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[Jul. 17th, 2006|09:40 am] |
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>>
<<
Screw you guys, I'm going home.
I'm going to start packing now and see to it that the transfer is complete.
Auf Wiedersehen and all that jazz.
((Eh, yeah, dropping Ulrike (which will be in effect tomorrow. It does take her all day to get ready to leave, really. XD). It feels like she kinda overstayed her welcome and stuff. *sweatdrops*)) |
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| HUZZAH |
[Jul. 11th, 2006|10:49 pm] |
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| |  ecstatic | ] |
Mali, AxelNamu. Good news for you both.
Mother and Namu (I REFUSE TO CALL HIM WHATEVER HE IS NOW, DAMMIT)'s legal gaurdian who struck the deal with her have decided to call it off.
Congrats you're free.
Now I don't have to rely on Miss Umu for progress reports.I SAID NOTHING EXCEPT HUZZAH.
Excuse me while I celebrate CAUSE ITS ABOUT FREAKING TIME, OHOHOHOHOHO.
...You two can go do whatever you want. I don't care anymore. Really.
((Yep. No more Namu/Mali wedding thingy. Nothing to see here, yay?
Though this doesn't also mean that Namu/Mali OTP is officially dead. Really.)) |
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| argh... |
[Jul. 10th, 2006|10:15 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pissed off | ] |
EVERYTHING SEEMS TO BE AGAINST ME. AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGHHH.
[The Following is randomly typed in German, yay. XD]
WHY CAN'T THEY CALL THE DAMN THING OFF?!
[/end German...eh...-ness.]
*headdesk*
((She's been spying on Mali and Namu for the past couple of days. So far, not much progress has been made. Ohnoes! :o)) |
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| =In German= |
[Jul. 9th, 2006|11:29 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
Following those two around is tiring...
Mother told me to watch them and see if they open up to each other again. After all, nothing must interfere with the wedding (business deal is more like it. *sighs*)!
Bah. It would make more sense to move the date or something. That's more logical.
...I'm glad I'm allowed to marry anyone I want now. >>;
Maybe I should ask that Umu girl to help me or something...*shrugs* |
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| ...=In German= |
[Jul. 6th, 2006|10:48 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
So both of them left the Kessha and can't remember anything?
...most importantly, they can't remember each other.
Crap.
How am I going to explain this Mother now? |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 4th, 2006|02:39 pm] |
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| |  bored | ] |
...Mali, if you eat all those cookies and cakes you baked, you're going to get FAT.
And how would you fit in the wedding dress Mother searched high and low for you?
Tsk. Tsk... |
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| >>; |
[Jun. 25th, 2006|05:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | bitchy | ] |
So last night I found Mali sleepwalking and mumbling odd things (well, gee, she hasn't done that in awhile. Something must be bothering her or something. *shrugs*).
I led her back to her dorm with recording equipment for some laughs (even she could find some of the stuff she said funny) so she could sleep in peace and not freak everybody out.
And for some reason now, the Kessha wont let me go to my dorm.
...Was das Bumsen?!
I helped out a Kessha member you idiots. Surely that would be a plus in your books!
BLARGH.
...So where am I supposed to go to now? *grumble grumble*
((Was das Bumsen is google!German equivalent to WTF. Thats all you need to know. XD)) |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 16th, 2006|07:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  confused | ] |
Where did Herr Fubuki go? *blinks*
( filtered from the Kessha )
((...Yes, she was in the crowd of girls that chased Fubuki in this week's episode. Uh...yeah. *is shot*)) |
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| oooh, a survey! |
[Jun. 7th, 2006|04:34 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | bored | ] |
So, I did one of those long survey thingies.
( in here ) |
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| hmmm... |
[Jun. 4th, 2006|09:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
Hey kids, isn't today your god'sYugi Muto's birthday?
I mean, only half of you seem to be noticing...
Perhaps you'll listen if its that Seto Kaiba's birthday?
If yes...
HEY! SETO KAIBA'S BIRTHDAY IS, LIKE, 5 MONTHS AWAY!
I'll be sleeping now. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 25th, 2006|03:39 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | blank | ] |
...can I be one of the bridesmaids? Please?
...
Lemme guess, everything will be WHITE. Yay?
( private ) |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 5th, 2006|08:41 pm] |
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| | not worried at all. yay. | ] |
I decided to visit the crazed loser child and I find her poking that Kouji guy with a stick while mumbling something.
This dragon...thing told me that she was freaking out about something and fell out of the medical room window and, rather convenient for her (how is she doing that), landed right on him.
I also figured that perhaps it would be a good idea to hand her over to that Kaito guy to watch over her (and handing over what's equivalent to 400 euros in yen...I still need to figure this out...) so she could be less hysterical about this whole Kouji business.
...
Although now I don't think this will end well. He just passed by with a bouquet of flowers, a bottle of chloroform, and a book titled 'Converting People to the Hikari no Kessha for Dummies' while wearing protective gear on his head.
Herr Kaito can handle it, right? Right?
If not, then I'm going to ask Mother to get her lawyer to produce a restraining order for me.
...Ooooh! My order of 'Run, Lola, Run' just came in. Yay.
*goes off to watch and proceeds to ignore everything this weekend* |
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| HIDE ME! |
[Apr. 30th, 2006|05:49 pm] |
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| |  scared | ] |
I swear, I think the nurse is after me. o________o;
All I did was drag in Miss Loser to the medical room, laid her on a bed and mumble about my back hurting and she somehow heard me and pulled out the biggest needle I ever seen. I managed to escape with no injuries (minus the the pinpricks on my arm from Miss Loser's stupid spiked collar when I was dragging her in. >>;).
I hope she doesn't get me. o_o
That Kouji guy must be insane...*shrugs* |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 26th, 2006|09:42 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
...So now the Loser's wearing a spiked collar and yapping about something in French.
Sure, use a language that I'm particularlly rusty on. >>;
( private )
Anyway, another one bites the dust. We need to clone the ones who are about to duel a Hikari no Kessha member or something. Not like I care or anything. *shifty eyes* |
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| bah. |
[Apr. 22nd, 2006|10:14 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | blah | ] |
I TOLD her he was trouble.
Then again, I told her that in German. I don't think she's been practicing her German at all either. -_-;
...But I think she's gone past the deep end this time. I mean, hearing voices? Is this going to be a job for the nurse? Or should I just claim that I don't know her and move along?
Hmmm, that option sounds good...
( private to Resa ) |
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| w00t! |
[Apr. 19th, 2006|01:57 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  giddy | ] |
Yay, I'm 17 today! ^_^
WHO WANTS TO PARTY?! OHOHOHOHOHO! |
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| WTF?! |
[Apr. 15th, 2006|06:04 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | pissed off | ] |
| [ | music |
| | ((Some German band - Ich bin cool, bist du cool?)) | ] |
Mali, did you slip something in my food this morning?! >>;
...Of course not, you were busy giving away some flowers and burning the rest of them all day.
So...it must the fumes! AHA! Its still your fault, you little loser!
Fix it! Fix it now! I don't this...thing...in my pants to stay any longer, dammit!
AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
((And the insanity claims another victim. YAY!)) |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 12th, 2006|09:32 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | ah, no more flowers | ] |
Ah, I get my own room here in Obelisk...Blue?...or is it White? O_o;
Yay for finally being out of that room of flowery doom. I mean, that Aerith girl from Final Fantasy 7 would be in flower girl heaven.
And now I'm starting to sound like that loser geek boy. Yippie.
Anyway, saw Teh Loser Child leave her dorm room with a duel disk under her arm earlier. If its that freaky oh-so-NICE guy, then she better do us (ie, family) a favor by stop acting like an idiot and win. She'll ruining Hartmann Co.'s image, dammit!
...Not like I care if she joins Saiou-loser's 'society.' If she wants to join a cult and get herself killed, then let her do it (as long she does in a fashion that Mother would probably approve in or somthing *shrugs*). OHOHOHOHOHOHO!
((Yes, attempting to get her to sound like a heartless bitch. *sweatdrops and gets hit by rotten tomatoes*)) |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 10th, 2006|08:22 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | bored | ] |
...Are we there yet? x25
Anyway, yay for sunglasses. The Loser's wig is trying to blind us all. >>;
((Yay for homework distractions!)) |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 6th, 2006|07:00 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
Ah, so this trip is over already? About freakin' time, I was wondering when we'll be back in the Academy and actually learning about random things. >>;
And the cabin me and the Loser share is making me sick from all those flower fumes.
...Are we there yet? |
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