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        <pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 12:48:43 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>happy birthday to me</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 14:25:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmmm rainy lazy days over Christmas  break. Back in the ocean yessss.  Relieved some crazy withdrawal symptoms  I'd had back at school. Phew. Not much  new. Kauai is boring when there is no  surf. Oh yeah. Happy Birthday to me.  Not real exciting but I did light a  sparkler and say woo hoo. I guess I'm  saving my pent up party animal for New  Year's tonight. ]]></description>
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                <title>Mork calling Orson, come in Orson</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2004 10:10:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmmm, life's a trip. Off at college, 's  like a whole new world. Miss the surf.  Miss my sister. Preoccupied by the  things to see and do. Frickin frigid,  I'll be up boarding soon. Can't wait.  Might add some shit to the gallery wish  it were spactacular, but it's not. It's  hard not to get lost, to feel  inadequate, and insignificant on the  big college campus. I feel six. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hoo Woo</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2004 00:47:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Whew. I'm back. I was a deviantart  addict and quit cold turkey. It's been  weeks. Oops. Lifes hectic. Nk,  apologizing for emo journal entries.  Sorry I shoulda spared ya. And I will  try to refrain from so many "FuCks"  sorry if I offended any of ya'll. well,  I'm off to partake in the incineration  and inhalation of an illicit substance.  Jah love, roots and all that hippie  shit to ya homies. Peace out. Catcha on  the flip side aight? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lick.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>here we go loop de LOOO!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2004 10:53:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ha ha sorry my journals have been/are  so fucking ridiculous. I'm such a petty  cheeseball. He He I've been sick for  the past coupla days and I found this  cough medicine that is REALLY COOL .  nah nah nah kids don't do drugs but um  it feels like i'm flying. Woo. Hey  remember that saying "when pigs fly"  geeze like fo reals. anything can  happen now ya'll, cuz this piggy is  higher than a mutherfuker. he he he ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2004 00:40:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Whew, so uh I made it through the week,  the whole month of January actually.  What a fucking month it was. In a mere  31 days I knew death of friends, of  pets (not my own thank God), family, my  social self (When the whole school  knows you have seizures there is a bit  of stigma that goes along with it.  Well, most days I don't even brush my  hair, so I guess their perception of me  isn't changed much), and I almost died  again of guilt. So now I am actually  revelling in life, the glory of life,  our fragile existence. So kids, DON't  DRINK AND DRIVE!!! Sisters, people, I  don't understand the addiction of self  harm, but please don't get rushed to  the emergency room. It's too scary, I  can't help but let the guilt consume  me. What if they never found you....  Dogs shouldn't die, especially ones  like Sadie, my Granpa's happy rollie  polie puppy. Stay in touch with uncles  and aunties and family, you never know.  Whether you deserve it or not, your  brain could go berzerk at any moment,  or you could die just like THAT. Life  is precious guys, thanks for spending  the time to read my rantings... peace  out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2004 15:00:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't ever write in journals. I don't  know what has compelled me. Life is  nuts. I thought I would have things  figured out by now, but I'm more lost  than ever. My poor parents. Jenny is  cutting herself and Alli's having  seizures. The school must think we're  absolutely nuts. I just occupy myself.  School, work, paddle, back to work and  now basketball is starting! woo. only I  don't have any energy to move this  week. Maybe next week... ]]></description>
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