaran and Hilarious Stories from My &lt;strike&gt;24&lt;/strike&gt; 20 Years Old Uncle Who is Only &lt;strike&gt;9&lt;/strike&gt; 4 Years Apart From Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;At last, it was Lebaran or Hari Raya Idul Fitri. A very special day for me, my family, and all other families.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, my family and I prayed in the mosque next to our hotel&amp;nbsp;in the morning. For the first time in many years i prayed. I know I'm a sinner. It opened my mind a bit. I saw Arabians&amp;nbsp;praying beside me. They were so happy. Smilling and laughing on this beautiful day. But when I saw&amp;nbsp;the people around me, I realized that&amp;nbsp;people was all frowning... and angry lookin'. I'm thinking "What are they thinking??". When we finished our pray, I saw a really cute dude who looks like both Mikey Way and Harry Potter (??). If Mikey Way and Harry Potter would've gotten married and have a baby (freaky imagination), that dude'll be their son.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to my grandmother's house. There, my sister and I chatted with SS (my 20 years old uncle. His name is Sony, but we call him SS). He told&amp;nbsp;us lots and lots of stories. Stories about his college, his life, wars, and funny histories. We laughed all day. My relatives ae mostly funny people and SS is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Talking About Her Love For Brendon's Lips Late At Night On Top of Our Comfy, Smooth, And Fluffy Bed"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talking About Her Love For Brendon's Lips Late At Night On Top of Our Comfy, Smooth, And Fluffy Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One of the interesting things in Jakarta is late night drawing and talking with my sister. At night, I always draw with my sister. And one night we were drawing Panic! at the Disco. I was teaching her to make faces so she can make their heads. Then we talked about kind of boys that we like. She told me that she likes unique boys. She likes boys with sexy &lt;font size="1"&gt;big&lt;/font&gt; lips. So I told her to look at Brendon's (panic!) lips and showed her the cover of Smash Hits that has Panic! at the Disco on it. She was WOW-ed after seeing Brendon. After that she suddenly has a crush on Brendon! What??!! Just because of his lips???!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="We Saw Panic and Took A Picture With Them"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We Saw Panic and Took A Picture With Them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When my sister and I strolled on the mall, we saw dudes that we recognize. As we got closer to those dudes, we were totally knew who they were. They were Panic! at the Disco! So without thinking any further, my sister took a picture woth them. And wee took a picture of Ryan alone too!&amp;nbsp;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="panic pic" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC00857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis with Panic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="ryan!" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC00859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Ryan! Nah it's just me with Ryan Hat.&lt;br /&gt;*NOOO! PLEASE DON'T&amp;nbsp;KILL ME!!! ;P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Getting Semi-Wasted At Little Baghdad Because of The Shisha"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting Semi-Wasted At Little Baghdad Because of The Shisha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures with captions is better than explaining it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="some rocker dude" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC00922.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;dude that I scored before going to Little Baghdad. NOPES! No way! This dude is my rockin' cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="my sis and aya" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC00916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sis with my&amp;nbsp;chubby cousin lookin' at the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="shisha" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC00935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what shisha is. Sorry! I forgot to rotate!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much, after we smoke shisha, we got a little wasted. The first time you try it, you'll get dizzy and light headed. Once you get the hang of it, it's pretty much...WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="SHOP-O-HOLIC"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOP-O-HOLIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've shopped so far:&lt;br /&gt;- Clothes + Ryan's Hat!&lt;br /&gt;- Halloween Stuffs&lt;br /&gt;- CDs (Panic! at the disco, The Killers, and The Dresden Dolls)&lt;br /&gt;- DVDs (mostly comedies. But there's horrors too. AND there's Snakes On A Plane!)&lt;br /&gt;- Band tees (thanks to my lovely rocker cousin!)&lt;br /&gt;- Lots and lots of books and magazines! (I bought Stupid Comics by Jim Mahfood. I recomend you&amp;nbsp;guys to&amp;nbsp;buy it too!)&lt;br /&gt;- Nightmare Before Christmas stuffs&lt;br /&gt;- etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I made it home safe and sound. But the down part, I have lots of homework!!!&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! FUCK THOSE ASSHOLES WHO INVENTED HOMEWORK! Naaah! Sorry dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="me rockin MCR tee" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b310/made_lv27/DSC00956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me with the MCR tee!</content>
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    <title>This Is The Last Day I'm Here But You Still Won't Miss Me, Don't You? You're The Same As THEM!</title>
    <published>2006-10-20T04:39:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-20T04:39:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hellogoodbye - All of your love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, it's friday...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The last day I'm here...&lt;br /&gt;But obviously no one will miss me...&lt;br /&gt;And I won't miss those who won't even remember me...&lt;br /&gt;Notice that I don't exist...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So have fun cleaning up those dead bodies by your self!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm gonna go to&amp;nbsp;a place called Jakarta. Yeah, and I hope I found that freaky misterious black market so I can buy Brendon's vest that he wore on the VMA's and I accidently find his phone book and I told him that I'm Pete Wentz's assistant. Wow, that'll make my vacation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss those freakin' Freakazoids!! Eventhough I'm only gone for 10 days... I still gonna miss them.&lt;br /&gt;O yeah, before I go, I wanna say &lt;strong&gt;Happy Lebaran&lt;/strong&gt; for those who celebrate it and &lt;strong&gt;Happy Halloween&lt;/strong&gt; everyone! I'm gonna have my lil Halloween on Jakarta. I'm gonna buy lots and lots of Halloween stuff. And I wanna buy a fake cockroach, fake snail, and fake goldfish so I can scare off Jon, Spencer, and Brendon (not panic). Haha, can't wait till I go home. But till then..., no internet for me.... Unless I get to use my cousin's computer and use the internet there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November, get ready! 'Cause we're gonna rock you out, homo style!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! I forgot what to write down! Fuck my memories!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, now I remember! This fasting/puasa thing is not helping me at all. I swear alot now. But at least I tell the truth.... I hope after this I'm a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation update in 10 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;ryan_freakazoid&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Band Practice @ Brendon's and A Whole Lot Of "I Chime In"s!</title>
    <published>2006-10-17T08:10:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-18T06:48:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hellogoodbye - All Of Your Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today I went to Brendon's&amp;nbsp;(not panic)&amp;nbsp;house and did some band practice. We're going to perform 'I&amp;nbsp;Write Sins Not Tragedies'&amp;nbsp;on this school event thingy that you wouldn't even know. We did it pretty well actually. Hector needed some extreme practice though. But we're alright. It's better than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing happened on our practice. There were two cockroaches running around 'the practice room' (actually it's Brendon's sister's room). And surprisingly, Jon was scared. We didn't know that Jon has a great fear for cockroach. So he played while sitting/lying&amp;nbsp;on top of the bed because he was so scared that those cockroaches would run around his feet or something. It was very funny! Everytime the cockroach show itself, Brendon and Hector (we call our drumer Hector)&amp;nbsp;were like doing this "JON! There's a cockroach near you!" stuff&amp;nbsp;and Jon screamed like a little girl and jumped on the bed. This makes me think something. Jon is roach-o-phobia.... What about Brendon? Spencer? Hector?? The only things that I know about their phobias are Jon's and Brendon's. &lt;strong&gt;Jon&lt;/strong&gt; = roach-o-phobic. &lt;strong&gt;Brendon&lt;/strong&gt; = every other animals except bugs-o-phobic. &lt;strong&gt;Spencer&lt;/strong&gt; =&amp;nbsp;snail-o-phobic. &lt;strong&gt;Me (Ryan)&lt;/strong&gt; =&amp;nbsp;bugs+venomous+sharp tooth animals-o-phobic. &lt;strong&gt;Hector The Cat&lt;/strong&gt; = ???-o-phobic.&amp;nbsp;Wow! What wierdos. But that's us.... We're the wierdo frieakazoids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cockroaches, last night, I saw a scorpion IN MY ROOM!!! What the fuck?! How did that&amp;nbsp;thing get into my room? I ran and screamed "There's a scorpion in my room!". Everybody in my house panicked (when we shouldn't have). My mom told me to get the bug spray, but I did it in a really long time so she panicked even more. I gave her the bug spray and she sprayed the scorpion. My dad came and he said that scorpions wouldn't die if you spray them. So he brought it to the back of the house and cut it's tail there. He was thinking of keeping it but there's no empty jar in the house so he released it. After that chaotic event I felt really dizzy. My head hurts. That happened while I'm watching MCR. I remembered Gerard was stoned or something so I thought that I was stoned too. I even thought that I was secretly stung by the scorpion. But naah, I didn't feel a thing. Eventhough I didn't get stung, I was pretty scared. I slept with my mom last night (hell yeah I'm not afraid to admit it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the MCR dvd, especially the 'COMICS AND ARTWORKS' segment, motivated me to draw more American comic style. I drew a lot of Japanese art and I'm bored with it. I need to explore more form of drawing. Especially the American way. It's more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random stuff:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Something I'm Ready To Admit Because I'm Such A Wierdo And A Freak"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Guilty Pleasure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, my guilty pleasure has something to do with homo stuff except for the Jessica Simpson's video (I like her new video. The Public Affair stuff. It's got ANDY DICK on it!!)&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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