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		<title>Day 28 &#8212; Completion</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 19:24:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>NyaChan</dc:creator>
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It is finished. There&#8217;s nothing more to write, I swear. Good thing I wasn&#8217;t aiming for more this year. I&#8217;m glad though, that even through college work I was able to do this again. This goes to show no matter WHAT is going on in your life, YOU CAN DO IT! &#62;O
Final Sentence:
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<p>It is finished. There&#8217;s nothing more to write, I swear. Good thing I wasn&#8217;t aiming for more this year. I&#8217;m glad though, that even through college work I was able to do this again. This goes to show no matter WHAT is going on in your life, YOU CAN DO IT! &gt;O</p>
<p>Final Sentence:</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;"><em>I love Mimi, and I hope we can head towards that future together, hand in hand.</em></p>
<p>Happy endings galore. :D</p>
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		<title>Day 27 &#8212; Nearing the end</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 04:41:11 +0000</pubDate>
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“You’re not stupid Neria…” Kimily said, taking Neria’s hand. “You’re the girl I fell in love with, nothing you have or haven’t done doesn’t change that. You make mistakes, every one does, you just happened to make one mistake that turned into many,” Kimily said encouragingly. “Don’t give up, Neria, succeed even with [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=188&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">“You’re <em>not</em> stupid Neria…” Kimily said, taking Neria’s hand. “You’re the girl I fell in love with, nothing you have or haven’t done doesn’t change that. You make mistakes, every one does, you just happened to make one mistake that turned into many,” Kimily said encouragingly. “Don’t give up, Neria, succeed even with all of these mistakes you’ve made… I know you can. You’ve realized your mistake Neria, and that’s the first step. You don’t have to forget me Neria, you just need to realize it’s over between us. It…” Kimily’s eyes filled with tears as well, and she took a deep breath before continuing her sentence. “It’s not because of what either of us has done… it’s because of what someone else did. We can’t change another person, just deal with what changes they may make. I know you can get through this Neria, you just need to believe in yourself.”</p>
<p>Merely another 2k words! Tomorrow I will see the end! Wish me luck!</p>
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		<title>Day 26 &#8212; INSPIRATION!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:55:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Word Count: 45,830 (damn counter is eating 12 words! &#62;T)
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Beneath cut because it is sad and spoilery.

‘I was being pulled through the scene by some outside force. I saw myself talking to Kimily, asking if she wanted me to come with her. She polite refused and left. I followed Kimily through the streets. She had [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=185&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p>Excerpt:</p>
<p>Beneath cut because it is sad and spoilery.</p>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">‘<em>I was being pulled through the scene by some outside force. I saw myself talking to Kimily, asking if she wanted me to come with her. She polite refused and left. I followed Kimily through the streets. She had walked so carefully through the area. She looked both ways and at all of the signal lights before crossing. She finally came upon the fated crossing. I looked down the street with her… it was true, that car wasn’t visible. The turn down that road made it impossible to see that he was coming. Kimily took steps into the crossing, and my mind’s eye followed her, but kept looking down the street. Lights soon were visible down the street. Just as quickly as the lights had appeared… a car came speeding down the street. I saw the light was clearly red… but he… he didn’t even slow down. A car coming the other way screeched to a halt to not hit the drunk driver’s car… As the car sped forward, he hit Kimily… She… she went into the air and fell into the street a decent distance ahead. The car… the car didn’t even stop… He… he drove right on over her…</em></p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">‘<em>The driver who had nearly been hit rushed out of his car and over to Kimily’s side. He pulled a cell phone from his pocket and called an ambulance. A few more cars came by, pulling to a stop to stop themselves from hitting Kimily and the man. Each one of them got out of their cars to help. A woman got her husband to lift Kimily up off the ground. He even offered to carry her to the hospital. They were even lucky to have an off duty </em><em>EMT</em><em> member stop as well, who did all she could without having extra supplies. I… I cried, seeing all the help Kimily had gotten, but none of it mattered. All of these people… they all tried to do something, and yet nothing they did could do a thing to stop what was coming next. The ambulance came, took her to the hospital and hooked her up to so many machines. They did all they can before the me from them came in. I saw myself run away in tears from Kimily. Her face… it really was horrible. I… I realize now… there was nothing I could do. All of those people who had been there helped, they did something… and yet none of it mattered. If I&#8230; if I had been there, the only thing that could have changed was possibly the body laying in that bed. There… there was nothing I could have done. These people… these people I had ignored when this had happened, had done </em>so<em> much, and she still died… Why… why did I never realize…?</em>’</p>
<p>TT______TT</p>
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		<title>Day 25 &#8212; The End is in Sight</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 04:46:32 +0000</pubDate>
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‘It had been a while since that strange man had come to give me any sort of advice. Maybe it was fate that Kimily found him again, that I would be able to talk to him again. I needed answers, and he sure seemed to have had them over a month ago, he [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=183&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">‘<em>It had been a while since that strange man had come to give me any sort of advice. Maybe it was fate that Kimily found him again, that I would be able to talk to him again. I needed answers, and he sure seemed to have had them over a month ago, he just wouldn’t tell me. Maybe now I can finally get them out of him… Because, now, I… I think I understand what he meant. I held onto Kimily for too long and ended up here. I thought everything was fine… and yet it wasn’t. Things happened in reality and I tried to change my life, but I ended up screwing things up, taking too long, and in turn caused this whole mess to occur. I… I should have listened to what he said in the first place. I almost couldn’t believe he had turned out to be completely right, that everything he had said was true. I hoped he could help me, help me finally move on. I knew I had to do it now, I… I just needed this one thing before I could finally see past Kimily once and for all.</em>’</p>
<p>I CAN SEE THE END! Well, more so to my 4th NaNoWriMo quest. Not too sure on my novel. Sort of can see the end of my novel.</p>
<p>As a hilarious note, I realized I&#8217;ve been spelling Malehciah/Mahleciah&#8217;s name wrong the whole novel (It&#8217;s supposed to be the first spelling, but I&#8217;ve typed it in as the second the entire novel)&#8230; That takes some serious skill to do that. xDDD Running NaNoism? xD</p>
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		<title>Day 22 &#8212; A Confession</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 04:42:40 +0000</pubDate>
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Nanoism of the Day:
&#8220;Neria replied, sounding socked.&#8221;
*laughs* that was supposed to be &#8220;shocked&#8221;
Excerpt:
‘I… I had never thought that Mimi had liked me… but maybe I was just being oblivious to all the clues. Now that I think about it, I should have figured it out… I had been the same way before asking [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=181&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p>Nanoism of the Day:</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;"><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;font-size:small;">&#8220;Neria replied, sounding <strong>socked</strong>.&#8221;</span></p>
<p>*laughs* that was supposed to be &#8220;shocked&#8221;</p>
<p>Excerpt:</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">‘<em>I… I had never thought that Mimi had liked me… but maybe I was just being oblivious to all the clues. Now that I think about it, I should have figured it out… I had been the same way before asking Kimily… Agh, why did I realize it? Now that I look at it, Mimi’s behavior was just so obvious, so clear; it makes no sense why I didn’t realize. I guess… I guess </em>my<em> mind was elsewhere too. I didn’t know what to say in return though, since all I could think about these days was Kimily. How could I say yes when I still held on so strongly to Kimily? Not to mention that, to me, Kimily was still alive… I didn’t know what to do. Nothing made sense… I just sat there, stunned, without saying a word while my mind tried to figure it all out. I didn’t want to hurt Mimi, and yet I couldn’t accept her proposal… I just couldn’t. I still saw myself with Kimily, and Kimily alone, and while maybe… maybe I like Mimi back, I don’t want to let go of my relationship with Kimily just yet. Accepting Mimi would just make the relationship odd, I’m never around much as it is, not to mention my whole time thing being screwed up… But… But I feel horrible for what I did say next.</em>’</p>
<p>&#8216;UNEXPECTED&#8217; TURN OF EVENTS. WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT?! *laughs*</p>
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		<title>Day 21 &#8212; &#8216;who said I ever wanted to&#8217;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 04:58:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>NyaChan</dc:creator>
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“What I’m trying to get at, Neria, is that you’re finding ways to make it your fault. You’re making up reasons and excuses so that you can blame yourself for it all even though you only made one decision in the whole scenario. You did not come back with me. The drunk driver [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=179&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">“What I’m trying to get at, Neria, is that you’re finding ways to make it your fault. You’re making up reasons and excuses so that you can blame yourself for it all even though you only made <em>one</em> decision in the whole scenario. You did not come back with me. The drunk driver made quiet a few more than you, the choice to drink, the choice to get in a car, and the choice to run that red light. You made <em>one</em> choice Neria, and there were a lot more involved in the event. You need to see that Neria.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Well I can’t, why don’t you get it? I can’t see it that way. If I had gone, I could have solved the whole problem. We wouldn’t be sitting <em>here</em>, had I just gone. You know it just as well as I do Kimily.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">Kimily sighed. “If you’re not going to open up your mind just a little to other views, you’re not going to get over this.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Who said I ever wanted to.”</p>
<p>No, I&#8217;m not talking about my NaNo. ;D Just a quote from my character.</p>
<p>Been pulling a lot of last-minute word count goal hits (like &lt;10 minutes to midnight), and haven&#8217;t had the time to post something. ^^;;;&gt; But hey, at least I&#8217;m on target! =D</p>
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		<title>Day 17 &#8212; Dream Sequence</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 04:58:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>NyaChan</dc:creator>
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Yes, I pulled the dream scene trick. ;D Short dream though. Kinda relates to my banner image. :3
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‘I remember waking up at the crack of dawn from a nightmare. It was such a simple dream. I was standing in a black void, with only Kimily near my side. Stars began to fill the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=177&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p>Yes, I pulled the dream scene trick. ;D Short dream though. Kinda relates to my banner image. :3</p>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">‘<em>I remember waking up at the crack of dawn from a nightmare. It was such a simple dream. I was standing in a black void, with only Kimily near my side. Stars began to fill the sky around us, but the more stars that appeared, the further Kimily became. I started off chasing after her, though with each step it felt as if she became even further from me. I stopped running after a while and began to shout at the stars, telling them to go away and let Kimily return. It makes sense when I think about it, but what an odd interpretation of the whole situation…</em>’</p>
<p>That&#8217;s it. :P</p>
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		<title>Day 16 &#8212; Fighting and it&#8217;s word count boosts&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 04:56:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>NyaChan</dc:creator>
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Neria and Kimily shouted at each other for&#8230; 2 pages straight. Words came FLYING out. ♥ I&#8217;m so sorry I got them fighting, BUT OMG YAY WORDS.
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“Maybe?” Kimily replied, sitting up right.
“Yeah, only a maybe,” Neria answered with a laugh.
“Well at least I know something’s changing for you… I feel like I’m almost [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=175&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p>Neria and Kimily shouted at each other for&#8230; 2 pages straight. Words came FLYING out. ♥ I&#8217;m so sorry I got them fighting, BUT OMG YAY WORDS.</p>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Maybe?” Kimily replied, sitting up right.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Yeah, only a maybe,” Neria answered with a laugh.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Well at least I know something’s changing for you… I feel like I’m almost holding you back in some way… I guess it would a little, considering what happened, but in all honesty why would that cause you to come here…? There’s got to be something that hasn’t changed yet that needs to…”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Can’t life stay just like this?” Neria shot back.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Neria, it’s just not meant to be this way, you know that.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“So what?” Neria raised her voice. “Can’t I just stay happy this way? So what if it’s not the best choice. I don’t care, I want to be with you Kimily, I don’t care about if it’s the right life choice or whatever. As long as I’m with you, nothing else matters.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“I… I think that’s the problem here…”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">An awkward silence followed Kimily’s statement.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“What do you mean…?” Neria asked, breaking the silence.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“I mean that… that you <em>can’t</em> be with me anymore. I’m… well… not aliv—”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“<em>Don’t</em> even say it, that’s not important.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“<em>Yes</em> it <em>is</em>, Neria! Why don’t you get that? I’m not alive, and things have to change! You can’t let yourself live in the past like this for the rest of your life, it’s just plain not right! I know you love me, and it’s nice to know you still care about me even now, but you really need to get your head out of the clouds and put it back on your head! Seriously Neria, can’t you get it?!” Kimily shouted as she stood up.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“What is this, I don’t even know! Why can’t you just get it that this is how I want to live? Shouldn’t you be <em>happy</em> I’m here too?” Neria returned fire, standing up as well.</p>
<p>Part of the fighting. :P</p>
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		<title>Day 15 &#8212; Writer&#8217;s Block</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 02:06:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>NyaChan</dc:creator>
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So I lost my 2-day cushion&#8230; OTL
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Neria walked over as she took off her jacket. She hung it over the back of a chair and took a seat. June had already struck up a debate between everyone, even the usual card players had put their game on pause to take part.
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<p>So I lost my 2-day cushion&#8230; OTL</p>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">Neria walked over as she took off her jacket. She hung it over the back of a chair and took a seat. June had already struck up a debate between everyone, even the usual card players had put their game on pause to take part.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“No way, Charizard is pretty much the best of them all, we all know it.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“No he’s not! Blastoise beats him hands down!”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“I beg to differ, Piplup is even better than any of the other water starters!”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Oh you just think that because it’s cute.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Yeah, so? Cuteness is important too, plus it’s always cooler to kick someone’s butt with something like a Skitty or Shinx. Un-evolved Pokémon for the win!”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“And that makes it strong how?”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Well what fun is it if you have a strong Pokémon but hate it to death?”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Oh you’re just trying to defend your pathetic teams.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Hey, hey, she <em>did</em> beat your team five times.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Just because she poisoned half my team does <em>not</em> mean her team was any good, she just got lucky!”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Yeah, lucky my ass, she used poison spore. Just admit it…”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">‘<em>I really had missed times like this. We would go on long discussions about something meaningless and yet amazingly amusing. Times like these always raised my mood, making me feel so much better. These meetings really did do something good besides bringing us together. While I didn’t add much to the conversations, it still was great to just be with others if only for a short time.</em>’</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“You know what really is the best though?”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“What could possibly beat anything we already mentioned?”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Magikarp, of course!”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">Everyone laughed.</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Have to hand it to you, Magikarp <em>is</em> awesome.”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Well of course! When Magikarp evolve, we’re all fucked no matter how bad we think they are!”</p>
<p style="padding-left:60px;">“Well I think that just killed <em>that</em> debate…”<br />
Everyone laughed again.</p>
<p>YES THAT&#8217;S WHAT YOU THINK IT IS. POKéMANS TALK. xD</p>
<p>Also added, like, 6 characters, but I&#8217;m getting lazy with updating the plot bunny page.</p>
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		<title>Day 11 &#8212; Of Coffee Shops and Memories</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 04:49:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>NyaChan</dc:creator>
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‘We used to sit around a table like this in some random coffee shop, which changed from week to week it seemed, since Kimily never liked being consistent or would be looking to try something new. I remember the times where Peter would start up some card game of some sort with some [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nyanowrimo.wordpress.com&blog=4613473&post=170&subd=nyanowrimo&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p style="padding-left:60px;">‘<em>We used to sit around a table like this in some random coffee shop, which changed from week to week it seemed, since Kimily never liked being consistent or would be looking to try something new. I remember the times where Peter would start up some card game of some sort with some of the other people around the table, trading or actually playing; it changed depending on their mood. Usually I would sit next to Kimily, with our hands in each others beneath the table, and most of what I can remember is looking at her. Everything about her drew me in. I loved her with all of myself… Mimi and some of the other girls would sometimes take part in whatever game Peter started up, and from time to time I think I played as well. Other times we would just start to have some intellectual, or not, conversation. Some days we would study as a group, trying to pass our classes, other times we would just goof off to relieve stress. It was such a brilliant and simple idea, it’s hard to believe it all fell apart after Kimily was gone… Sometimes I wonder if we should try to get everyone together again and do something like that again, but then I realize we all know it wouldn’t be the same. Something, or rather some one, would be missing, that connection between all of us. It’s amazing what one girl had accomplished…</em>’</p>
<p>I really am liking this addition to the story. :3 Gained a new character, she&#8217;s nameless at the moment though. xD</p>
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