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        <pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 10:05:13 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Back To School</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 23:22:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm finally going back to school today after this dreadfully long weekend. I'm very excited to see all my buddies...I've missed them very much haha and yet I know as soon as I walk into the building I will want to turn around and go back home. Well I hope the day goes well and that I am able to remain happy throughout it...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Azimoon</author>
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                <title>Beautiful Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 11:47:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's really pretty outside today XD So instead of spending hours on the computer I believe I shall take a nice long walk with my buddy.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Azimoon</author>
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                <title>Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 14:33:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img class="toppy" /><div class="linkstop"><br /><br /><a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/chat/VectorArtistsChat"><div class="chat">Chat</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://Azimoon.deviantart.com/myfriends/"><div class="members">Members</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://Azimoon.deviantart.com/journal/21604657/"><div class="about">About</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://Azimoon.deviantart.com/journal/21604670/"><div class="articles">Articles</div></a><br /><br /><a href="http://Azimoon.deviantart.com/journal/21604649/"><div class="faq">Faq</div></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br />Life seems pointless at times...I think so much on why exactly I'm here. We live each day to the fullest to make the world a better place for the future of other generations who will repeat the process and die. We almost work for death. Why enjoy something that is going to be lost anyways? It seems to have no point but yet I love living...it's so fun really. The ups and downs...the memories...the people...the love and the hate. It's amazing.<br /><br /><div class="credit">This journal was coded by =<a class="u" href="http://brgtt.deviantart.com/">brgtt</a> - graphics by *<a class="u" href="http://xyphid.deviantart.com/">xyphid</a></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~Azimoon</author>
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                <title>Change</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 08:37:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ People change and we change unconsciously making life really confusing at times. I'm having trouble right now finding once again who exactly I am because I seem to have lost it. Well I hope to get some wallpapers up soon...that's about all...toodles<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Azimoon</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 10:04:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK so schools been quite interesting so far. The first marking period just ended and I did fairly well. Well I've been writing a lot of poetry lately so I'm going to try and get a few of the poems up as soon as i can.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Summer has Ended</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 04:00:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So Summer is now over and I started school yesterday. It is still unorganized and there are a ton of more students which makes me nervous...I don't do well with a ton of people around me. To make matters worse they stuff us in the all purpose room where there is nothing but a few big fans to "cool" us off. In the morning we all get in alphabetical ordered lines which takes maybe 20 minutes and then once they get everyone to shut up we have to do these dumb drills called Trenches which increases the heat and sweat and a high school full of sweaty students is most unpleasant. If this year is anything like last we will be hearing speeches everyday for about a week or two on how to reach our goals and self discipline blablabla... I already know what all I want to accomplish and how I'm going to accomplish it. Well looking on the bright side at least I get to have homeroom and two other classes with my besty Katelyn. XD This year should be quite interesting...tata for now XD<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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