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  <title>I&apos;m coming up on infra-red; there is no running that can hide you</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 20:20:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o23;</title>
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  <description>So much for working off the car fee and promising to not let business abduct me for too long again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neglected ones, whom I presume to know whether they&apos;re addressed, may invite me over for a well-expected verbal spanking, or emptying my pockets for dinner, or emptying their heads catching up. I am out of excuses but have, at least, regained the quality of serving as a free of charge taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s even a garage. I&apos;m not telling where.</description>
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  <lj:music>another way to die. - alicia keys &amp; jack white</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">another way to die. - alicia keys &amp; jack white</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 16:52:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o22;</title>
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  <description>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifty-five thousand dollar down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a penalty ticket to top it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 18:05:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o21;</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haruno&amp;nbsp;Sakura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=4281&quot;&gt;coat&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=3532&quot;&gt;two&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=4184&quot;&gt;tops&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.yesstyle.com/en/Product.aspx?pid=1010964269&amp;amp;section=women&quot;&gt;cap&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=3452&quot;&gt;tights&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=4296&quot;&gt;boots&lt;/a&gt;. An invitation to homemade dinner and movies of her choice. An assortment of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=4128&quot;&gt;vest&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=3795&quot;&gt;cardigan&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.asiajam.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=3986&quot;&gt;scarf&lt;/a&gt;. A &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.hotteapots-store.com/catalog/images/chacult-dragon-teapot-stove.jpg&quot;&gt;dragon teapot&lt;/a&gt;. An unlabeled CD with recorded piano pieces.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt; (Which he played. But shh, nobody needs to speak of that.)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;An assortment of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uzumaki Naruto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;a href=&quot;http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/greenlemonapple/Narutopants.png?t=1230506886&quot;&gt;obnoxious, headache-inducing pants&lt;/a&gt;, plus shoes. A gift-card of Ichiraku&apos;s. An assortment of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uchiha Sasuke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat chow on his doorstep. Pfff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the books, Tenten. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;Heaven knows, I need to recover from that tragicomedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 14:18:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o2o;</title>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;::Christmas Surprise List::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Haruno Sakura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Chocolates. The cure for all that ails you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Haruno Sakura (Pinky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Foxy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: When life gets rough EAT CHOCOLATE. But don&apos;t hug it. It&apos;ll get messy.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Haruno Sakura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: You&apos;ll still fit into the dress.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Hyuuga Neji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;strike&gt;Not so&lt;/strike&gt; Anonymous &lt;strike&gt;Mr. Student Council President&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you for taking care of me when I sprained my ankle&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Hyuuga Neji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: ANONYMOUS &lt;s&gt;Like he won&apos;t be able to tell.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;s&gt;I&apos;m shit with words- So... Neji, you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want ramen.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Inuzuka Kiba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Don&apos;t scarf it all down in one sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Orochimaru (Roro-Sensei)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Star Pupil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: This&apos;ll go straight to your thighs. But at least Santa&apos;ll like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid5&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Tenten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Really not so anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: You&apos;re welcome. Don&apos;t get yourself hurt again so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Tenten (Tenny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Maruboo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Almost as sweet as me. Just almost. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid6&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Uchiha Itachi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Anonymous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Smile. Santa sees &lt;i&gt;all.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid7&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Uchiha Sasuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Tobi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Uchiha Sasuke (Bastard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Better than thou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Chocolate will make the pain easier to handle once I kick your ass. Merry Christmas. :D&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid8&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Uchiha Tobi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: A thank you for taking me to the Fair and winning me that stuffed Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Uchiha Tobi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Accepted&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid9&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Uzumaki Naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Santa Gifting, phase one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Naruto Uzumaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Roberta Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Sorry I peed on you. But good news. My brothers and sisters will be there to make it up to you next semester. That&apos;s right. You failed. &amp;hearts; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of the recipient&lt;/b&gt;: Uzumaki Naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your name&lt;/b&gt;: Neji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional message&lt;/b&gt;: Just do me the favor of not eating it along with ramen.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 153, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;|| ooc;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;AM&amp;nbsp;SUPER&amp;nbsp;LATE&amp;nbsp;BUT&amp;nbsp;THERE&amp;nbsp;YOU&amp;nbsp;GO. Reactions can go here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 13:59:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o19;</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Attention to all students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student Council will once again be managing the yearly Christmas Surprise tradition and are taking orders starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic idea of it is to sign up the &lt;strong&gt;name of the person&lt;/strong&gt; that is to be given a chocolate santa, along with &lt;b&gt;&amp;yen;100&lt;/b&gt;. If you want a particular note to be passed along in addition, be sure to attach it to your order sheet. Anonymous begifting is as welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;textarea&gt;&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Name of the recipient&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Your name&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;: (feel free to put anonymous.)&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;b&amp;gt;Additional message&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;:&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[replies will be screened, no surprises ruined.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate Santas will be handed out by our council Santas throughout the last day of school. Latest orders will be accepted on &lt;strong&gt;Thursday, December 18th&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A merry Christmas in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;| | &lt;/strong&gt;filtered to &lt;strike&gt;NPC s-sob&lt;/strike&gt; Student Council members&lt;strong&gt; | |&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do so find an excuse to make me dress up in red robes and hand gifts to cackling freshmen while ho ho ho-ing, I will, and take my word for it, &lt;em&gt;end you.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>some or the other carol.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">some or the other carol.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 21:50:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o18;</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;| | &lt;/strong&gt;private;&amp;nbsp;unhackable&lt;strong&gt; | |&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I didn&apos;t think that I still maintained that kind of impulsiveness. That drunk incident should really have given me a hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As though&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;had the right to intrude, either way. It is perfectly acceptable that they keep to themselves. Secrecy would have suited me better, as well, back then, but I suppose each has their upside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, back to making up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won&apos;t ever stop, will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| | &lt;/strong&gt;filtered to Naruto; unhackable&lt;strong&gt; | |&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like for us to finally sort things out, or remain silent until the awkward dies out by itself? That is, if you busy schedule allows it.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Dec 2008 15:08:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o17;</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;filtered, unhackable;&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;/em&gt; damn it, Uzumaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;We need to sort things out first. Tell your stalker to wait in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;/filtered&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever it might be who has nothing better on their hands than to harrass people who already have enough on their mind, be sure to keep in mind that&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Leave him the fuck alone&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I even bother&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be in the doujo for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 17:35:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o16;</title>
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  <description>You should take a look out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g109/greenlemonapple/snow.jpg?t=1227461630&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>first snow</category>
  <lj:music>the artist. - the hush sound</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the artist. - the hush sound</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 12:10:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o15;</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Put numbers in the boxes instead of ticking them off with x&apos;s.&lt;br /&gt;2. Repost as &amp;quot;I have lived through __ of these 158 things.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01] I have read a lot of books.&lt;br /&gt;[02] I have been on some sort of varsity team.&lt;br /&gt;[03] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[04] I have been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have watched cartoons for hours.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have tripped UP the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I have been snowboarding/skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[05] I have played ping pong.&lt;br /&gt;[06] I swam in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have been on a whale watch.&lt;br /&gt;[07] I have seen fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;[08] I have seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have almost drowned.&lt;br /&gt;[..09] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;[10] I have listened to one CD over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;[11] I have had stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I have had frostbite.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;    ] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;[12] I have stayed up &apos;til 2 doing homework/projects.&lt;br /&gt;[13] I currently have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[14] I have been ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I have been roller blading.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I have fallen flat on my face.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have tripped over my own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;[15] I have been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have played video games for more than 3 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I have watched the Power Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I attend Church regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[16] I have played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;[17] I have already had my 16th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[18] I have already had my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[19] I&apos;ve called someone stupid.&lt;br /&gt;[20] I&apos;ve been in a verbal argument.&lt;br /&gt;[21] I&apos;ve cried in [pre-]school.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve played basketball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve played baseball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  ] I&apos;ve played football on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;  ] I&apos;ve played soccer on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;  ] I&apos;ve done cheer-leading on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve played softball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve played volleyball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[22] I&apos;ve played tennis on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[23] I&apos;ve been on a track or cross country team.&lt;br /&gt;[24] I&apos;ve been swimming more than 20 times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;[25] I&apos;ve climbed a rock wall.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve lost more than $20.&lt;br /&gt;[26] I&apos;ve called myself an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;[27] I&apos;ve called someone else an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;[28] I&apos;ve cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve had (or have) pets.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve owned a Spice Girls CD.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve owned a Britney Spears CD.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve owned an N*Sync CD.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve owned a Backstreet Boys CD.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve mooned someone.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I have sworn at someone of authority before.&lt;br /&gt;[29] I&apos;ve been in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;[30] I&apos;ve been on TV.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;[31] I&apos;ve eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;  ] I&apos;ve been on the other side of a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.&lt;br /&gt;[32] I&apos;ve watched all the Harry Potter movies.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve watched all of the Rocky movies.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve watched the 3 Stooges.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve watched &amp;quot;Newlyweds&amp;quot; Nick &amp;amp; Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve watched Looney Tunes.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  ] I&apos;ve been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.&lt;br /&gt;[33] I&apos;ve been called a geek.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve studied hard for a test and got a bad grade.&lt;br /&gt;[34] I&apos;ve not studied at all for a test and aced it.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;[35] I&apos;ve met a celebrity/music artist.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve written poetry.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve been attracted to someone much older than me.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been tickled till I&apos;ve cried.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve tickled someone else until they cried.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve had/have siblings.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been to a rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;[36] I&apos;ve listened to classical music and enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;[37] I&apos;ve been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been picked last in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[38] I&apos;ve been picked first in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been picked in that middle-range in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve cried in front of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;[39] I&apos;ve read a book longer than 1,000 pages.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve played Halo 2.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve freaked out over a sports game.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been to Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;[40] I&apos;ve been to China.&lt;br /&gt;[41] I&apos;ve been to Spain.&lt;br /&gt;[42] I&apos;ve been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve had a fight with someone on AIM.&lt;br /&gt;[43] I&apos;ve had a fight with someone face-to-face.&lt;br /&gt;[44] I&apos;ve had serious conversations on any IM.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.&lt;br /&gt;[45] I&apos;ve been forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve screamed at a scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve cried at a chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve watched a lot of action movies.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve screamed at the top of my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;  ] I&apos;ve been to a rap concert.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been to a hip hop concert.&lt;br /&gt;[46] I&apos;ve lived in more than 2 houses.&lt;br /&gt;[47] I&apos;ve driven on the highway/been on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;[48] I&apos;ve driven more than 40 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 40 miles in a day.&lt;br /&gt;[49] I&apos;ve been in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve done drugs.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been homesick.&lt;br /&gt;[50] I&apos;ve thrown up.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;  ] I&apos;ve puked on someone.&lt;br /&gt;[51] I&apos;ve been horseback riding.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve filled out more than 10 myspace/LJ surveys.&lt;br /&gt;[52] I&apos;ve spoken my mind in public.&lt;br /&gt;[53] I&apos;ve proven someone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;[54] I&apos;ve been proven wrong by someone.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve broken a leg.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve broken an arm/fingers.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve fallen off a swing.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve swung on a swing for more than 30 minutes straight.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve watched Winnie the Pooh movies.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve forgotten my backpack when I&apos;ve gone to school.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve lost my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;[55] I&apos;ve come close to dying.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve seen someone die.&lt;br /&gt;[56] I&apos;ve known someone who has died.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.&lt;br /&gt;[57] I&apos;ve done modeling.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve taken something/someone for granted.&lt;br /&gt;[58] I&apos;ve realized how good my life is.&lt;br /&gt;[59] I&apos;ve counted my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;[60] I&apos;ve made fun of a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been asked out by someone and I said no.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve slapped someone in the face.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been skateboarding.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been back-stabbed by someone I thought was a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[61] I&apos;ve lied to someone to their face.&lt;br /&gt;[62] I&apos;ve told a little white lie.&lt;br /&gt;[63] I&apos;ve taken a day off from school just so I don&apos;t go insane.&lt;br /&gt;[64] I&apos;ve fainted.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve had an argument with someone about whether cheer-leading is a sport or not.&lt;br /&gt;[ &amp;nbsp;   ] I&apos;ve pushed someone into a pool.&lt;br /&gt;[65] I&apos;ve been pushed into a pool.&lt;br /&gt;[&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ] I&apos;ve been/am in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived through 65 of these 158 things.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 21:43:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o14;</title>
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  <description>Gone over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect my apartment walls still intact upon my return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I&apos;ll be reachable on &lt;a href=&quot;http://amatterofpride.livejournal.com/2152.html&quot;&gt;my cellphone&lt;/a&gt; from late mornings to early afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ETA]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to leave it on during work. Call whenever the need arises.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>prelude in E minor. - frédéric chopin</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 15:42:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o13;</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;private, unhackable&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Well, this puts me out of work for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;/private, unhackable&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly find myself with a lot of spare time.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>ebben? ne andró lontana. - la wally (alfredo catalani)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 17:36:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o12;</title>
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  <description>One day, they will be grateful I gave them apples instead of candy, when they do not have to invest $500 in a new dental bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, they will feel compelled to apologise for throwing raw eggs against my house walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until then, their parents will keep the wonderful company of my lawyer to sugarless tea and a lot of paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people try to tell me I lack optimism.</description>
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  <lj:music>hungarian rhapsody no. 2 - liszt</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 04:57:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o11;</title>
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  <description>I didn&apos;t think it actually possible for a convenience store to run out of &lt;em&gt;aspirin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 11:26:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o1o;</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Claire Zachanassian: &lt;/em&gt;May I introduce you to my seventh husband?&amp;nbsp;Owns tobacco plantations. Our matrimony is happy.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Please.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Zachanassian:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Come, Moby, bow down. His name actually is Pedro, but Moby makes for a nicer sound. It also fits Boby better, as is the name of the butler. After all, you keep that one for life, so the husbands will have to conform to his name.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband VII bows down.&lt;br /&gt;Claire Zachanassian:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Isn&apos;t he nice with his black moustache?&amp;nbsp;Think, Moby.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband VII thinks.&lt;br /&gt;Claire Zachanassian:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Harder.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband VII thinks harder.&lt;br /&gt;Claire Zachanassian:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Much harder.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband VII:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I can&apos;t think much harder, sweetpie, really.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Zachanassian:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Of course you can. Try.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband VII&amp;nbsp;thinks even harder.&lt;br /&gt;Ring of a bell.&lt;br /&gt;Claire Zachanassian:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;See, it worked. Doesn&apos;t he look almost demonic, Alfred?&amp;nbsp;Like a Brazilian. But that would be a falsity. He actually is Greek Orthodox. His father was Russian. A pope wed us. Highly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;○ burn this book.&lt;br /&gt;○ tell the professor that my roommate did it.&lt;br /&gt;○ cancel the Harajuku walk.&lt;br /&gt;○ seven essays for Psych&lt;br /&gt;○ Milan, never again&lt;br /&gt;○ call investor&lt;br /&gt;○ call Uncle&lt;br /&gt;○ stop skipping lunch&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count me out of this week&apos;s activities altogether unless the matter&apos;s importance exceeds that of my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 16:16:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo9;</title>
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  <description>&amp;bull; Abnormal psychology A and B [partially, DSM-IV TR&amp;nbsp;knowledge present]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Cognitive psychology C [Ulric Neisser, Gestalt psychology Berlin School]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Literature:&amp;nbsp;William Blake, &amp;quot;Tiriel&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Milton&amp;quot; [add &amp;quot;The Great Red Dragon Paintings&amp;quot;]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; running out of oolong&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; ... rooibos, too, actually&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; fine, go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; Call Ren&amp;eacute;, cancel Harajuku this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&amp;bull; ..buy cat chow. Contact the local animal sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is missing a black cat, contact me immediately.</description>
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  <lj:music>cadenza, third movement. - w. a. mozart, as interpreted by gilles apap</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 17:46:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo8;</title>
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  <description>... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to call it a work-related absence in which my cellphone was stolen out of an inadequate locker room. As the trial in regards to poor security service is still running, I am going to have to wait and see if my stay in Milan will be fiscally borne by the respective accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cellphone numbers, if you will, to those who would care for me to inform you of my new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Furthermore, I would fervently appreciate the company of a sane soul after a few weeks amidst horrendously eccentric, fashionphilic buffoons and anorexic airheads.</description>
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  <lj:music>flames. - VAST</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 16:23:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo7;</title>
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  <description>I will be going on vacation for a week, starting tomorrow. Forgive the short notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends entirely on you whether or not I will be taking my cell with me.</description>
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  <lj:music>the walk. - imogen heap</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 09:44:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo6;</title>
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  <description>A cheque, a few stiff words and only one day too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family never ceases to amaze me.</description>
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  <lj:music>the house wins. - OK Go</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 19:28:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo5;</title>
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  <description>There&apos;s nothing quite like the sight of a reduced rental fee notification on top of the mail pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might move some of my accommodations into the attic, now that it is spider-free, newly painted and floored. The roof window has a magnificent view once clean, I have come to notice.</description>
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  <lj:music>white shadows. - coldplay</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 04:32:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo4;</title>
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  <description>... There is a spider nest in the attic. Perhaps I had good reason to never make use of it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to visit the landlady for a nice cup of tea.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 17:41:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo3;</title>
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  <description>&lt;strike&gt;Perhaps I should have myself checked for a severe sodium low. I see no other sensical explanation for the fact that I am on the verge of choosing cup ramen over sushi for dinner tonight.&lt;/strike&gt; ... Perhaps I should order Chop Suey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve run out of books to read, but the library has already closed down. Looks like my weekend will not only be culinarily unwholesome but also plain dull.&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>a good idea at the time. - OK Go</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">a good idea at the time. - OK Go</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 19:03:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo2;</title>
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  <description>Now that more people have been warming up to the idea of keeping journals, perhaps one or the other more pleasant conversation than those over my supposed hypopigmentary congenital disorder will not be too much to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The repetitive assaults on my hair have stopped. It&apos;s surprisingly pleasant be humoured for the sake of refraining from a further extension of the &lt;strike&gt;to be copied by the respective students, handwritten, as you might remember&lt;/strike&gt; rules list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only negotiation were as successful each time.</description>
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  <lj:music>bittersweet symphony. - the verve</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 17:16:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oo1;</title>
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  <description>Perhaps people would like the reminder that the fact that I&apos;m not virtually threatening to bite their heads off is not permission to tug at my hair on a bidaily basis, and run away in a fit of obnoxious giggling. Another cocky freshman, and I&apos;ll see myself pressed to request putting a new rule in the school regulations. Five feet safety distance for council members might not actually be a bad thing; in a similar case of last year, rule #5.7 (&lt;i&gt;It is not permitted to throw raw eggs against the house wall of council members (and their families) who did not give the respective person X a sufficient amount of Halloween candies&lt;/i&gt;) did turn out to be incredibly useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a way to make me start a journal. I would think I am a fairly approachable person, when not forced to threaten prepubescent chimpanzees with too much time on their hands.</description>
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  <lj:music>concerto for two pianos, k. 36. - wolfgang a. mozart</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 11:22:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ooc// application</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Name:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;LJ Username:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_greenlemonapple&apos; lj:user=&apos;greenlemonapple&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://greenlemonapple.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://greenlemonapple.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;greenlemonapple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Age:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;AIM Screename:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; capslockdotsbaby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Character&apos;s Name:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Hyuuga Neji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Character&apos;s Age:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Character&apos;s Model:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Shinji [SiD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Year in School:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Senior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Major / Minor:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Psychology Major / English Literature Minor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Clubs / Activities / Job?:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Martial arts, swimming, tennis. Member of student council, aiming for the position as its president. Occasional modelling as a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;someone call the ambulance; there&apos;s gonna be an accident&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;History / Biography:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Neji was born into a well-functioning family business in pharmaceutics far from poverty and unemployment. Despite having been shielded from the worse parts of society with a lot of fiscal stability, he would be far from calling his childhood a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neji lost his father Hizashi when the Hyuugas made the mistake to bargain with a member of a Chinese Triad clan who was able to provide the means to let them turn new chemical entities into a medication in a far less pricey way than their former one. In turn, he demanded 25% of their profit. Begrudgingly, Hiashi, Hizashi&apos;s superior and older twin, consented to the arrangement. He had no plans of sharing the money, however, and came up with a way to leave his former liaison without a pinch of his share and no contract to refer to. He only realized his mistake when his eldest daughter was kidnapped by the furious man who demanded him in turn for her safety. Hizashi, usually one to simply follow his twin&apos;s decisions instead of assuming responsibilities, was turned in in Hiashi&apos;s stead - by choice, but his son was not told that fact until he turned fourteen. Neji was four years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, he had been at odds with his uncle and the rest of the family, also refusing to be successor to a corporation that engaged in such dirty business despite the fact that he was the most suited boy of his generation. Essentially, however, he grew up with his uncle and two cousins. He has been dealing with Hiashi&apos;s high expectations instead of loving treatment and the warmth of a family - something he would not have chosen if he could, grateful for the lack of false-faced happy family nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience turned Neji into a quite aloof, poignantly bitter child; early teenagehood only worsened those traits. Gifted with natural talents and a well-educated background, it did not take long for him to exceed all of Hiashi&apos;s expectations. Soon after entering college, he became a member of student council. Unfortunately, he had the high tendency to look down upon the less sophisticated kids and refrain from giving them the same rights as those he would consider &apos;deserving&apos; of their position in this particular school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, apparently, was a thick thorn in the eye of one in particular, and Uzumaki Naruto confronted Neji about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neji didn&apos;t get to hear things he was entirely unused to, but usually he was able to shoot down such protests with a few well-chosen, icy words. Accordingly surprised by the fact that Naruto just wouldn&apos;t back down, he allowed himself to have it turned into an argument - a mistake, maybe, as the argument turned into a full-fledged fight. As a martial arts genius, however, it shouldn&apos;t have proved to be a problem. Naruto was nobody in particular, another of those people blinded by optimism, someone Neji was genuinely surprised to even see entering college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which made the fact that he, Hyuuga Neji, lost to him, such an mind-boggling, infuriating fact. It was hard to accept that, somewhere along the way, his views on life and destiny had been miscalculated, but he was not foolish, nor superstitiously assuming that fate was playing tricks on him. A few surprisingly affecting sentences of Naruto beat him to proving it to himself: &lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; was wrong, and the others had been right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little time later, when he turned fourteen, his uncle deemed him old enough to learn about the real background behind the death of his father. It fit just fine into the puzzle of the new world view Neji was developing. He warmed up a little to his family, but moreso to his fellow students - still a little reclusive, denial close on his heels whenever it came to admitting to actually respecting and liking anyone from the bottom of his heart; but he enjoyed sharing his quality time with others in both casual and sophisticated conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his obvious interest in human nature and mindset, his major choice for college was quite obvious from the start. Interpretation of literature, spending hours in the library only to return home with two bags full of books to continue, made the decision for his minor just as easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is the first of Neji&apos;s two guilty pleasures. In his spare time, he can be found studying or researching about whichever subject might have caught his interest; due to that, he has gathered up an impressive general education. He is never disinclined from solving crosswords, puzzles and riddles; however, his main interest had always had its focus in human anatomy and accupressure, the inquisitiveness on the matter most likely to be blamed on his constant work on perfecting his personal martial arts style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His second, far more simplistic guilty pleasure is tea. He is rare to be found without at least a cup of it next to his piles of studies; to him, who has shunned the exaggerated alcohol consumption among youths, a good cup of tea can be just as calming and satisfactory as a scotch to an old retiree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neji is a vain person. Although changing his hair style occasionally (which comes with the job), he usually keeps it quite long and in a low ponytail. You&apos;re never going to see him in slacks and a shirt that has not been freshly ironed; he considers trainers an insult to the eyesight. His occupation after school allows him to fully indulge in said vainity and is more of a relaxation to him than anything else; the fact that it pays well is only a welcome bonus. He does get financial support from his family and has his father&apos;s heritage to rely on, but those he refuses to spend for more than his education and living necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Third person writing sample:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neji walked down the gravel walk of the park in quick strides, pulling his coat around him tighter. He would have enjoyed the shooting if not for the freezing temperature and the wonderful timing of the managers who had scheduled an outdoor collection shoot in the park for today, of all days. Despite the fact that he had already finished his extended essay on autistic savantism and hardly required to return home for school work, he had just changed his mind about paying the library a visit, and instead looked up the next scheduled bus in direction of his favorite tea house. His fingers were freezing even inside his pockets; with a small frown, he accepted that that fact was not going to change in the next hours, and no steaming cup or pot of rooibos was going to help it. He had a tendency for cold hands, though, and did not dwell on it for longer than necessary - whining was foolish and pointless, and his mood had not reached a level that would allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yet&lt;/i&gt;, he inherently added when he saw that he had half an hour left before he could establish a new record on how to enter a bus that was bursting with people, without having anyone invade his personal space. For a moment, he considered walking the bus route; that would save him a few cents, but essentially keep him out in the cold for longer than in the case of waiting at this stop. &lt;i&gt;Warmth, or money.&lt;/i&gt; He did not actually depend on money; still, he had his moments of thriftiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not today, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Warmth,&quot; he murmured, brow furrowed, readjusting his scarf for the duration of his wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;... And one less dango stick.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Other Notes:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; He&apos;s watching you. No, really, he is. Neji has a remarkable photographic memory, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small&gt;Any Questions:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT THE AMERICAN SCHOOL SYSTEM I hope it&apos;s not too obvious. Ah, also apologies for the bible-length application. I.. like descriptive words. 8D&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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