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  <title>Party</title>
  <subtitle>Woot Woot</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Rachell R.</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-13T06:16:04Z</updated>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-12T20:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T06:16:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T06:16:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is probably the most weirdest thing I've come across being sold on the interwebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapestop.net/"&gt;RapeX&lt;/a&gt;: The Anti-Rape Female Condom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone tries to rape you, they get a barb through the penis!&lt;br /&gt;They would have to get it surgically removed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-12T18:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T04:37:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T04:37:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So... sometimes I'm supposed to do stuff (in this instance, study for my final tomorrow), but then I end up not doing it. I end up going through &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ourbedrooms' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/ourbedrooms/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/ourbedrooms/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ourbedrooms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and imagine what my dream room/apartment/converted loft will look like... and then sometimes I'll spend hours on &lt;a href="http://london.craigslist.co.uk/"&gt;London Craigslist&lt;/a&gt; seeing which room/apartment/converted loft would better suit my designing needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find one loft, it was in New York though and it was the 5th floor of a converted warehouse, man was it beautiful. It was $2,300 a month for rent though, but right when I saw it I contemplated calling up everyone I know to see who'd want to come with me to New York and split the it. We could all go there and pretend we're living IN the movie 'Rent'!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:74879</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-12T16:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T02:05:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T02:05:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Eh. I had no sleep last night. My thyroid was acting up (and considering that I took myself off the meds for it, can't do anything about it). I spend a good amount of hours tossing and turning in my bed, an hour on the floor of the dirty-ass bathroom dry heaving in to the toilet, and the rest of the night conked out on the couch in the living room. Yes, I travel a lot when I'm sick. I'm always paranoid I'm going to offend someone with my gagging, or wake someone, so I tend to wander around, changing places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came up, I woke up again and decided the best place for me would be back in my bed. I was feeling very mcShitty today until I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The new trailer for Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="23" /&gt;&lt;div class="syn"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reelzchannel.com/movie/229817/the-sisterhood-of-the-traveling-pants-2"&gt;The Sisterhood of ...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I love the series. &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm in the mood to cry, but not in the mood to watch a sad romance movie, I turn to one of those books and weep. Seriously, it doesn the job well.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:74594</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-08T17:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T03:08:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T03:08:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I ate like 2 pounds of quality mozzarella and a pack of pepperoni slices.&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel sick and gross. I don't know whether I want to throw up or fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I think its time to sleep though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if I do anything tonight, most likely not.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:74480</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-07T19:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T05:55:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T05:55:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just finished wathing 'Diving Bell and the Butterfly'. What a great movie.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I cried. Theres a scene where he sees his kids for teh first time after the accident and his son wipes the saliva from his mouth, then they show his son crying and his mother comforting hiim. God, that got me good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, my head feels lighter now.&lt;br /&gt;Theres still some crappy, fried hair left, but not a lot. I'm still trying to find a way to style it while still looking like the old me. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'll do tomorrow, there is a review session for one of my classes at 11am that I may go to. But after that? Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;No class or tests till Tuesday, and then another on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I've registered for classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Courses I'm Taking Fall 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Basic Apparel Construction (Fashion Program)&lt;br /&gt;- Cinematic and Narrative Production (Film Program)&lt;br /&gt;- Creative Writing: Drama and Screenwriting (English Program)&lt;br /&gt;- Understanding Photography (Art Program)&lt;br /&gt;- S/SE Asia Drama and Film: Phillipines (Indo-Pacific Languages Program)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Up in the air:&lt;/b&gt; Screenwriting (Film Program), Internship (Film Program, 5 hours a week working on TV set)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a full load. Cinematic Production is 4 hours a week, and class for Understanding Photography is like, 5 hours a week (not including homework).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm muchos excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how I'm going to pay for this.&lt;br /&gt;I did the math (actually the school website already billed me for it) and next semester alone is going to cost me $5,500. I get $1,500 from a school grant, $1,500 from a loan. I'm fine with paying $1,000 through payment plans throughout the semester.&lt;br /&gt;I already asked my brother for money but he hasn't responded with a viable answer, even though he said he would help me with any money I'll need. I don't like to ask him for money, but it's kind of an emergency, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Financial aid said they'll give me $1,000 more in loans in a few months. So we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;It just pains me to know that I'll be paying all this from August till December, only to come back to Oahu in January and have to do this whole thing over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still excited though. Snooches.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:73992</id>
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    <title>My haircut!</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T02:38:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T02:38:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just came back from getting my hair cut!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I look like Knives from Scott Pilgrim. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.newsarama.com/gallery/albums/userpics/10006/thumb_envyblog.png"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:73911</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-07T11:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T21:28:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T21:28:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Awww! Last class was today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie, I got a little weepy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to study for finals, but the two tests I have are both on what we've went over for the past 2 weeks! I'm stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my Fashion class today I was making faces at the instructor whenever he said anything about the written final, because I thought I flubbed it. But I didn't! I got an A! I got 2 questions wrong, but he gave me half points for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cutting my hair today!&lt;br /&gt;I want this cut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shannyn-sossamon.com/gallery/albums/movies/wristcutters/wristcuttersstill028.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally drastic, but the ends of my hair is so dry and crap, I just really want to start over.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:73561</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-05T19:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T05:32:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T05:32:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went back to the sushia place again today. Spent just as much money as I spent before, and seeing as it's not my money, it pains me. No more spending until JC comes over later this week, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my final project presentation in my fashion class this morning. I thought I'd get laughed at and ridiculed by the teacher, but he ended up liking it. Though he did rip off the safety pins on to the ground to illustrate how he'd re-work my garment to make it sellable. I seriously went down on all fours and picked up the safety pins as I was leaving the from of the room, like a sick wounded puppy. Gosh, that professor scares me, although hes been taking a liking to me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed 4 more movies today. Actually, just 2, the other 2 were season DVDs of 'Friends'. I've taught myself to sleep only after I've watched 'Friends'. I swear, whenever I hear that Rembrandts song my eyes start to drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first role of film and I have a vague idea on where I could drop it off to be developed, but no idea how to get there. I have no car, and the problem with taking a bus there is that it's uncharted territory. I won't know how to get back to an area that I'm comfortable being it. I don't know how to get a bus back to the mall after going to this place, PhotoLab Inc. But their rates are cheap and I really want to see how these pictures turned out before I leave for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I leave Uni on the 15th. I'm still working on this though, my timing is all off.</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-04T18:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T04:50:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T04:50:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just got back from watching Iron Man. A good movie that was.&lt;br /&gt;A little weird on the storyline, but the effects were awesome. Jeff Bridges... gosh, I didn't think he could pull off the vilain character as whenever I see him I always picture him as 'The Dude'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first roll of film. I gotta reload some more, this time some B&amp;W kind I bought the other day. Should be great, I'm not that big a fan of B&amp;W photography, but we'll see.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:73202</id>
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    <title>A day in my life</title>
    <published>2008-05-04T05:11:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-04T05:39:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, here you go. I went and searched google real quick on how to use Photoshop Actions (made things A LOT easier!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting this here, because my life is boring and I doubt anyone would find it cool in any way (other than people already on my friend's list I guess lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=clock.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/clock.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I woke up a few hours before this to pee, but I went back to sleep. Notice the unfocus-ness on this picture. I'm practicially dead in the morning. Also, this is my roommate's clock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wakeup.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/wakeup.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move sides of the bed, and drag my computer over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cloverfield.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/cloverfield.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I even get ready, I sit up and try to watch 'The Orphanage'. I have to return it today.&lt;br /&gt;It scares me shitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=textingali.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/textingali.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching 'The Orphanage' I text Ali about Tyler Hilton's clothing on the new One Tree Hill commercials. I don't watch the show, but I think Tyler Hilton is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=clothes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/clothes.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When thats done, I get my clothes ready and take a shower. After watching 'The Orphanage' I become really afraid of the frosted shower doors (it reminds me of this one scene in the movie). So I keep staring at it to make sure no sack wearing little boy is behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ready.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/ready.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dressed and ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thewears-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/thewears-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab everything I need, which is the DVDs I need to return, and the list of DVDs I want to borrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=outthedoor.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/outthedoor.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab my glasses and I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thebus.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/thebus.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus I text Ali some more, and listen to some music. I'm afraid to actually take pictures in the bus, because a lot of the riders look extra shadey today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=morewalking.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/morewalking.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get off the bus and walk... and walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blockbuster.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/blockbuster.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of Ala Moana I turn a corner and there it is! Blockbuster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=musicwithin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/musicwithin.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly find the movies I want. Yes! 'Music Within' is available!&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the 'The Orphanage' display and texted Ali a picture of the little boy with the sack on his head. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=garage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/garage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cross the garage to get to Ritz Cameras where I buy B&amp;W 120 film.&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Barnes &amp; Noble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=barnesandnoble.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/barnesandnoble.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finally got in the issue of BUST I wanted!!! Yay! Flight of the Conchords pictures!&lt;br /&gt;I ended up dropping it somewhere and got the latest issue of Fangoria instead. Yes, I have priorities. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=walkingtofood.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/walkingtofood.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, so I walk to Genki Sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sushi3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/sushi3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plates start to pile up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sushi2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/sushi2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself staring at the conveyor belt a lot! Look at them sushi go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sushi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/sushi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat two plates of these, salmon with onion and mayo. I &amp;lt;3 them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hotpockets.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/hotpockets.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy food for the week. I curse the heavens because Hot Pockets arent on sale anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hotpockets2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/hotpockets2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy a few anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thebusback.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/thebusback.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a picture as I stepped off the bus near my dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=manoawalk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/manoawalk.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More walking. I go through Manoa Walk, and it currently looks like the setting for an awesome horror movie. Its pretty maze like, with black tarp over the gates, and long halogen lights line the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=manoawalk2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/manoawalk2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hellofrear.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/hellofrear.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed at it's artistry. Also, heres the new dorm, Frear. I haerd its already haunted. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=changing.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/changing.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back in to my dorm and change clothes. I'm all sweaty from walking so darn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=checkemail.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/checkemail.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check email and livejournal. I'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=photoblogging.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/photoblogging.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I check &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='destroyerzooey' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://destroyerzooey.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://destroyerzooey.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;destroyerzooey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s flickr album to see if awesome Pre-Production- Scott Pilgrim movie tidbits were leaked unknowingly. (Also, I love Edgar Wright!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dinner.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/dinner.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dinner consists of a one minute meal- a Hot Pocket (pepperoni!) and a tub of sour cream to dip it in. I am the most unhealthy person in the world, and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eating.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/eating.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat my hot pocket and cry at various moments in 'Music Within'. Sad movie.&lt;br /&gt;I then watch 'The Other Sister' and a little bit of 'American Splendor' before noticing a baseball game with the University of Hawaii Vs ????. I take out my Holga and attempt to do a long exposure of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=holga.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/holga.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Holga. I've taken it everywhere since I got it. I have yet to name it something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sleep after watching American Splendor and a little bit of 'Friends'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:72773</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-05-03T17:49:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-04T03:56:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-04T03:56:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got my Holga on Thursday! Did I post that??? It's mighty awesome and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought film for it, B&amp;Q ones, but I still haven't got a clue where to develop it. I know theres all these darkrooms on campus, but I don't know how to use a darkroom (the lst time I used one was in high school, senior year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried doing 'A Day In the Life' entry over at one of those communities, but my day ended up sucking perfuse butt. I watched 4 DVDs yesterday and thats hard to capture the intensity of that on a digital camera. So I guess once I download them and askew them, I'll post it here. It was just my day as I woke up, took the bus to Ala Moana, went to Blockbuster, borrowed movies, bought film, went back to the dorms, and watched said movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much I slept today. I wasn't even that tired.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go back to Ala Moana and get more DVDs, as yesterday's haul is done being watched. But I ended up watching some 'Friends' episodes, and that shit to me is like a sleeping pill. Back home, when I couldn't sleep I'd have to watch 'Friends' DVDs until I did. So now I gots my body trained to do watch just one or two episodes and I'm OUT. I fell asleep around 1 o'clock and it's now 5:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I won't be able to sleep tonight. :P</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:72450</id>
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    <title>School SUCKS!</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T06:48:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T06:54:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I turned in another final, going over to that Professor's desk I felt all accomplished. Then, he gave back our last project and saw that my group members who had already gotten their graded papers looked super depressed. Yup, we did bad. Overall a 'B' isn't that bad of a grade for that class (at least for me), but my group members worked really really hard for that shit. They wanted an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alright with the B though. As long as it wasn't a 'C', right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Holga camera in the mail today, I haven't had that much time to tinker with it, as I was reading the manuals to 'Lars and the Real Girl' and ended up falling asleep in the fetal position on half of my bed (the side that wasn't occupied by boxes and mail bubble padding). I slept well.&lt;br /&gt;Before I dug in to the Holga box, I did talk to Ali. She told me a story about the dorms I live in, and how scary it is. I upped her by telling her how freakin' scary 'The Orphanage' is (complete with minute details about the disfigured little boy and his Michael Jackson-like ability to draw attention from everyone from the room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more class till Monday, and then thats when I'm to show off a re-constructed garment for my Introduction to Fashion class. I've come to the realization that my Professor will either love it or hate my garment, as its completely avant garde. It's inspiration: 'Sixteen Candles' meets 'Party Monster'. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I was having a pretty shitty day until I saw this from &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='destroyerzooey' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://destroyerzooey.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://destroyerzooey.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;destroyerzooey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s fickr, where he is photo blogging an impromptu trip to LA to help with some shit on Edgar Wright's new movie (you know the one starring Michael Cera as 'Scott Pilgrim'). Oh, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='destroyerzooey' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://destroyerzooey.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://destroyerzooey.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;destroyerzooey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WROTE Scott Pilgrim! Isn't that wild!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2457188223_439f941b31.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w192/horrorbot/2457188223_439f941b31.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:72430</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-30T21:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T07:50:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T07:50:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm getting my lomo camera tomorrow! (or friday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:71972</id>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-30T16:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T02:51:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T02:51:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am so overwhelmed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 pages of a written final due tomorrow, and a mandatory meetind ownstairs in the lounge at 7. I can't afford to loose this valuable time... and these college students scare me. They're obnoxious.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:horrorbot:71891</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Personality Trait = Trouble</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T20:58:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T20:58:00Z</updated>
    <category term="personality trait"/>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='appwidget appwidget-qotd' id='LJWidget_1'&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What personality trait has gotten you in the most trouble? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I'm kinda quirky. :P&lt;br /&gt;Like, once I get comfortable in a place, I start to be a little weird when it comes to handling myself. For instance, if there is a class that I find enjoyable, I may be the one bringing up really weird scenarios during discussions (ie. "Catherine Morland in &lt;i&gt;Northanger Abbey&lt;/i&gt; is a lot like The Dude in &lt;i&gt;The Big Lebowski&lt;/i&gt;").</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-29T20:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T06:08:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T06:08:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went in to finals week really excited, but now I'm soo overwhelmed by everything.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be at home, in my apartment, watching DVDs and writing my screenplay. I don't want to be studying for a test that I'll most likely forget 2 days after. I feel creative today, but I have to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't these professors allow open notes!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to finish this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Tyler Hilton calms me.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how calming it is, I will never watch One Tree Hill. Nope. Never.</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-29T18:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T04:39:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T04:39:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, so, so...... Tyler Hilton is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I BOUGHT an mp3 of an artist! haha&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering buying more, because I downloaded Tyler Hilton's song 'Picture Perfect' and the dude is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and beautiful. :)</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-29T16:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T02:20:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T02:20:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am going to punch whoever said 'The Savages' was a good movie... right in the ovaries. &lt;br /&gt;What a freaking downer that movie was! Fucking marketing scheme, totally made it seem like a comedy, even the box said it was funny. It wasn't funny! It was seriously disturbing!&lt;br /&gt;I've never cried that much in a "comedy"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a downer. &lt;br /&gt;I am now depressed.</content>
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    <title>The haul.</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T04:02:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T04:02:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I was living on $1.50 sausages this past week because I was low on cash. But this morning my dad calls and says that he wired some money in to my account, and he gave me permission to go HOG WYLD! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway I came back to my dorm after shopping and realized that I'm kinda weird. Notice these things that I bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 'Creative Screenwriting' Magazine&lt;br /&gt;* 'Darkly Dreaming Dexter' Book&lt;br /&gt;* 10 Packets of Pepperoni Hot Pockets&lt;br /&gt;* A can of Anchovies in olive oil&lt;br /&gt;* A tub of Sour Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the following movies from Blockbuster:&lt;br /&gt;* Juno&lt;br /&gt;* Cloverfield&lt;br /&gt;* The Orphanage&lt;br /&gt;* The Savages</content>
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    <title>Stereomb</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T03:41:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T03:41:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Heres another post I made in Stereo, about Miley Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, if I had a BILLION dollars to my franchise, I'd be doing so much more stupid shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a gold toilet. I want my own cable network, like MTV, but called RTV (Rachell-ivision, catchy ain't it?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it would be needless to say that I would most likely be on HARD drugs. I'll just come out and say right now. If I was rich, I'd totally welcome the coke. lol I'm rich, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, compared to me- Mileys doing an AWESOME job!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-28T11:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T21:25:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T21:25:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dad wired me money!!! Fuck yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not poor anymore! *tear*&lt;br /&gt;I can eat real food now!</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-26T22:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T08:32:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T08:32:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nothing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Baby Mama" with Krystle and John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate mashed potatoes, bacon, and anchovies for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;It tasted good. :)&lt;br /&gt;I swear, if I didnt have like, 3 different things wrong with me, I'd be obese.</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-25T19:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T05:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-26T05:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My room will be messy FOREVER!</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-25T18:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T04:57:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I have no movies to watch!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already watched the whole series of Freaks &amp; Geeks 2 weekends in a row, once each time, so I don't want to watch that again... I watched The Big Lebowski, like 3 times in the last 2 days. I gotta find more stuff to do. This is getting ridiculous.</content>
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    <title>horrorbot @ 2008-04-25T16:36:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-26T02:42:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So, I just finished watching the most saddest movie known to man. I'm a muscusy blubbering mess..... &lt;b&gt;Dear Frankie&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Great movie. It's brilliant.</content>
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