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                <title>Sorry:(</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 07:54:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so sorry to everyone for seeming to abandon you. I swear I'm still alive, I've just been really busy now that I have a job, and I'm in like 5 organizations, and I'm always gone on weekends. But enough excuses-I promise I'm going to make time to read all my messages and look at all the stuff I've yet to view(which is a lot). It will have to be a little at a time, but they say that slow and steady wins the race, right? Thanks for putting up with me guys.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 19:32:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Ooops!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 12:58:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ To everyone that I said I was coming home on Sept. 27th...I lied. I'm actually coming home on Sept. 5th or 6th. So if you happen to be home then, call me and we'll hook up!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>College</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 13:59:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I moved into my dorm on Friday. I live in Nair Hall. Every time I think of it I think of hair removal cream, but anyway...As my dad and I were carting my stuff into the building we passed a woman standing by a huge pile of stuff just dumped on the ground. There were shampoo bottles and purses and shoes and stuff everywhere. I muttered "that's one way of doing things" under my breath then my dad and I smiled and waved hello to the woman, who smilled and greeted us in return. After waiting in line for thirty minutes with a box in hand for the key to my room, I finally entered it only to find that the pile of stuff from the street had found its way to my room. The woman was my roommates mother, and she thinks I am wonderful simply because I said hello to her in the parking lot. Praise God I didn't just avert my eyes and walk by-she'd probably hate me then.<br />My roomie's name is Ashley and she's very nice. We get along(so far) and she reminds me of Raven Baxter. Our room looks like cotton candy because her stuff is all pink and mine is, of course, all blue. We are both religious-raised Catholic. We've decided to alternate churches-Catholic mass one week and Baptist service with our friend Christina the next-which makes me happy because I have pretty much left the Catholic church. <br />I feel outnumbered because all of the people I've met so far are from Philly and I'm the only white girl of all of my new friends. I don't have a problem with it, but they all talk about Philly all the time and they definately have a different dialect. I've had to ask Ashley several times what certain words mean lol.<br />Yesterday we all had to go to a sexual harrassment seminar-they gave us all popcicles on the way in. Does anyone else see the irony here? Oh, and Bethanne, they talked about the vagina monologues which reminded me of you<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />After the seminar, the Golden Eagles Marching Band, Dance Team, and Cheerleaders came in and started playing as a sort of pep rally. This is going to sound(look) stupid, but it was when the band started playing that I had to fight back the tears. I hadn't cried at all yet-not even when I said goodbye to my mom. I think it finally hit me because the auditorium had been dark and when the band started playing the lights came up and the walls and chairs and banners and uniforms were all blue and gold instead of red and black and I didn't know anyone around me. It hit me that I won't be seeing my friends everyday anymore and that I will probably loose touch with some of them. I know I'll make new ones, but how many 4 year friends will be as good as my 12 year friends? My friends from home are pretty great, so these new ones have a lot to live up to.<br />Well I have to start getting ready for Convocation. Shit, classes start TOMORROW! I'm terrified.<br /><br />Oh, and Wanda, my mood thingy isn't working.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Delay</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 17:17:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know I told some of you to look on here for a giant journal about my new life as a college student...that was before I knew about the dance tonight. I have spent the last few hours eating dinner, straightening my hair, picking out the perfect outfit, changing my makeup like twenty times, and waiting for my roommate to finish doing our friend's makeup(what I'm doing now). Therefore, if I post it tonight it will be very very late. More likely is that I will post it tomorrow between church and Convocation. Oooo-got to go...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Back AGAIN</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 12:01:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ IIIII''MMMMMMM BBBAAACCCKKK........again....<br /><br />Sorry it's taken me so long, things have been crazy with work and vacation and computer problems and school preparation-the list goes on but I won't bore you with it(at least not right now). I finally made it through all but five of the journals and comments I had to check-there were over a hundred. I will finish those and start looking t all the deviations soon, but I have a class in like 18 minutes so I gotta go lol.<br /><br />Hopefully I'm back for good this time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 18:11:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ After a long absence:<br /><br /><br />IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII""MMMMMMMMMMMM  BBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Senior Project Blues</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 16:16:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I would like to show you all a picture of my AP English teacher: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heartbreaker.gif" width="43" height="26" alt=":heartbreaker:" title="Heartbreaker" /><br /><br />Yes, that is my heart she is smashing. Our first draft of our ten page essay --relating James Joyce and his awful novel, Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, and their relationship to "true art", and the meaning of "true art", and the impact of "true art" on us personally and on society-- is due tomorrow. I don't even understand exactly what we are writing about because the essay is supposed to be split into four sections, and I'm not sure if the sections have to relate to each other or if they can be totally independent or what. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/slamhead.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":slamhead:" title="Slam Head On Table" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br /><br />At least no matter how bad my paper is I'll still probably get a passing grade because if we fail this paper, we don't graduate and I'm pretty sure she wants to get rid of all of us...<br /><br />You can probably tell I'm ranting here as an excuse to stop staring stupidly at the single paragraph I have written already and wondering what the hell to write next. <br /><br />Damn................I need a muse or something.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Crash</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 11:30:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can't believe I'm saying this, but I wrecked my car last nightO.o On the way to my New Year's party, a deer ran out in front of me and I must have swerved or something, because I'm not really sure how it happened but I was suddenly driving my car tilted on the bank. I got back on the road, but the tire rim and the stearing arm?(I think that's what it's called) were bent and the car had to be towed. When my dad got there he said that the marks on the bank made it look like the car almost flipped over-I am so lucky that I wasn't driving the opposite direction because if I would have been in the opposite lane when the deer ran out the car would have rolled down the mountain. Fortunately, the way things happened, I ran into the ascending side of the hill and there was minimal damage to the car and to me. I seem to be ok, but I keep feeling a sharp pain in my back if I move certain ways, so I'm going to have to go to the chiropractor. I feel awful because both of my family's cars just came out of the garage and my mom had been saying earlier yesterday morning that the $1600 that they had just spent on the car was really hurting us. Now, because of me, they have to pay fof the repairs to the car and our insurance will probably go up. What a great way to end the year huh? *bitter sarcasm*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>I'm Back!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 18:35:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just flew in this afternoon from Miami and I am so glad to be home! Sure, the weather was nice, but I missed my own bed, let alone my own room, and my family was starting to get on my nerves. A week in an RV, no matter how large, is a very long time when you're sharing space with four other people. I have to admit though, Key West is awesome at Christmas time, and that made up for a lot of the annoying stuff. Oooo, and I can't wait to give my friends the gifts I bought them<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Although, I'm sorry to say that they are all small because of the weight restrictions on our luggage<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> <br />
Well, I've got to go unpack and then get some real sleep *relieved sigh*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 18:07:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ School is a bitch!! I am ready to give up and drop out. I am in way over my head right now and I don't know how I am going to dig myself out. I am one of those people with an IQ that is high enough to catagorize me as "gifted," and I normally get straight A's, but this quarter I think I am only getting an A in chorus, gym, and art. that leaves five classes of C's and D's that I may be able to raise to B's if I am lucky and am able to do a lot of bonus. This is an especially bad thing because my dad has been known to yell at me for getting a 99% in science instead of a 100%. In fifth grade my parents took me off the volleyball team for getting a C+ on my progress report- it wasn't even a real report card! You can imagine what getting C's and D's would do to me. <br />
I have to attend a club or team meeting or tutor or mentor underclassmen every morning, so I have no time to work on stuff that I can't do at home. The stuff that I can do at home rarely gets finished either because of all this other shit that I have to do--more committee meetings, and household chores, and reading AP Literature books, and babysitting, and blah blah blah, the list goes on. All this stress is giving me frequent attacks of nausia and major acne and a constant craving for chocolate. I know I should quit some stuff, but I don't want to let anybody down. Ggaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!! I really need to go destroy something to get rid of my frustration.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Squeeeeee!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 13:06:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I'm so excited! I just can't hide it..." *dances around*<br />
If you're wondering why I'm so happy, this is why-I just got a letter from Clarion University saying that if I decide to go there I will recieve a full Board of Governors scholarship that will cover my tuition all four years as long as I maintain at least 2.75 GPA, take at least 12 credits per semester, and remain a science major. I'm thinking all of the criteria will be easy so I'll be saving ~$5,000-$6,000 a year. Through all four years that's ~$20,000-$24,000!! I'm sorry I'm ranting about boring numbers, but money is a big issue since I will be paying for most of my college education myself. I still have to find a way to pay for my room and board, as well as a few student expenses, but this will help a lot. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Dia de los Muertos Accomplishments</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 20:06:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy Dia de los Muertos everyone!! I ate so much today at the party, I know I'm going to feel fat tomorrow. It was worth it though<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> I am so happy that I finally got an avatar to work! The design/art programs I have are stupid and wouldn't cooperate as far as demensions go, but I finally got something to fit. It's not what I would have chosen if I had a choice(none of my other pics were both the right size and JPEG), but it's not too bad. My next conquest will be the literature bar. I am so tired right now that the screen keeps going blurry in my vision, so I guess I should say goodnight...buenas noches.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Stress Venting</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 19:18:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ GGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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Whoo, I'm glad I got that off my chest...my life is complete chaos right now and I'm so overwhelmed that I feel like if I don't scream or break something I'm going to explode. There's so much going on at once and I'm struggling to keep up. My dad still hasn't gotten completely rid of his salmonella and his diabetes is getting worse. My mom is having troubles with her boss. Because of this both of them are tense and they fight worse than ever if that is possible. My brother is a complete jerk to me as always. With calc. and AP lit. and bio.2 my homework takes about 3-4 hours a night, plus whatever spanish or foods homework I have. I also have to finish an overdue project for my drawing/painting class as well as read my reading team books. plus I'm in like 10 clubs/organizations, some of which require shitloads of community service-I still have about 12 hours to go.Soon the play will start and that'll take over my life, but at least it will be fun(hopefully it will be so fun that it overrides the extra stress it will bring). During my aerobics class is pretty much the only time I feel relaxed-2 nights per week where I don't feel like a bomb poised to detonate. I know that other people are much worse off than me and I should't complain, but that doesn't change how I feel.<br />
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My dad is yelling at me at this very moment so I guess I'm done ranting for now...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 13:21:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow, it's been a really long time since I've made an entry. I barely ever have free time anymore, and what I do have I usually spend sleeping...hehe. Well, tonight I am adding one more thing to my already bursting schedule; my mom and I are joining an aerobics class, and tonight is the first one. We'll see how that goes-I'm not in good shape at all. As a matter of fact, I found out in gym class today that I can only do one pull-up.TT<br />
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Who knows, maybe it'll be ok and I'll start losing some weight. I doubt it, but it doesn't hurt to dream.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>The Future Approaches</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 18:55:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Recently I've been so busy with work and stuff that I haven't had time to upload any of the photographs that I would like to. Tonight I barely have enough time to read my messages and type this. Oh well...hopefully I'll have time to do it soon. Tomorrow is my day off and I had planned to work on it then, but I am going on a tour of Clarion University, which is a few hours away, so I won't be able to. On that note, I'm a little nervous about going to Clarion tomorrow because it is my best option for my financial situation and my major and I am worried that I will hate it for some reason. I'm not worried about the people hating me because if they do then that's their problem and they can deal with it, but I'm afraid that I'll hate the dorms or the location or something...or even worse, if I like it and my parents don't. I don't reaaly have another school in mind, so if this one is a dud I'm screwed. Oh no, I'm out of time...stupid work, stupid sleep deprivation...why can't a pill(a legal one) be invented that allows us to function without sleep?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>More Stuff</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 19:16:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I still can't load my poems and stuff. I'm starting to get impatient. This is not helping my mood.<br />
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Today I bombed my Trig. final, goet home and immediately left for work. While at work I sat around in a giant racoon costum because, glory of glories, I'm short so it fits. It was rainy and cold, therefore, there were no people at the park, making my mascotting duties a larger waste of time than usual. Then, I finally got to leave and go to my cousin's birthday party where I played volleyball with the trig teacher whose test I failed. Life's funny like that I guess. <br />
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I guess that's all for now...I'm too tired to think of anything else right now. Chow.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Just stuff</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 13:40:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I finally go to see PotC 3 last night!!! I loved it-it is now my favorite of the three. I was told that it was too long and very confusing. It was only about two and a half hours and I didn't think it was confusing at all. I'll admit that I have an advantage thoough because I know pirate history and am familiar with nautical lore. I already know the legends and myths that come in to play in these movies, so that detracts from the confusion.<br />
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On other topics...<br />
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I have been trying for the last 25 minutes to submit some poems, but the "Add Text" thing is being stupid and not letting me type in the box. Grrrrr...<br />
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Today I had to dispose of a dead mouse and I got peed on by a turtle. Fun fun fun.<br />
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Also, today is my brother's birthday party so I must now get off the computer and go clean the house. Ta ta...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Grrrrr...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 18:47:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ WARNING!! This entry is going to be a rant, so if that bores or offends you don't read beyond this point.<br />
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When will I get a break? Last night I got home from school, ate a quick dinner, and changed into my pajamas, then I forced myself to suffer through the boring parts of East of Eden so that I would finish the 200+ pages that I had to read for the test on it first period thismorning. I did not leave my bed from 3:45 till midnight, when I got up to brush my teeth and stuff. Over that length of time my dad repeatedly came in and yelled at me to go to sleep. For some reason he thinks that he cannot go to bed untill everone else has, and so when he gets tired I am forced to go to bed. Needless to say, I was to close to the end to go to bed so I stayed up reading. Finally my dad decided "no more mister nice guy" and came into my room, shut off my light, and threatened to ground me if I didn't go to bed. I had seven pages left-so close and yet so far...Because I was reading EoE, I didn't have time to study for my physics test or my trig test, both of which were also today, or do my homework for those classes. More and more stress flowing in to drown me. When I got home I quickly changed into my work uniform and tried to find socks that wouldn't look stupid with my capris. My mom was late getting home which in turn made me late because I drive her car. I arrived at work with only five minutes to walk a three minute walk to my station. Sounds manageable right? Of course it wasn't. Today being my first official day, I had to go to customer service and get a name tag. I waited in a line of other employees getting tags for twenty-five minutes. My general manager left a mesage on my phone saying that I needed to have a discusion with her and tell her why I wasn't at my station on time, and even though I was at work, I will not be paid for the half hour I was at customer service...Closing was an hour later than it was supposed to be, so now I am not able to go see POTC3 tonight. I have to work all weekened so I will not be able to see it any other night either. My family is going without me and I am the only one who understands the storylines and knows the myths and legends that come into play throughout the movie. Basically, I am the interpreter and they probably won't understand what is going on if I'm not there to tell them...To add the cherry on the cake, my computer is being a bitch so I am going to have to end this rant now before it freezes on me. Isn't that just loverly?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Mixed Emotions</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 19:21:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I am not sure whether I am happy or sad or frustrated or relieved. My cast party from my school's musical made me happy because I had fun with my friends. But right before I left to go to that party, I found out that my father has been diagnosed with diabetes. So not only has my mother recently developed cancer, my father now has diabetes. You can imagine that that news put a bit of a damper on my day. I am frustrated because I have practice for my chorus concert tomorrow during my ceramics class, which means that I will not be able to finish my box (which is a big part of my grade) in time for it to be bisque fired; therefore I will gat a bad grade in that class. In my family, an A- is a dissapointing grade, let alone a C or a D. On the other hand, I am relieved that my trip to New York is finally here. Roaming the streets of NYC with my crazy (in a good way) friends and no parents will be the highlight of my highschool career-yes I know it's sad that that will be the best part of my young life. Anyway, so many things are going on right now and my stress levels are sky-rocketing, but I don't have any time to stop and take a deep breath. My summer job has already started to take over my life, and yearbook committee and choral club aren't helping. Thank God my AP Gov. class and the musical are over because I think I would have to start playing hangman on my wrists if I had to deal with them right now too. Well, enough ranting, I really need to work on my English project and pack my dinner-yes my dinner- for tomorrow. Oh yeah, I need to go pack my bags for NY too. Dammit, I really shouldn't have been on here so long...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Alleviating Boredom</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 07:49:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, right now I'm sitting in school doing nothing so I decided to write. Now the only problem is deciding what to write about. Let's see...the musical and the play are over *tear*, prom is tomorrow, yesterday I found out that someone dear to me has skin cancer, my AP Gov. & Pol. exam is over and it was easy *relief-no more Mr. G!*, tonight is my "Mr. Rogers is not dead" orientation at work(don't ask), and I haven't had a chance to go shopping for mothers' day. I'm sure I'm forgetting stuff, but I...I was just called to the guidance counselor and I was worried that something bad happened with the afore mentioned cancer patient, but it turned out that I won the Rachel Carson Award from Chatham College, which provides me with a copy of Silent Spring and a renewable scholarship if I choose to go there. Well, I think I've wasted enough time...chow for now<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Water Battle</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 17:19:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Man am I soaked!! My dad and I just started a water ballon fight with my brother, who later convinced my father to betray me and join his side. The traitor! They are both much much bigger than me and they dragged me back outside when I ran into the house for refuge. I escaped them, but then my genious brother decided to take the battle into the house and dumped water all overme while I was doing homework on the computer (Thank God none of the water got on the keyboard!). Don't worry, I got my revenge....Muahahaha!.....All of this was my mom's idea and she didn't even get a drop of water on her. Grrrrr...oh well, it was fun-even though it's only March and it's not really warm enough to have freezing cold water splashed all over you.<br />
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My dad and I don't get along and are constantly fighting, so this was a wonderful respite from our usual verbal battles. If only it could last...<br />
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Well, I have a ton of AP homework to do so, Adios!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Disappointment</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2007 18:14:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well...today my family and I were supposed to drive for three hours to Hanover for the weekend for my cousin's birthday. Because of this trip I told my friends that I couldn't go with them to see a show tonight or hang out with them tomorrow for a movie/videogame marathon. Now I am sitting at home by myself while my friends are out having fun because my parents got the flu from my brother and decided that we won't leave untill tomorrow. Unfortunately, they made this decision after the musical that I wanted to see with my friends had already started. Lucky me.<br />
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On another depressing note, I just found out that my favorite teacher's husband died and I feel really bad for her and her daughter.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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                <title>Snow Day!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 14:34:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yey! I'm free! No school today because of the bad weather. I took advantage of my freedom and went shopping. I also went to a salon and got about seven inches cut off my hair because my drama club was doing a haircutting fundraiser. My hair hasn't been this short since I was 13, so it will take some getting used to.<br />
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Anyway, since school was canceled I had enough time on my hands to start writing in my journal. It's about time too.<br />
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Oh yeah, I finally got a sewing machine today, so hopefully I can start making myself clothes. Yey!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Andarta</author>
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