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  <title>The Life of a Dreamer</title>
  <subtitle>(or, I was feeling weird one night so I decided to do this)</subtitle>
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    <name>ananya01</name>
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  <updated>2009-04-03T17:40:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:5303</id>
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    <title>Religion+Internet=BIG MESS</title>
    <published>2009-04-03T17:40:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-03T17:40:08Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;OK, here we go. I strive to stay away from religious debates on the internet. I&amp;nbsp;strive to not read any and all religious debates on the internet, because I know it will upset me. But every so often I fail, and I read one, and I start getting upset. A few days ago was one of those times, and now I'm upset enough to write about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can ignore most of the religious crap that people write on the internet because clearly, most of these people are psycho's, idiots, or clearly don't have anything better to do so they just try to stir up trouble. But here's what gets me. Someone on my f-list posted this on their LJ; something that they found on youtube (the breeding ground for idiots):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Religion is a mental illness, of which the defining feature is delusional belief in an invisible being who is always watching you and will punish you if you don't follow their will (the paranoid delusions found in schizophrenia are often similar). The illness comes in various strains. People not afflicted by religion are called atheists, and they can be identified by their ability and willingness to use rational thought. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even going to comment on that. I have no words. But what got to me was what this person and some of her friends, being atheist, wrote about this post. The basic gist was that they think that, while they respect our beliefs, religious people are 'morons', not capable of 'ration thought' like atheists are, and a whole lot of other crap that I don't have the heart to go and look up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you how incredibly insulted I felt when I read this. It's like they expected me to be glad that even though they think I'm an idiot for being religious, they think I'm stupid and have no problem telling me so. And the thing that really pissed me off was, these were not stupid, crazy internet people. These were basically intelligent people, insulting everyone who has religious beliefs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the poster girl for religion. I've been raised Roman Catholic, but the truth is, I've been questioning it since I was 12. But I do believe that, despite my doubts about certain parts of this specific religion, I am a religious person. This doesn't mean I am incapable of rational thought. This doesn't mean there is something wrong with me. It just is what it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this person clearly has issues with religion because she has been in contact with those crazy people you only hear about on TV who tell you that they're angels, or Jesus reborn. And she's clearly had people trying to shove religion down her throat for most of her life. But why is it that most of these people seem to be centred in America? I live in England and, at least in my area, I've never heard of anyone like that around here. No-one tries to shove religion down our throats here. (Except Jehovah's Witnesses, but...what can you say?). I've been going to Roman Catholic schools for most of my life, and even they didn't try to force us to believe it. The most religious pressure I've ever gotten is from my mum, who's quite a fervent believer, but what can you do, she's a mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've just realised that this person is not a nice person. In fact she just wrote a post that told everyone so. And I'm glad. Because now I&amp;nbsp;feel better for disliking her and being angry at that post. *sigh* I'm too sensitive about these things. But, I do feel better for having written this, so that's a plus at least! None of this may make sense but at least I&amp;nbsp;feel better ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:5006</id>
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    <title>Happy Birthday!</title>
    <published>2009-03-01T23:00:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-01T23:00:36Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Jennifer Hudson-If This Isn't Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Just a quick post to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday sueko_lawliet31!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back and I hope you had a great day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:4613</id>
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    <title>Those darn Zutarians...</title>
    <published>2008-10-03T19:19:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-03T19:19:55Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Which HP shippers do Zutarians remind me of? You know, people who ship Zuko/Katara? They're pushy, occasionally rude, always selling their ship everywhere and anywhere they can. They often bash any other canon couple, and there's always one that seems to show up in every post, saying the same thing. I know they remind me of some equally obsessed and annoying HP ship, but I can't remember which one. :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:4429</id>
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    <title>I waaaaaaaaaant...</title>
    <published>2008-09-24T21:24:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-24T21:24:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want the Collector's Edition of Beauty and the Beast. No, scratch that, I &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; the Collector's Edition. I need it to be brand spanking new. And I need it to be under &amp;pound;30. Is that too much to ask? Well, apparently it is. Because the smart people on Amazon bought the thing when it was out, and are now holding it hostage for about &amp;pound;70 for a new copy. *sigh* Oh well. This is what I get for ignoring Disney when it's shoved in my face. I'm left yearning and wanting and cursing myself. I'll treat myself to it as a Christmas present I think. It's the only way I can justify spending &amp;pound;70 on a DVD to my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:4292</id>
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    <title>I feel a bitch coming on...</title>
    <published>2008-09-22T23:09:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-22T23:09:27Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OK, what's with me not being 'authorized' to view icon entries these days? What goes on LJ? First you have a problem with gratuitous porn, and now this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:4012</id>
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    <title>Avatar Finale! YAAAAY!</title>
    <published>2008-07-20T23:50:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-20T23:50:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;I'll admit it, I was a little worried the creators were gonna screw this up. I have to say that season 3 hasn't been my favourite so far. But I am so, sooo happy with the finale! Mostly. A few gripes here and there, but mostly I'm all tingly inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Come share in my Avatar love :)"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Fave Parts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;The fight between Zuko and Azula. Brilliant. And the music made me all achy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;Azula's breakdown. Helloooo, I saw that coming. But that last part where she was chained up and crying? OMG that was &lt;strike&gt;creepy&lt;/strike&gt; good. The person who voiced Azula did really well&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;The way Katara beat Azula. You clever, clever girl. Katara hasn't always been one of my favourite characters, but she won back some points with that&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;Zuko's reunion with Iroh. So, so sweet. It had me all teary-eyed *sniff*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;Toph's metalbending. 'Nuff said&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;The White Lotus gang taking back Ba Sing Se. I was wondering when that whole White Lotus thing was actually going to have a point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;The fight between Aang and Ozai. Especially the last bit when he went into the avatar state and started kicking Ozai's arse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;Aang's spirit bending. I have to say, that usually I'm all for the kill-the-bad-guy, and for most of the finale, I was telling Aang to toughen up and do the damn thing. But by the end, I was really proud of him for not killing Ozai. Good boy Aang&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;My One Small Gripe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;Zuko's mother. How I ask you, HOW, can you have the boy ask where she is, and not show us? There had better be another episode or something to show us, because I need some closure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;Oh and my favourite line out of the whole thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zuko&lt;/b&gt;: Uncle, you're the only one who can defeat the Fatherlord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toph&lt;/b&gt;: You mean the Firelord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zuko&lt;/b&gt;: (&lt;i&gt;yelling&lt;/i&gt;) That's what I just said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cracked me up. Somebody has some issues...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#800080"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:3807</id>
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    <title>Happy B-Day!</title>
    <published>2008-03-02T00:50:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-02T00:50:15Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">A bit rushed as I'm going to bed now, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Happy&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;Birthday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;a href="http://sueko-lawliet31.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sueko_lawliet31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff" size="6"&gt;!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great day! :D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:3420</id>
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    <title>Fanfic. Where have you gone?</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T22:40:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T22:40:25Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;Can I have some new fanfic? Please? Just...give me something new. Because I'm dying here.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:3158</id>
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    <title>Sweeney Todd!</title>
    <published>2008-01-30T14:24:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-30T14:24:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;Hmm, it's been about 13 weeks since I last posted something on here. Shame on me. But what better excuse to post something than to rave about Sweeney Todd!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course it was brilliant. I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I would, (usually I'm not into the gore, and this film had it in abundance), but even that was OK. It helped that my friend Veronica kept making me laugh everytime someone got their throat cut though...she is an odd person, I still don't know why she found that funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it never really occurred to me who was in the film until I was actually in the cinema. And then it ht me, Johnny Depp, Helena Bonham Carter and Alan Rickman all in one film? (Do the math people, Pirates of the Caribbean+Harry Potter=YAY!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved Helena in this film. I thought her character was sooo sweet, and I do have to say she looked good in that dress. I've always wanted one of those dresses for myself actually. It holds your waist in and makes your breasts look amazing...*sigh*. I think we could all do with one of those.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Rickman's character was seriously disturbed and perverted and, of course, Alan played it brilliantly. Oh, and him singing with Johnny Depp gave me happy shivers all through the song 'Pretty Women'. Go and see the film just for that. But my aunt was telling me the other day that some people were complaining about it on the radio because they didn't know it was a musical and that they'd be singing all the way through. One word: idiots. Oh and the people who comment on Youtube videos? Two words: bigger idiots. That's all I'm gonna say for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Johnny, my Johnny. How are you so good at an English accent? And how do you manage to be funny while still portraying a crazed serial killer? And he has a lovely singing voice, I applaud him for the whole performance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to go and eat my chicken kiev before I die of starvation. ;)&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:2902</id>
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    <title>Bad Move Jo....</title>
    <published>2007-10-25T19:40:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-25T19:40:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;OK, it may be a bit late, but my opinion on this whole 'Dumbledore is gay' thing...is a big NO. I'm sorry, but it just seemed ridiculous when I read it, and it seems ridiculous now. I was perfectly content seeing Dumbledore as asexual thank you, and now there's this whole Grindelwald thing going on. Now what are all the Dumbledore/McGonogall shippers gonna do? I say: Hun, if your not going to put &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; hint of it in the books, it's not really on to blurt it out now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to do it in front of a room of kids? I have my reservations on that as well. I mean, I'm sure some older fans were hoping for something like this, and that's cool, but I'm imagining a 10 yr old picking up the paper, seeing the HUGE 'Dumbledore is Gay' headline...and well, not good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&amp;nbsp;that's just my opinion. I think I'll carry on pretending it never happened, as I'm so good at doing :)&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:2785</id>
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    <title>Something's wrong here...</title>
    <published>2007-10-05T17:34:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-05T17:34:33Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;OK, I'm at university, I'm 18 and everyone says I should be having the time of my life. So why aren't I?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's ok. I don't hate it. But I don't love it either. It's better than school, in the sense that I don't have to be there 6 hrs a day and I'm actually learning about the things I'm interested in. But sometimes when I'm sitting in a lecture, it feels like school again, except this time I'm amazingly unsure of myself and uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a loner or a recluse or anything, but I don't know how to just make friends with people within 5 minutes of talking to them like everyone else does. There are people I can chat to, but it's not the same as having friends that you can talk to about anything with. And everyone else has the advantage of living in the Halls, while I'm at home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, maybe it'll just take a while for me to get comfortable there. A long while. Like maybe, a year. I just wish that I could feel like something other than a loser while I was waiting.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:2305</id>
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    <title>Heeeelp Meeee!</title>
    <published>2007-09-19T11:49:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-19T11:49:38Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;OK, I'm starting uni TOMORROW and I have the world's mot annoying cold. As if I wasn't nervous enough about it, now I'm gonna have to go in there with the sneezing and the million tissues...LIFE IS UNFAIR!!!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Who needs History, when you have a wacky friend?</title>
    <published>2007-09-16T17:36:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-16T17:36:38Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Donnell Jones-All Her Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Am now into day 2 of cleaning my room (the end is nowhere in sight) and I found one of the numeous notes that my friend Veronika and I did to pass the time in History (and avoid learning anything).&amp;nbsp; It's actually a good reminder of how insane we are ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: Let's go out and fly a kite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: You random wierdo. You've been watching Mary Poppins haven't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: Last Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: That's much too long. You should watch Mary Poppins once a week. So why the sudden urge to fly a kite? You do know that it's raining, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: Experiment-perhaps we could get it above the clouds! Can I hear thunder or is that from upstairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: No, that's just the noises in your head. I have no desire to be electrocuted, thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: You need lightening to be electrocuted. Well, I guess your &lt;u&gt;hot &lt;/u&gt;enough already. Damn I need to piss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: I did not understand that last sentence (due to her scruffy handwriting). And if there's thunder, there's sure to be lightening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: But you said I was hearing noises in my head, therefore, no thunder or lightening. Last sentence=I NEED TO USE THE BOG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Well thank you for telling me that, in the most lovely language. And even though you're hearing things, there might be thunder later. Anyway, neither of us has a kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: Here's a kite :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: That is a paper diamond which you have drawn lines on, you silly fish!!! (insert my cute little drawing of a dead fish. I don't know why my fishes are always dead...) You need sticks and string! Where are the sticks and string?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: Pens and your hair! What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Oh no, I know the real reason you want my hair-voodoo. Your not getting it. And we'll have to use your pens, I love mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: But you love my pens too-we must nick someone else's pens and hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: OK. Let's steal Jane's hair, it's about time I used my voodoo magic on her anyway. We're not breaking any laws right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: Who cares!? Who should we get to hold the kite?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: You. Your idea, you can be electrocuted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: But I'm too hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Liar. I'm telling you now, your hands are freezing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V: Well, my body temp is 37&lt;font face="Symbol"&gt;&lt;font face="Symbol"&gt;°&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;C, but my look is smouldering. I make men weak at the knees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Liar, liar, liar! As your friend, I am telling you, the men are not weak at the knees, they are cowering in fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At which point she hit me and my history teacher began to get suspicious, so we had to stop. Ahhhh, my school days :D. How I miss them. Well, not the lessons, or the teachers, or most of the people. But the messing around and bunking and note passing, that was the life!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ananya01:1986</id>
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    <title>The Bacchae, Joy!</title>
    <published>2007-09-15T22:43:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-15T22:45:24Z</updated>
    <category term="classics"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;In the spirit of my&amp;nbsp;love of Classics, and the fact that I'm going to uni to study it for the next 3 years, I went to the theatre on Thursday with my equally Classics-adoring friend Maria, to see the Bacchae, starring the wonderful Alan Cumming as Dionysus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="I have a paper cut...:("&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;First off, I forgot how much I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; going to the theatre. Once you get past the annoying, getting-ready-to-go-out part, it's exciting, and it makes me feel all grown-up and important, which is rare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually seen a semi-modern interpretation before (which is now to be known as the ‘old one‘), and I have a hard time deciding which one I like better. The aspect that I missed most from this one was the whole seduction/sexual joy of Dionysus’ worship. In the old one, there was this amazingly erotic dance where Dionysus was seducing Agaue into madness, and there weren’t even any clothes removed! And I distinctly remember a scene where Pentheus was talking about…something, and Agaue was at the top of the stage, writhing. Juuuuuust writhing. It was hot, but it was…artistic hot. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;The Choruses could not have been more different. The new one was a chorus of gospel-singing black women, who were amazing btw. I wish I could remember the songs, but ain’t it always the way in the theatre? You hear all these amazing songs, and you wanna sing them over and over again, but by the time the show has ended, they’re gone. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;The old Chorus was a bunch of middle-aged men dressed in pink tutus. Much funnier, I remember they made the audience sing a song about dropping your pants. Oh yes, very different. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;And although it’s more accurate for the Messenger to tell the audience about Pentheus’ death, I missed the actual event. The old production actually had it done in front of the audience, and I swear to God, it looked real. However, on the other hand, the description of the death was especially gruesome and gory, so that kind of made up for it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;I really admired the actress who played Agaue in this one. Her madness was well played, as well as her grief over losing her son (well, her grief over realising that she brutally dismembered her own son). The only thing I remember about the old Agaue was the…writhing thing. And the fact that she was topless for the last scene of the play. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;Alan, of course, was perfect as the effeminate, hedonistic Dionysus, but I knew he would be as soon as I heard he was playing the role. Interesting choice to lower him from the ceiling with his skirt over his head (giving us all a view of his derriere). Not really sure it was necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the Dionysus from ages ago was much more feminine, he was wearing skinny jeans (btw, I do not think it's right in any way when men have skinnier legs than I do), a boob tube, high heels and a very tall hat. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="2"&gt;Actually, I think I prefer the old production better. Though this one was funny, the last one was much funnier. And I loves me funny &lt;font face="Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/font&gt; But overall, I give it a solid, 8.5/10&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Hysteria</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T00:55:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T00:55:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, I had a hysterical breakdown. At my Aunty's house. In front of my 3 yr old cousin. Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="I am odd..."&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what happened! One minute, I'm telling the girl to get off me, the next I'm laughing hysterically, the next I'm crying hysterically, and then I'm doing both. Which is an odd experience really. Crying and laughing at the same time, that is. It wasn't even like I was laughing and tears were coming out, oh no, that would've been too simple. It was like I could feel something that started out as a laugh, but came out as more tears and crying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my cousin, Tyra, was sooooo sweet during all the madness! She gave me hugs, told me I was pretty (with my crazy hair and crying face) and even sang 'Rock-A-Bye Baby' to me. I just hope I haven't freaked her out or anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I did this was in primary school, when I fell and grazed my knee. At least back then&amp;nbsp; had a reason. Now I only have my lunacy to blame. Anyway, I was depressed, so I j&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;u&lt;/font&gt;st had to get that out. Because the chocolate doesn't seem to be working. Or if it is, it's not working fast enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Thank You, So Much</title>
    <published>2007-08-10T21:31:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-10T21:31:01Z</updated>
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    <category term="ramblings"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="3"&gt;Ok, I just started on LJ. After HP-DH came out, that's how short a time ago&amp;nbsp;it was that I started. And now, as soon as I get to join in the love and fun of the fandom, LJ gets all stupid. They start destroying the beauty that is fanfiction and fanart of Harry Potter. Now, left and right, people are switching to different journals, starting up somewhere else. And where am I in the middle of all this? Nowhere. Lost. Praying to God that it'll blow over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'd just like to say, thank you LJ. Thank you so much for f***ing me over :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: In The Money</title>
    <published>2007-07-30T21:10:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-30T21:10:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="4"&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you won $100 this afternoon, what would you do with it?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, seeing as I'm English, I imagine...not much. How much is $100 in pounds? Oh,&amp;nbsp;49.41. (Btw my keyboard REFUSES to let me use the pound sign and that makes me angry!!!) Well, that's a pretty good amount. But I'd have to go to the Post Office and convert the money, and the post office is so very far away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess in answer to the question: absolutely nothing due to my astounding laziness :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Deathly Hallows</title>
    <published>2007-07-25T14:27:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T18:07:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="3"&gt;I don't even know where to start with this. Oh wait, yes I do. With the people who DIED!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Basic thoughts on DH"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;RIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Hedwig. Not the owl!!! Not the snowy white owl who's been with Harry since book 1! It's ok Harry, your not being overly emotional bcause your owls died. We too feel your pain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dobby. I'm sorry, but that part was so sad. Poor Dobby who always tried to protect Harry, and that BITCH (you know who I'm talking about, Molly Weasley put it so perfectly) killed him! And his very last words were Harry's name...god bless that house elf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred. Oh Fred. Joking right until the end.This bit killed me. He'd just reconciled with Percy and all of a sudden...well, you know. And what about George? What's he gonna do without his twin? They were constantly together and joking and finishing&amp;nbsp;each others sentences, and now he won't have that anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remus. I don't even know what to say. I &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; him and he died. And after all the crap he went through in his life: spending years alone while Sirius in Azkaban, being shunned for being a werewolf, and he finally found happiness in his wife and son and&amp;nbsp;then...he died. I had to keep reading over that line again and again, hoping that I'd misunderstood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;The Trio's interaction throughout. You could really see the strength of their friendship and the way they built from each other in this book. It reminded me of Philosophers Stone, it's like they came full circle but ended up being stronger than ever. Ok, they all have their failings, but when they're together, it doesn't really seem to matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, some background into Snape and Dumbledore. It's good to know that Dumbledore isn't perfect, although he did have some sort of god-like knowledge in this book. Is there anything he didn't know/predict in this book? And Snape, you cuddly love bunny. I knew you had it in you somewhere! I knew the Lily/Snape thing was there (or rather I guessed it was there based on no evidence whatsoever), and finally! Proof! Btw, did anyone else find the image of kiddie Snape in love too cute for words? I mean just the image of him being all awkward and unsure of himself in his wierd clothes and bad hair,&amp;nbsp;and only opening up to Lily just made me go: awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! (actually it was longer than that, but let's not waste time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Battle of Hogwarts. Perfect. Come on everyone, lets band together in the one place that matters and fight the bad guys! YAY! Something to definitely look forward to in the 7th film.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry going to face his fate with the people who should've been with him all along. It was so sweet and sad, but it was nice to see them all together again. And at least Remus is with his friends now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neville. Oh how you've grown.&amp;nbsp;I always knew he had it in him, but I was just so &lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt; of him in this book! There's no need to be&amp;nbsp;all shy and bumbling anymore Neville!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly Weasley battling Bellatrix. 'NOT MY DAUGHTER YOU BITCH!' Classic :) No words are needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Kings Cross bit with Harry and Dumbledore. That was nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Something thats been brought to my attention...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell happened to Ginny? It's like she disappeared in this book. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Bump In The Night</title>
    <published>2007-07-24T01:38:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-30T21:14:11Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;What are you afraid of?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080" size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmm, quite a lot of things actually. I'm not a big fan of pain, so anything that may induce pain is a big no-no. I really don't like knives. And I'm terrified of suffering a painful death. Like burning. Or drowning, that would be equally as horrible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of mice. Which is a shame really, seeing as we've had 3 previously running around in our house, and are now on our 4th one. I haven't seen him yet, so i cannot name him, but the first 3 were: Melville, Sebastian and Lester. Lester (poor thing) died in one of our mouse traps. Now, while the sweet, sympathetic side of me wants to go: awwww, RIP Lester, the rest of me is going: HA!!! Thats what you get for running around my kitchen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On&amp;nbsp;a more personal level, I'm not really into public failure. You know, where you try something and everyone can see it if you fail? I could do without that, thank you very much. My self-esteem is low enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's more, but it's late. Good night! xxx ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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