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Mai
   Future Queen of South Korea
      16 years old
         Olympic Champion

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.</description><title>Mai Ahn</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @goldengirlmai)</generator><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Why hellloooooo</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Is anyone out there still actually active?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/10412871346</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/10412871346</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2011 21:32:53 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnb5os1njd1qlx6avo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9856277773</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9856277773</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2011 00:53:44 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr1ol5nv8C1r0nur2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9830799949</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9830799949</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 12:53:21 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>figurequeen:

 
source:케더덕,http://www.feverskating.com
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&lt;p&gt;source:케더덕,http://www.feverskating.com&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9762040585</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9762040585</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 23:10:25 +0100</pubDate><category>harry potter</category><category>lord voldemort</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqyc0kb8lo1r1oup3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9761661672</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9761661672</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 23:00:20 +0100</pubDate><category>Hermione Granger</category><category>severus snape</category><category>HP</category></item><item><title>I could actually see Chris saying this to me. It’s why...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqsuushO0m1qm6oc3o1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqsuushO0m1qm6oc3o2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could actually see Chris saying this to me. It’s why he’s Mushu and I’m Mulan.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9685019097</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9685019097</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2011 00:57:57 +0100</pubDate><category>Mulan</category><category>mushu</category><category>Disney</category><category>disney gifs</category><category>gif</category><category>gifs</category></item><item><title>Drowning Pool - Bodies</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_9677221704" src="http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9677221704/audio_player_iframe/goldengirlmai/tumblr_lqapkebICY1qhgxql?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fgoldengirlmai%2F9677221704%2Ftumblr_lqapkebICY1qhgxql" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Drowning Pool - Bodies&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9677221704</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9677221704</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 21:46:12 +0100</pubDate><category>Drowning Pool</category><category>Skins</category><category>music</category></item><item><title>Christopher || Mai</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://christopherpatters.tumblr.com/post/9572212692"&gt;christopherpatters&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“When I read the books, I actually imagined Count Olaf to be Robin Williams.” She confessed, in her head whenever she saw the written words of Count Olaf’s actions she saw Robin Williams doing it, when she read what Olaf was saying she heard Robin Williams’ voice in her head. ” However, Jim Carey did the character so perfectly! I really wish he’d won an award for the portrayal!” She commented with a laugh, looking up at Christopher and nodding her head. Mai liked to read, but when it came to the books she was so picky about them. She loved classic books, like Jane Eyre, Les Mis, Jekyll and Hyde, but with most newer books she hated them, and as for children’s and teen’s books. She wouldn’t even go there. But A Series of Unfortunate Events was an exception. It was perfectly written to be entertaining and captivating. Mai simply couldn’t put them down. ” Jim Carey would definitely need to be in it if they made the rest into films.” She agreed with Chris, it could be no other way. While thinking about it, when the last film was actually made, her eyes widened as she looked over to him. ” Oh my God! the babies that played Sunny will be like ten now!” She said in disbelief. It was amazing how children grew, how fast time would fly by without you realising.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mai, grinning at Chris, nodded proudly. ” I do, he’s a Golden Retriever.” She said thinking back to her dog, she wished she could have brought it with her to Winsbourough. Although atleast it wasn’t too far away. Her dog was staying with her coach, who lived in the next town over from the WInsbourough castle. ” It’s amazing how fast it grows. it went from about this height….. to this height!” She explained, demonstrating the sizes by using her hands, with it being about the height of a small ruler, to up to her hip. But Golden Retrievers were always big dogs. Mai nodded at Chris. ” Most people don’t. I think I only had time to look after on because I used to take it with me on my morning and evening runs, so it got its walks then, and after that it just wanted to collapse and sleep.” She said laughing. Her dog could be very lazy, that was for sure. “phew! You had me worried then!” she said, her hand crossing over her chest in a mock sigh of relief. she didn’t think he was, but she could never be certain. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Or just mad about dancing?” Mai suggested at Chris commenting on her dancing alone in the studio. she smiled up at him, shaking her head at his guess. It made her laugh because he honestly didn’t know who she was. She definitely liked that. She spent too long having people climbing all over her purely because of what she did, as for the fan mail, she had so much. People would be nice to her because of who she was. The fact that Chris didn’t know who she was meant he was being nice to her because he genuinely wanted to get to know her, liked who she was as a person. “No, I don’t do ballroom.” She said with a smug grin on her face. She felt like he would never guess what she did, since he was going through dancing. But she was going to keep him guessing for now, perhaps his next guess would be ballet, or maybe even modern. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when Chris mentioned about the castle back home, she smiled slightly, nodding her head. He’d already told her he hated castles, and him admitting that proved why he disliked home. “I’m close to my family, especially my father, I’m not a daddy’s girl before you say anything like that, if I asked him for something he definitely wouldn’t give it me. I just hate going home because when I do I can’t be myself.” She explained, looking up at him. ” It’s hard to even go anywhere, be yourself, when you’re surrounded in a circle by about fifteen bodyguards.” She said with a shrug. She hated it. Everywhere she went they went. It got annoying, she couldn’t be alone at all. She started to smile though.” But here I don’t have to be surrounded by body guards. Sure people know who I am, but it isn’t as bad as in Korea.” She said with a small laugh. She pushed herself up from the floor by putting her hands behind her. Standing opposite from Chris. He was taller than her for sure, but that was expected since Mai was only five foot six. She looked up at him, shaking her head from side to side. ” I have no plans on what to do. But if you want, we can go get some food!” She said with a laugh, noticing him rubbing his stomach in a motion suggesting he was hungry.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OoC: Long reply is long. My bad!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;When he heard Mai suggesting Robbie Williams for Count Olaf character he couldn’t help but be completely astonished and raised his eyebrow at her suspiciously. “You serious? Robbie William, the dude that sings?” He asked her that, making her that he was thinking about the same guy that she was on about. For some reason he couldn’t really imagine Robbie Williams as Count Olaf like at all. It was like when you tried to combine water and oil, they just don’t match at all. “I never thought about him as Count Olaf. To be honest I don’t have the habit of imagine actors and actresses when I’m reading the books at all. It’s always like a cartoon to me.” Chris simply told her. “I wished that you could win an award for that. He is a brilliant actor, but in my opinion Count Olaf was one of his best creations. That man is a master!” He exclaimed, smiling down at her. It was impossible to not notice the admiration that Chris had of Jim Carrey’s career. He was his favourite actor and that he couldn’t deny.  “It would be pointless if they changed all the cast suddenly anyway.” He commented, thinking at the same time how old all the cast would be by now. They would look older for sure, for example Emily Browning was twenty-two already and Liam Aiken would be twenty-one too. He was so into his thoughts about the cast that he couldn’t help but jumped slightly when Mai said that about baby Sunny. “Oh my God, that’s true! I was just making the counts now, I didn’t realise that it’s been seven years since the movie was in the cinema!”  The time flew for sure.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You have a Golden Retriever?” He said, unable to hide the happy smile that showed up on his lips. Chris always wanted a Golden Retriever. Not only because they were a family dog, but because of his favourite movies when he was a kid. Air Bud. “I want one of them since I first saw Air Bud! You know the movie with the dog that plays basketball?” He asked, hoping that she knew what he was on about. If she didn’t know, it wouldn’t matter anyway, because he was more than used for people to look at him confused when he talked anyway. Talkative was for sure one of best words to describe him. “The only dog that I had it was an ex dog, but he was a really annoying one. It used to bite me every time that I tried to walk him to the park, it wanted her all the time. Never thought dogs could be so jealous. “He told her, continuing. “Now depends, I will probably go and look for one. The Christmas present for myself, it’s not a bad idea. I don’t know, I can be very distracted sometimes and I don’t want the dog to disappear suddenly.” That was for sure an idea that he would have to think a lot. First because he would have to go against his parents rule and second because he wasn’t even sure if the school would allow him to bring a dog with him, even if it was only to walk him outside and for him to stay in his room. There was no way that he was going to bring the dog with him to the classrooms and all of that. It would be pathetic.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Chris couldn’t help but be slightly confused when he looked down at her, watching her laughed. Do I have something on my face or something? He found himself wondering about that as he touched his cheek for a moment, like he was searching for something before he turned his green eyes to see if there was something on his fingers. Nothing. So then why was she laughing? Did he say something funny? “Did I say something wrong?” He asked her, the obvious confused expression on his face, showing her that he had no clue about what the hell was going on. “Ballet?” He tried to guess once again before he turned his attention to her foot, resting his left hand under his chin as he continued to examine her feet. It wasn’t like they were ballet foot. What the hell was he on about? He didn’t even know what a ballet foot looked like.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nodding his head in understanding at what Mai said, Chris smiled softly at her. The ‘she is a daddy’s girl’ never really crossed his mind. The fact that she was alone in a ballet classroom when everyone was locked inside of their rooms only showed him how independent she could be. Not everyone would prefer to stay alone in a huge castle like Mai did and with that Christopher found himself admiring her even more. He liked his loneliness too, but normally he couldn’t stay more than a few hours alone, it always made him so depressed when that happened. He was a person of friends and he didn’t have any doubts about that at all. “I see my parents just one day per year, on the royal dinner at summer to celebrate an important day in Switzerland. It’s the only week that I’m there too, on purpose of course.” He told her, shrugging his shoulders as he laughed when she said about the bodyguards. “I don’t have any bodyguards, because I really don’t need them. They can’t control my action and my parents don’t get bother with that, reason why they sent me here.” Chris friendly patted the top of her head in an affection way, simply loving the fact that she was really short. “If you don’t mind, because I still didn’t have lunch and I’m feeling like I’m dying here. A man like me doesn’t grow up with grass and vegetables.” He commented, obvious just mocking with her since vegetables weren’t even his favourite food. That evil green food was like poison to his stomach for sure. Chris walked toward the door and opened it with his hand, holding that for her to walk out first. “Ladies first.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;OOC: haha it’s okay, i wrote a lot too, but i’m going to blame you for this! You are really a machine ;]&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Mai could not hold in her laughter at Chris, shaking her head at him.&amp;#8221; No, no, no, no, no!&amp;#8221; She said, still laughing. She tried to calm herself, calm down her laughter so she&amp;#8217;d actually be able to speak. Taking in deep breaths and letting them out again. As soon as she opened her mouth to speak she began laughing again. All she could see in her head were images of Robbie Williams as Count Olaf and it was just killing her with laughter inside. &amp;#8221; okay&amp;#8230; okay..&amp;#8221; She said, breathing. She finally stopped laughing, looking up at Chris. &amp;#8221; Robin Williams. The guy from flubber, not Robbie williams.&amp;#8221; She said trying not to begin to laugh again. She listened to what he was saying, nodding her head. &amp;#8221; Oh well I always imagine Actors and Actresses when reading books. ones I think fit the character.&amp;#8221; She stated shrugging, it had been a habit ever since she was young. &amp;#8221; The funny thing is only one actor I imagined while reading a book has ever become the actor to portray the person.&amp;#8221; She said shrugging her shoulder. Sometimes she agreed with the people they chose to portray the character, like Jim Carey for Count Olaf. Others she completely disagreed with. But that was probably the way for everyone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A smile grew across Mai&amp;#8217;s lips as she thought about her dog, she absolutely adored it, even if it was a bit on the fat side. Her dog loved to eat. &amp;#8220;I do, it&amp;#8217;s an amazing dog. Seriously lazy though. and cunning.&amp;#8221; She said laughing, looking at Chris. &amp;#8221; It can get into any food container, any. One time we were at my Aunt&amp;#8217;s house and it managed to get into a huge tin of dog food, ate the lot. It ate a months worth of dog food!&amp;#8221; She stated in disbelief. Laughing. &amp;#8221; The best one is it gets lazy so it limps over to the stairs, wimpers and waits for my father to pick it up and carry it up the stairs. Once its up there its bouncing around completely fine!&amp;#8221; Mai said, telling him stories of her dog. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve never seen Air bud. Its probably a Korean thing, we usually only get the really known films in Korea.&amp;#8221; SHe simply said, shrugging her shoulders. It wasn&amp;#8217;t surprising, since most Koreans spoke barely any English, and dubbing movies costs money. &amp;#8220;It sounds like a bit of a messed up dog to be honest. If it bit and was always jealous.&amp;#8221; She said shrugging, sometimes dogs would be like that, little things would chnge them, or even bigger things. Its why Mai would be reluctant to get a dog from a shelter.  when he was explaining how he was thinking of getting a dog for himself, Mai nodded. &amp;#8221; But where would you keep it?&amp;#8221; she asked curiously, wondering if he would leave it at home. The school wouldn&amp;#8217;t allow dogs, or any animals. Atleast that was what they told her. no exceptions.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh no, you didn&amp;#8217;t say anything wrong.&amp;#8221; Mai simply answered Chris, was she making him parnoid, she was only happy that someone didn&amp;#8217;t know of her. &amp;#8221; It&amp;#8217;s just, well, you honestly don&amp;#8217;t know who I am!&amp;#8221; She said happily. It meant she&amp;#8217;d have a proper chance for someone to get to know her for herself, rather than her fame or glory. She smiled again, shaking her head at his next answer, pulling a slight face in a teacher kind of way, one that a teacher would do when someone got an easy question wrong. &amp;#8221; Not ballet.&amp;#8221; She simply said, looking at him. She began to wonder if he would get it, or not. Or maybe he&amp;#8217;d just give up for now. It was not surprising how often people would give up on things. so easily they did. It was one thing which usually set herself and them a part. Mai had extreme perseverance. She wanted to succeed. She needed to. It was just who she was, whether it was making a friend, winning gold or even earning her peoples respect. She made sure she succeeded. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mai was used to being alone. She had over protective parents, parents who wanted her watched at all times. Had private tutors to teach her inside their family home rather than go to school. The only time she ever got to socialize was when she went to the ice rink as a child. She was always alone, friendless to the outside world. The time she started making friends was at competitions. When she finally moved to Canada in 2005 she became best friends with her training partner. She had few friends. She was able to be independant, alone for lengths of time, without a care. &amp;#8221; I don&amp;#8217;t know how often I see my parents each year, it changed a lot.&amp;#8221; She simply shrugged, looking at Chris. &amp;#8220;I need the body guards though. I&amp;#8217;m the most famous person in Korea. People swarm me, Judging by some letters some people want to kill me, they can be known for it. the person who killed Mai.&amp;#8221; She said shrugging. &amp;#8221; It&amp;#8217;s for my own protection but it&amp;#8217;s so damn annoying!&amp;#8221; she stated, a small laugh escaping her lips. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When Christopher was going on about food, Mai simply smiled. &amp;#8221; I don&amp;#8217;t mind at all. I actually haven&amp;#8217;t eaten yet either.&amp;#8221; She said with a shrug. She didn&amp;#8217;t eat a lot most of the time, but she was getting hungry now, it must have been atleast 1pm by now and she had been up since 7am. She definitely needed the energy boost if anything. She smiled up at Chris, nodding. &amp;#8221; Why thankyou.&amp;#8221; She commented, walking through the doorway.&amp;#8221;  What a gentlemen you are.&amp;#8221; She said with a small laugh, she wasn&amp;#8217;t saying it in a mocking way it was just it wasn&amp;#8217;t often you met a gentlemen, someone with manners to others.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc;; Longer reply post is longer. D: Before we know it we&amp;#8217;ll be writing 10000 word essays in response to each other! I am a machine. ;) &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9643397879</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9643397879</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 00:04:38 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqr0kcWpyc1r0nur2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9639355008</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9639355008</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 22:26:58 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>beautiful-shapes:

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&lt;p&gt;Jayne Torvill - Christopher Dean, 1984 FD&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;With a huge grin grin on her face she nodded her head. ” Oh I love those books!” She exclaimed. It was possibly one of the only series of books that Mai had read every single one of. She just adored the plans and things Violet would make, and Klaus’ knowledge was just admirable, as for Sunny, well she was just adorable. But the thing for Mai that really made the books was Count Olaf, his cunning and disguises were amazing. Mai was about to mention the films to Christopher when he brought it up before her. ” I wish they’d made all the other books into films, I mean, the first one was just so brilliantly done!” She commented, oh well, they wouldn’t be making the sequels. when he asked if she ate dog too she couldn’t help but let that grin grace her lips once again, shaking her head as she looked at him.” No no, I could never eat dog. I’d feel like I was eating Mustard.” She commented, it would hurt her so much. She had a pet dog, she could never eat it. Ever. She thought about how Chris was explaining the european culture to her. She frowned slightly, looking him in the eyes. ” But I wouldn’t pretend to you.” She commented, then it suddenly clicked to her. ” Wait, are you pretending to me?” She asked, staring at him, she wasn’t sure now. She wasn’t the best at reading people, she was too busy translating what they were saying into her native language to understand them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Oh yeah she is, we met at a dance competition about a year ago. So I’ve known her ever since then.” She shrugged, not that she was competing, Mai liked to observe dance shows and competitions to gain ideas for her choreography for skating. Vai danced in dance competitions. She smiled, thinking about how lucky she was to start off at a school where she knew one person. It made it easier for her to be forward with others to make friends, as if they weren’t her friend she had someone to fall back on. Due to her life she didn’t have many friends, infact all her friends were skaters she’d met in competitions, but they seemed to be more acquaintances, her friends were the ones she trained with, that she actually got to know. “I haven’t lived at home for 5 years.” She responded to him, shrugging her shoulders. ” But I can understand how you’d miss home because of your friends.” She grinned at him, “Well I don’t think I can change who I am, I wouldn’t want to if I could.” She responded to him, being queen worried her though, the responsibility. She had to face responsibilities at the olympics. She went in as the favourite for gold and if she failed she risked her nation, everyone hating her. Being ruler of the country, to her, seemed more daunting than that.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Christopher looked up quickly at Mai when she admitted that she liked these books too. “I know! Aren’t they just the most interesting books in the world? I find myself reading them all the day and never get bored of them.” He said, starting to be all&lt;span xml:lang="en" lang="en" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt; excited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;by someone else&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;to like the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;same books&lt;/span&gt; as him. Books were never his type of thing, in fact he would prefer to go out with his  friends and do some crazy adventure than stay locked in his room reading a book all day. It was not only boring, but annoying. He could already imagine what his parents would say if they saw him like that. It was so anti-Christopher. “I wouldn’t mind if they made &lt;/span&gt;all the other books into films, as long as Jim Carrey would come back as Count Olaf. He is my favourite character on the movies and on the books.” Chris confessed to her, shrugging his shoulders slightly as that wasn’t a really big deal. Just the way that Lemony Snicket wrote about him it was brillant. It could make you stuck to the writing, just to make you curious about who he was going to be next time.&lt;span xml:lang="en" lang="en" class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xml:lang="en" lang="en" class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt; He was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps"&gt;master of disguise&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="hps"&gt;no doubt. “Oh you have a dog?” A softly smile crossed his lips when he said that. He always wanted a little puppy, since he was a kid actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xml:lang="en" lang="en" class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt; Unfortunately his parents were against that, not only his parents but his siblings too. Probably they were right anyway. “I always wanted a dog, but i don’t want time to take care of one.” Chris said, looking at her. His expression on his face changed suddenly when he heard her asking if he was pretending. “No! I’m not pretending with you. If i was, would you think i would tell us that we like to pretend?” He asked her, raising his eyebrow at her before he shook his head. Pretend was for sure one of the things that he was good at, but normally he only used that to his parents, because he couldn’t be bother to be honest with them. It wasn’t like they care about that neither anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span xml:lang="en" lang="en" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;“Oh i knew it!” He exclaimed that, proud of himself. “You were dancing here all alone, you only could be a profissional. Ballroom dances?” He tried to guess, but something was telling him that he was wrong. Not that he knew anything about this princess in front of him, he was starting to get to know her very slowly. Only dances weren’t his speciality. In fact he didn’t know anything about television or tabloids, so he couldn’t even guess that she was a famous profissional dancer. “I live in the castle.” Standing up as he admitted that, Chris hid casually his hands in his black jeans pockets, looking down at her with a gently smile, but with a slightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xml:lang="en" lang="en" class="short_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt; disappointed look in his eyes. “That’s why i don’t like summer. I always try my best to hang out with friends to another country when summer comes. Me and my family are not close, i love them, but you can’t call us family.” Chris revealed to her that as he looked at the door for a moment before he turned his attention back to her. “Are you going to stay locked here all the afternoon? My stomach is starting to work.” He said with a cheeky smile, resting his hand on his stomach like he was telling her that it was time to eat something. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;When I read the books, I actually imagined Count Olaf to be Robin Williams.&amp;#8221; She confessed, in her head whenever she saw the written words of Count Olaf&amp;#8217;s actions she saw Robin Williams doing it, when she read what Olaf was saying she heard Robin Williams&amp;#8217; voice in her head. &amp;#8221; However, Jim Carey did the character so perfectly! I really wish he&amp;#8217;d won an award for the portrayal!&amp;#8221; She commented with a laugh, looking up at Christopher and nodding her head. Mai liked to read, but when it came to the books she was so picky about them. She loved classic books, like Jane Eyre, Les Mis, Jekyll and Hyde, but with most newer books she hated them, and as for children&amp;#8217;s and teen&amp;#8217;s books. She wouldn&amp;#8217;t even go there. But A Series of Unfortunate Events was an exception. It was perfectly written to be entertaining and captivating. Mai simply couldn&amp;#8217;t put them down. &amp;#8221; Jim Carey would definitely need to be in it if they made the rest into films.&amp;#8221; She agreed with Chris, it could be no other way. While thinking about it, when the last film was actually made, her eyes widened as she looked over to him. &amp;#8221; Oh my God! the babies that played Sunny will be like ten now!&amp;#8221; She said in disbelief. It was amazing how children grew, how fast time would fly by without you realising.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mai, grinning at Chris, nodded proudly. &amp;#8221; I do, he&amp;#8217;s a Golden Retriever.&amp;#8221; She said thinking back to her dog, she wished she could have brought it with her to Winsbourough. Although atleast it wasn&amp;#8217;t too far away. Her dog was staying with her coach, who lived in the next town over from the WInsbourough castle. &amp;#8221; It&amp;#8217;s amazing how fast it grows. it went from about this height&amp;#8230;.. to this height!&amp;#8221; She explained, demonstrating the sizes by using her hands, with it being about the height of a small ruler, to up to her hip. But Golden Retrievers were always big dogs. Mai nodded at Chris. &amp;#8221; Most people don&amp;#8217;t. I think I only had time to look after on because I used to take it with me on my morning and evening runs, so it got its walks then, and after that it just wanted to collapse and sleep.&amp;#8221; She said laughing. Her dog could be very lazy, that was for sure. &amp;#8220;phew! You had me worried then!&amp;#8221; she said, her hand crossing over her chest in a mock sigh of relief. she didn&amp;#8217;t think he was, but she could never be certain. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Or just mad about dancing?&amp;#8221; Mai suggested at Chris commenting on her dancing alone in the studio. she smiled up at him, shaking her head at his guess. It made her laugh because he honestly didn&amp;#8217;t know who she was. She definitely liked that. She spent too long having people climbing all over her purely because of what she did, as for the fan mail, she had so much. People would be nice to her because of who she was. The fact that Chris didn&amp;#8217;t know who she was meant he was being nice to her because he genuinely wanted to get to know her, liked who she was as a person. &amp;#8220;No, I don&amp;#8217;t do ballroom.&amp;#8221; She said with a smug grin on her face. She felt like he would never guess what she did, since he was going through dancing. But she was going to keep him guessing for now, perhaps his next guess would be ballet, or maybe even modern. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when Chris mentioned about the castle back home, she smiled slightly, nodding her head. He&amp;#8217;d already told her he hated castles, and him admitting that proved why he disliked home. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m close to my family, especially my father, I&amp;#8217;m not a daddy&amp;#8217;s girl before you say anything like that, if I asked him for something he definitely wouldn&amp;#8217;t give it me. I just hate going home because when I do I can&amp;#8217;t be myself.&amp;#8221; She explained, looking up at him. &amp;#8221; It&amp;#8217;s hard to even go anywhere, be yourself, when you&amp;#8217;re surrounded in a circle by about fifteen bodyguards.&amp;#8221; She said with a shrug. She hated it. Everywhere she went they went. It got annoying, she couldn&amp;#8217;t be alone at all. She started to smile though.&amp;#8221; But here I don&amp;#8217;t have to be surrounded by body guards. Sure people know who I am, but it isn&amp;#8217;t as bad as in Korea.&amp;#8221; She said with a small laugh. She pushed herself up from the floor by putting her hands behind her. Standing opposite from Chris. He was taller than her for sure, but that was expected since Mai was only five foot six. She looked up at him, shaking her head from side to side. &amp;#8221; I have no plans on what to do. But if you want, we can go get some food!&amp;#8221; She said with a laugh, noticing him rubbing his stomach in a motion suggesting he was hungry.&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- more --&gt;Wow! See my travel is trains buses and cars, but the time adds up. so does the cost. Jeez it must cost you alot to keep going home by plane! Plane tickets aren&amp;#8217;t that cheap! and don&amp;#8217;t worry about it, I was slow yesterday with replying due to packing.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9518831276</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9518831276</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 23:07:06 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>OOC:</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://christopherpatters.tumblr.com/post/9516836934"&gt;christopherpatters&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- more --&gt;wow, that&amp;#8217;s further away than mine, well mine isn&amp;#8217;t that far, it&amp;#8217;s just I&amp;#8217;d have to use several different transportations to get home and it would be expensive. So I just visit occassionally. But I couldn&amp;#8217;t be doing with visiting every weekend!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9518036632</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9518036632</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 22:48:16 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>OOC:</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://christopherpatters.tumblr.com/post/9515678192"&gt;christopherpatters&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- more --&gt;Oh right! I&amp;#8217;m the same, I go to a university which is quite a bit away from where I live, but I have a rented house with some friends in the place where my uni is, hence the packing as I move in next sunday!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9515832508</link><guid>http://goldengirlmai.tumblr.com/post/9515832508</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2011 21:56:34 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
