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                <title>Shambles</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 09:41:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The last thing I need to do is get on here and talk about the shambles of a mess my life is in atm. <br />but to shorten it up: best friend went batshit; her pity party was my old group of friends (who she's also lying to, lmao apparently I call her and tell her how fucked up she is, I LOL'd) obviously not my friends to begin with then; boyfriend is a little theif and got is ass in trouble; roomates losing all of their finacial backup; sick as hell- missing periods; Insurance companies doing a dance with me that will probably end in court; had my credit card info stolen; specail diet; less work; vomit; vomit; vomit.<br /><br />So.. ugh Good things!!<br />New friends are way better than the last ones! <br />New job! (Which I may possible be the head of <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" /> )<br />.. yeah that's all. I mean, they're really great and all but.. bah.<br /><br />fuck this shit; I'm going to take off to Melbrone, Australia in late July. I don't see how I can possibly come home unhappy. (Actually, I probably wont come home to you, Ashland. I'll only be in the states for like a month inbetween then I'm off to Europe <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> )<br />ONLY 7+ MONTHS TO GO D:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>104</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 22:17:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow. I haven't updated this in over a year.<br /><br />I am 104 lbs. Scary ass shit man, I am sick. I look hella tweaker.<br /><br />I don't know what to do with this place. I mean, My art has changed completely. Paradigm shifts have most certainly taken place on multiple occasions.<br /><br />I have so much more to say beyond that, that I don't have a starting point.<br /><br />So yeah.. Updated<br /><br />PS- I am for the most part, quite happy <3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm now, I guess, a deliquient</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 22:24:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't get it. I don't pay a $1.40 Max ticket and I get busted and now I have to go to court or pay a hefty fine. Also if I'm seen on the max after the 25th I get arrested.<br />I'm taking this bored cop to court.<br />Seriously, If I stole a $1.40 item from a supermarket, the most that would happen is I'd have to go to some class.<br />Since I'm now basically bound to where I can walk, I'm going to start putting up myself for babysitting, house sitting, house cleaning...etc. for my apt complex.<br />That is until I get this expulsion from the max off my ass. I actually have a good case.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>People actually fap off to this.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 02:13:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's legendary though.<br /><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/ilmma/bonerpikachu.jpg">[link]</a><br />Don't worry, you wont see a PENIS. Well.. hahah It shouldn't be rated XXX<br /><br />"WHAT THE FUCK? LAWL!"<br /><br />PIKACHU?<br /><br />Google "Pokemon Porn" with family filter off for more epic lawls.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Much Ado About Panties</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 10:16:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Victoria Secret is what I'd thought it to be... exactly. My big big beef with it? They're giving me lowsy hours and I'm n call a lot which means "oh today I -might- have to work!" and then for four hours I sit around teh phone waiting for a call. It's pretty serious bullshit. I'm averaging roughly 8 hours of actual work a week that isn't on call.. and my manager doesn't want to give me more hours. I'm sorry, but 5 day weekends are way too much!<br />So I stopped and got some applications. <br />I'm trying again for an engineering job before I apply for the applications I received yesterday.<br />Luckily due to the on call hours, I've gotten 12 hours last week, which will put me still in a good spot for when rent comes.<br />I do however enjoy how many days I have off. It gives me time to just chill out, enjoy the area, learn the area, get more into things. <br />So I decided I have some choices<br />1. Stop buying -anything- I don't need and start cutting coupons for groceries.<br />2. Get a job fall term, probably on campus or something- just to make some extra cash<br />3. Find another or a new job.<br />I probably will due 3 and if fails I will do 2 and 1. I'm not hurting for money by any means but this isn't how I wanted things to go. <br /><br />le sigh. <br />Other than that, things are pretty much great.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The great Willow Creek flood of 1903</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 22:19:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In 1903, Willow creek-- a creek that runs through Beaverton, OR, flooded killing 247 people in less than 5 minutes... flooding up to 50 square miles.<br />I thought this was interesting when i looked up where Willow creek was and was a bit freaked out finding it is in walking distance of the place I'll be moving to.<br />Granted, it was 100 years ago.. but i realised that grass valley has never challenged me with the weather. I've never been around a tornado, hurricane, hell even a blizzard. Floods in the foothills means getting to a lake is easier. <br /><br />So I come home on Saturday. Home being, Grass Valley. Something I really don't consider home any longer.  If there is nothing more that is going to make everything very clear in my head, it will be this weekend where I travel from GV to Portland in the same day. <br />I'm starting to pack my stuff, gather my things. Have everything in bags ready to go..<br />It seems rather weird, really. having my home be somewhere else all the time. <br />I come back home to finish my last 3 weeks up and then i pack up and move to portland..<br /><br />I'm scared there may be a twister.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>My room is beyond Messy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:34:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm going to PORTLAND <br />Next weekend for JOB INTERVIEWS and grabbing every application in sight.<br />Apparently, I WONT Be home on the 25th <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />Oh no.<br />I'll be home in the afternoon of the 24 D:!<br />So PLEASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSE SEEE MEEE<br />I will like be so sadness if i dont see FUCKING EVERYONE OKAY?!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Plans in Portland</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 16:57:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mum visited, and a sudden realization swept over me. I -really- don't want to go home in the summer.<br />I remember hating being home in December and loathing it. Counting down the days  till i could return to school. My mom is a sweet woman, don't get me wrong, but she cares about shit that really doesn't matter, and doesn't care about stuff that does matter. <br />So, other than going home what are my options?<br />Moving to Portland <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />I already have a group of people i could move in with right away. no signing of leases, i get a job up there, i work up there, i live up there.<br />Now my mother was very opposed of this, but told me dad had a more "prove to me you are mature enough to set things up for yourself, and we'll agree." <br />And i did this. Last night.. for HOURS. And after a long conversation, my parents finally gave me permission to live in Portland over the summer.<br />Hooray.<br />For anyone who knows my parents, this very unlike them. My dad is more reasonable in that sense, but my mom.. well her logic comes from her emotions. <br />And so the process has started.<br />I still haven't gotten the okay with one of the people i'd be moving in with, Melanie.. mainly because she's been in the hospital.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> But.. I'm pretty confident she'd be cool with it.. We got along pretty good when i was up there for spring break.. and it's just cheaper rent for her for 3 months.<br />I've been applying my ass up there through the internet.. and i'm going to try to get all the interviews in  within a 2 day time period, by missing my Thursday class and Wednesday after class to get up to Portland. (How, I still have no idea. All signs point to a greyhound, but i'm hoping to beable to contact someone through like.. craigslist)<br />So, wish me the best of luck! I'm super nervous. And PUSH ME! I know when i get nervous or scared i tend to back out unless someone pushes me to do it. I really do want this, but i need to be pushed a little when i get discouraged.<br />I will be moving in probably the 14-15 of June and staying until the 15th of September.<br /><br />To my friends at home, I will be home Sunday, May 25th! For a day.. mainly because my brother graduates on the 24th.. dad's getting me on the 23rd taking me to Berkley and then we head home after the graduation ceremony where i sleep in my bed, wake up and then i have ONE DAY in GV to hang out with you folk <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE get people together i REALLY wanna see you guys because the next time I will get to see you is in November for thanksgiving <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh how times change</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 19:21:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Reflecting back on how things were in September before i left occasionally boggles my mind. I was expecting myself to change, but not make a 180. I have grown in ways i never thought possible.<br />I was a person who would honestly be frightened to leave the house for more than 24 hours. I wasn't -that- fond of my house, yet i still didn't like to leave the hut.<br />Now, when i next return home i will not have been home for over 6 months. (unless my dog is put to sleep, in which case i will make a special trip down there to say good-bye to him).<br />When i first came here, certain people annoyed me/would drive me crazy. I now find them to be some of my good friends. All in all, they're awesome people, I was just very biased. <br />Now here I am, running very smoothly on my own.. something that frightened me terribly while in high school. Granted, I feel over my head in my ER bills.. but thankfully insurance is around. <br />I'm way more outgoing than i was (if that sounds strange).<br />My relationship with my family has changed completely. My mother is coming to visit, and I look forward to it. My mother no longer mothers me, she is a friend who knows me very, very well.<br />I -live- with my friends. My best friend here is someone i would have -never- hung out with in high school.  <br />I can pick up and leave this place at anytime, and that's exciting. I don't need much to live off of, and I've gotten very good at roughing it. <br /><br />One thing that has -really- changed is my focus.<br />I don't think I want to major in applied arts anymore. O-o<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nothing is turning out </title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 21:10:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everything is going wrong <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />Jesus mother fucker!<br />Needless to say, I'm going up to portland with a complete stranger, to see someone who CONFUSES ME and who wont be moving here.<br />So... I guess i just have to sit back and wait.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>All they ask is why I wear these glasses </title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 04:47:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and all I can say is; "hell, it's good fashion" <br />We're acting like men of steel, with a thin protective shield<br />Gathering the raw footage that can never make the final reel<br />So we cover up the stories that eyes tell, make way for what we take to the grave<br />It doesn't bind both souls, buried in a Faustian bargain bin<br />In the cemetary there's a joust between God and men<br /><br />And all they ask is why I wear these glasses<br />And all I can tell them is hell, it's good fashion<br />All they ask is why I wear these glasses<br />And all I can tell them is, hell...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>If I go to sleep now..</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 04:18:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If I go to sleep now, I'll get 8 hours.<br />If i go to bed in an hour i'll get 7..<br />I'll probably get 4 hours.<br /><br />I love downstairs. All the guys are pretty dorky, but it's always fun. It's very chill and I can always rely on something fun going on there. I'm always feeling really comfortable there. <br />Mostly, because of Kitt. Kitt here is my best friend, which is weird. I remember meeting him for registrations in july and he annoyed me/creeped me out/ i thought he was gay "because he wanted to fuck his friend viska" is what i wrote in my journal.<br /><br />... hahhaha...<br /><br />Kitt very well might be gay. It's no secret how bad he wants Viska. Lulz. Everyone is very Chill and accepting. I'm glad I've known about it. We all plan to sign up for the same rooms as we have now for next year. Which would be great. I'd hate for it to end.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 04:15:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So about a week or so ago, Rosetta stone was pretty much offering Viska to be the site manager. After the application was picked up personally by the manager, he hasn't really gotten a reply yet.<br />This offer really messed up his initial plan of him coming down here in the spring. (seeing how he's fucking sick of feeling like a working man with no life.) But with this kind of pay and full time working, he wants to come down in the fall instead.<br />During this time I went "Well, I don't particularly want to wait 7 months for you... So when you come down here i can't tell you i'd be up for a relationship."<br /><br />So he decided that he's going to tell them in the interview that he wants 5 days off (where he'd come down and visit) once a month, and if it's a no go, once every 2 months. And if it's still a no go then he wouldn't take the job.<br />Okay. So he waits and I wait for some sort of reply.<br />Today Godiva, (he's been working for them for like.. a month?) and today they promoted him to site manager because he's making some serious sales and what not. So more per hour pay, 40 hour work week, and benefits.<br />Is he still coming down in the spring? I doubt it. But he says he's still deciding. Granted there is a lot of stuff he needs to figure out about his apartment lease and stuff, coming in the spring would just be better for him for that, etc, etc.<br />However Godiva will have no problem with him taking a 5 day vacation once a month.<br /><br />So, naturally this has kind of worn me out. I'm applying for a job for spring.. Graphic designer.. what a step that is for me. For me even to have the guts to apply is scary. So yah. I think i might go for it. It wouldn't hurt to have some extra cash. I like having a good shit load of money on me. I feel freaked out without something to fall back on. Also, who knows what i could learn from this?<br /><br />Tomorrow i leave to visit my uncle in Eugene. My mum is coming from the south, my grandma from the north and we're meeting in Eugene where my mum will then bring me and my grandma back down with her.<br />This uncle is probably my favorite of my mum's siblings. He seems to be the most level headed and stuff. Please my cousins are adorable. So I should be a good opportunity for me to get away from everything. Honestly? I have felt really overwhelmed. I think it's good to get away. even if it's only for two days.<br /><br />Ciao!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sleeping</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 05:08:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Two updates?!<br />Within a 10 day period?!!?!?!?<br />I -must- be on crack.<br />I realize i have friends at home here who do not reach my livejournal. (not like i have been updating it quite as often as I usually do(or rather, did) )<br />Or I simply might not be burning my bridges like i thought I was going to.<br /><br />So, perhaps more DA journals from me on here.<br /><br />It's 5am.<br />I am.. floored with exhaustion.<br />I'm sleepy.<br />i've been working today..<br />found out shit i don't like, found out shit i need to know... <br />I don't want to sleep.<br />I hate fucking sleeping.<br />I hate falling asleep.<br />I  don't hate being asleep but the processes in between is a bitch.<br />If i never had to sleep again, i would love that.<br />I wish being tired didn't exist.<br />We would get a lot of our lives back.<br /><br />There are these juice bottles at Market of Choice across the street. They're 1.59 for like this huge bottle of juice.<br />this shit is so fucking good.<br />It tastes like classy ass wine, and is just so fucking tasty.<br />mmmm <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />There is an exploded potato in my drawer o-o<br /><br />There is no longer 2 feet of frozen snow on the ground. And I've been able to walk around with just a coat and scarf on. It's been nice, being standable. I dont have to walk to class while tripping on ice. <br /><br />There is a cat living outside of cascade.<br />I realised, I speak cat.<br />It's kind of fucking annoying. But I know what the cat is saying to me. <br />Quick meows are always a casual hello<br />lots of quick meows is an excited hello.<br />lots of meows when it wants something<br />louder meows starting casual and becoming a  "I want something" and then not stopping means it's cold.<br />I -hate- cats. I've considered kicking that damn thing.. It's really annoying.<br /><br />MOW MOW WMOWM WMOW MOW MOW MOW MOW GIVE ME YOUR HOT DOG GIVE ME YOUR LOVE LET ME INSIDE IM COLD IM COLD IM COLD I WANT YOUR HOT DOG I WANT YOUR SLURPEE TAKE ME TO 7-11 WITH YOU CUDDLE ME IM COLD MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW MOW<br />It's like a tickle me elmo *shudder*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh so offical </title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 03:41:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So... I'm officially dating Viska now.<br />Hahhahaha..<br />hahahaa..<br />ha.. <br />shit I'm in a long distance relationship for the next month O_O <br /><br />So those who have known about Viska for awhile are probably going "Well, jesus christ, took you guys long enough."<br />When he first asked on his visit down here, I said no because i didn't want to have this whole expectation relationship-type crap to become long distance. However, it just sort of fell for us to act that way, so i thought what the hell am i waiting for? Who cares.<br />So yeah.<br />It's official.<br />o-o.<br />I guess i'm excited.<br />Fuck, I am excited XD<br /><br />For those who are clueless about Viska.. He's 19, currently living in washington. He's coming down to SOU in the spring and will be a student here. He's really into programming, mathematics and what not.. and he's really fucking weird. <br />Like... Holy crap fucking weird. But in the same way I am. <br />*laughs* I've allready been on a "date" with Viska. <br />lmao.<br />Oh well.<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />That's how life is going down right now<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sooner Or Later</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 04:30:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello Deviant art Journal,<br /><br /> If I thought it was cold before, I should have seen things now. With a forever 2 feet of consistent snow on the ground. (all of which is ice) Northern California really does make you soft. <br /><br />One thing that has gotten worse is my insomnia. It's 4:30 and I'm not even remotely tired. O_o<br /><br />But things are going good.. Well actually things are going pretty awful. I was in the ER two weeks ago, and then the next week I got sick, and then this weekend shit went down and my friends were like "DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA!" <br /><br />Pretty much it was a bunch of crap.<br /><br />But, I'm doing good <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br />My stomach hurts actually really bad. I ate gummy worms. They always make my tummy hurt.<br /><br />I need more pepto....<br />I  <3 Pepto.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Days keep getting colder</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2007 01:42:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ But, the heaters are on and I'm nice and cozy in my room.<br />
I've been to downtown Ashland EVERY DAY this week. You all should be quite jealous. The stuff I've bought here is amazing. You are all going to fawn over my closet when I come home.<br />
<br />
So I've made my niche. My best friend here is definately Rachel. We're both very much into beading and we understand eachother really well. She died my hair pink <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" />! i now have pink streaks in my hair. My other good friend is Kitt, the boy who lives downstairs. He's... interesting... to say the least!... and then there is Kitty!! Kitty is by far the most interesting person I have met here. She's been through so much and I love her to peices!<br />
<br />
Out of that we have Emily and Snee, my two lovers who live off of campus. Snee is... nearly a clone of me. We have the same hair style only she is brown. She's given me advice i would have probably given myself. We're both extremely spunky and rather indimating.. but we enjoy ourselves. To give you an example, i asked snee what she was majoring in and she said "raping babies." Emily puts up with us, she's adorable though and we love her <3<br />
<br />
Those are the only greatly *significant* people I've met here... although i have TONS AND TONS of friends those are the people i go out of my way to hang out with.. And Rachel basically lives with me XD<br />
(or i basically live with Rachel.. kind of depends on the day)<br />
<br />
I really miss you guys <3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Frozen Solid</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 23:57:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's a different world.<br />
College... that is.<br />
<br />
I've met so many people in the past 2 weeks that it's almost overwhelming. Basically all of the people i met my entire freshmen year of highschool I've met in 2 weeks. <br />
I've met a lot of really cool people<br />
A lot of really weird people<br />
You think Nevada city is full of hippies? H-o-l-y S-h-i-t.<br />
<br />
And I think I've established decent friendships with 2 people who I am always welcome to drop by and visit. <br />
<br />
It's almost a nice change to talk to a christian, simply because i know a lot about them. I've been introduced to more religions since i moved here than in my entire life. @_@ <br />
<br />
<br />
My floor and room are freezing. Heaters wont be turned on until november >.<<br />
<br />
Theres something about people here and Tea. I am the only coffee drinker I've met. Strange change compared to NVISION where everyone avidly drank coffee.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The seasons have changed...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 15:02:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and with the change of seasons I no longer belong here. This is no longer where I'm meant to be.<br />
time to pack my bags and gtfo.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Feed me your peptobismol</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2007 21:17:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've had the stomach flu for 3 fucking weeks.<br />
It's driving me insane to be always nausated. <br />
<br />
At work i'm drawing things this week.. which i like.. Sure, it's all mathmatical drawing.. but i get to make boxes and tackle things my -own- way instead of having it written out for me... always a plus.<br />
<br />
Mom suspects it's stress.. and i got a new monitor and it's turning off and on<br />
and although stress is the only logical reason why i've had the stomach flu for 3 weeks- there is nothing i would be horribly stressed about. Yah, there's college... but that isn't stressing me out  O_O AT ALL<br />
<br />
STOP THIS MONITOR!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Job, George Lucas, Birthday!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 22:52:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I graduated. (big whoop.) And then i started my first day on the job. My boss (steve) took me away and said "we feel as though your computer skills would be wasted in test."  at which point they put me in a cubicle with a desk, computer, and phone. And after getting lost several times in the cubical maze I have finally started to get the hang of things.<br />
  I've recently started in test-- which is basically techinician work. I've contaced over 400 companies because of China RoHS (it's a big liberal movement on the OTHER large space of land)  and my fingers are burning from pulling a little plug in and out of 128 inputs... twice.. Times that by 5. Ow. And then the imputs.. which is like 16 times 8 times 5. Ow.<br />
  This job has acutally been an enormous part and a really good thing for me right now. From this job I have learned that I REALLY want to go into a career with cartooning/animation or something.. Having a real 9-5 cubical job really makes me realise how much i ENJOY drawing. I've also learned that I've put myself down WAY too much on my art. There are A lot of hired artists aren't very good who work for the company. I'm used to hanging out with artsy people- now that I'm with electrical engineers, I'm suddenly an art genius. It's nice and it gives me a real-world perspective that I don't need to be quite so critical. <br />
<br />
My birthday was yesterday. That's right. I'm finally freaking 18. Took long enough? I've felt this old for a long time.  My birthday was... eh.. My birthdays always are really lame.. BUT i got a sansa! (sandisk's responce to an ipod mini.. it's WAY better.. and Sandisk is very good with their RoHS compliance letters!! SANDISK RULES)<br />
<br />
AAAAND The company is going down to umm.. I don't know.. but George Lucas is working on a film called Idustrial light and magic (<a href="http://www.ilm.com/">[link]</a> ) It's VERY CG.. Either way this one guy planned it at work and only 3 interns were invited to come, and 5 employees.. annnd I'm one of them!!! Chances of meeting George lucas? Quite high. FTW!<br />
<br />
So there you go. Full update!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Graduation- is.. BULLSHIT!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 13:31:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Graduation practice was today. We listened to Vitamin C- Graduation during this side show. And it made me think back.<br />
<br />
When i was 10, this song just came out- so it was 2000.. and I remember it was the last day of 5th grade and it was on the radio on the bus- and all the 5th graders were on the bus crying their eyes out.<br />
With the exception of me.<br />
But i secretly feared graduation day, I wasn't worried back in 00' because i knew we're just going to magnolia.. but I sat there and thought about High School graduation and I was so freaked out by it- and that song imparticular made me believe that that was exactly how i would feel.<br />
<br />
So here I am. 7 years later.<br />
 And you know what?<br />
I don't feel even romotely close to that. I wont be seeing -a lot- of people.. but really those people don't matter. Those who really do matter I WILL see, I'm going to still be home for 4 months. It's never good-bye forever. That song is basically bullshit. They'll see me every 3 months or so. (because unlike my brother i wont be home every 3 weeks because I am a girl and therefore have the laundry gene.) <br />
<br />
So basically graduation and the entire ceremony in general- i just want to get over with. >.> GIMME THAT FUCKING SHEET OF PAPER AND LET ME OUUUUT<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I have offically stopped caring</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 16:29:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Week and a half before school's out. I realised that in the past year i burned bridges I never meant to burn. And although those particular individuals may never see something bad in me, I will not seek them out during the summer or after college.<br />
<br />
Those who still cared about what people think of them 2 weeks ago have also stopped caring. My english class went from 5 friends.. to well, the entire class. Along with my government class. We're all out of here in just a little while.. It feels great. It really does. Finally a light at the end of the tunnel.<br />
<br />
Mum put a picture of me when i was a baby in the year book. This picture, is in fact in my old DA account.. <br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/7381567/?qo=127&q=by%3Abrenbrenchan&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">[link]</a><br />
Yep there it is<br />
<br />
Well, I was pissed off. I've moved past it. I have to get through finals and I'm out. <br />
*Spanish final- I need matt to help me study. Studing it for 5 years tends to help.<br />
*English- A book I was.. SUPPOSE To have read in two weeks but i've kind of blew it off- so im chosing a book i read this year on my own time earlier and gonna spark notes it up.. that with a macbeth final... not hard. Shakespeare and i get along.<br />
*Algerbra 2- I need to retake a test and get a B on it. Should be possible.. I just have to review. 2 weeks ago a test for the semester seemed easy- but it looks like I have some senioritis  (which actually means, looking at medical terminology- the inflamation of the senior.) because i basically don't care. Still have to study.. I know.<br />
*Government- I have to make those stupid videos.<br />
*Chemistry- BIIG Final. Ew. Gotta rewrite my notes too.<br />
<br />
This is kind of for my own prespective so i wont feel totally lost. <br />
<br />
You know what i really enjoy? Looking back to where everyone was in the beginning of the year. <br />
Like Frances- I barely knew her and now she's one of my best friends- Although she still has some kinks to work out, (such as pizza toppings) we're definately cool. the play also brought us so much closer.<br />
Laura- I didn't even know who she was until the play!<br />
Matt- especailly Matt. He evolved before my eyes from this near-emo kid with long hair and a cap- to kid with long hair- to kid with short hair and a beard. HAHAHA! Really, Matt has changed probably the most- i think if he ever decides to reflect back like i am now- he wouldn't recgonize himself. Matt, should you be reading this, know that I am quite proud of my little tree.<br />
Amanda & Jessica- Praise Econmics. We were good friends back in middle school- drama happened and it broke us apart. If it wasn't for econ we probably would have never connected again- and these are certainly people i'd like to see after highschool. Remember- What about love? And the first rule of Anti-flag, no one talks about anti-flag! Free Bill. PEEP.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Numb Tongue</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 18:32:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My tongue is numb. It makes dieting way easier though. I taste nothing. Talking is difficult.<br />
<br />
Third time this year.. I'm starting to get curious to why this happens.<br />
<br />
So... update on my life? Things are going good.. no no things are going GREAT. Well... no they aren't. They're just going good.<br />
<br />
Yah. They're going good... not great.. but good.<br />
<br />
I got a job for the summer. It's pretty sweet. Amazing pay, I chose the hours I work in my day- it's full time, and I may get to meet with pixar. <3 which is a big oppertunity<br />
<br />
Moving to SOU in a few months here. It's kind of this.. Weird position about it. It's kind of like "well, what can I take with me?" and I realise the most imporant things to me will probably be left behind :\.<br />
<br />
Either way I'm looking foward to losing the parents X3 which i know is bad of me, considering my parents are helping me out -a lot- it will just be nice to be the boss of myself for once >.><br />
<br />
Can't wait till I'm 18. which is backwards because then i have taxes.<br />
<br />
I want to grow up so bad- but i want to stay a kid just as badly.<br />
<br />
Fuck, why couldn't i have been one of those stuck up princess bitches that daddy does everything for? XD Then i could be a kid and have my own private apartment by the ocean *drifts off into dream land*<br />
<br />
Ugh.. I feel.. UGH.<br />
mainly cuz my tongue is numb-- that and i have food poising.. my tummy >O<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Post-poned with a Wheel Chair on top</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 20:01:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The play has been postpone.<br />
<br />
Due to the fact that in the middle of my attempt to do the dress rehearsal- and in the middle of comedies i started to cry from my back pain. I finished the scene and quickly went back stage and laid down and basically just bawled from the pain. Everyone carried out the rest of the play- and at intermission we planned things out to have the three of them doing it.<br />
By the end of the play i felt like i could stand and people were bothering me to call my mom and get a doctor's appointment.<br />
While attempting to do this standing hurt so bad that i broke down crying at which point we realized i needed a wheel chair.<br />
Gordon came, put me in a wheel chair, called my mom to force to come get me. Arrghh.<br />
It was embarrassing.<br />
<br />
But yeah. I am in a lot of pain.<br />
<br />
So, i wont be better by friday.. we're postponing it.<br />
<br />
And just when i couldn't be in more pain... My period starts. win.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Proformance</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 19:50:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ We AREN"T proforming this weekend. Due to.. lack of time..<br />
<br />
so We're proforming April 27 at 7 pm and April 28th at 2pm and 7pm.<br />
6 for students and 7 for adults.<br />
Come to it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
ANd -hopefully- we'll proform it the week after-- we're still seeing if that is possible thou..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>HELP ME</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 21:09:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay- long story short:<br />
We were doing a play- it got canceled. Me and two friends are stoked on doing<br />
"The Compleat Works of Wllm Shkspr (abridged)" <br />
To get the scripts it would take us a few weeks<br />
<br />
We are proforming April 19.<br />
if you know ANYTHING where i can get a script PLEASE tell!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Updates!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 14:04:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So last week Jason and I broke up. ... like a week ago ...<br />
... no no no we ACTUALLY broke up.<br />
As in the most we've spoken to eachother is a few words to make sure the other one was doing okay.<br />
Both of us are on the same page and we were both ready for this relationship to be over. <br />
We aren't getting back together.. Unless something REALLY REALLY weird happens. Like a magical spell is casted over me.. but not even then. Maybe if a magical spell was casted over both of us o-o.<br />
Then we might.<br />
<br />
Here is something no one knows- I have this peice of food stuck inside my gums under my skin and it hurts <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Been there for a week. I just haven't felt like complaining.<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm also assistant directing our Highschool Musical and playing a minor role in it. <br />
COME SEE IT <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> OKAY?  We're playing it April 20, 21 ,27, 28!<br />
<br />
I've put over 50 hours in it and we're only on our third week and we got three to go.  @_@ It's been a lot of work.<br />
PLEASE SEE IT <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
 San fran? San fran was fun <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> And I currently am single- O_O feels weird.<br />
A year and a half of not being single- it should feel weird.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>SAN FRAN</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 22:12:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh goodness. Cashmerekiss (dunno if that's right) and a few other friends are all going on a trip to san fran tomorrow.<br />
<br />
... not that me going to San Fran is by any means a rare trip.<br />
<br />
However the fact that I am going with friends, make it so much exciting.<br />
<br />
I CANNOT WAIT. X3<br />
<br />
I'm so sleepy!<br />
<br />
Happy Birthday Chaas<br />
Happy Birthday Amanda! XD<br />
<br />
Love to my boys :3 (yes, all of them. You all know who you are.)<br />
<br />
Crossen is getting a beard if it's the last thing I do.<br />
<br />
YOU HEAR DAT?!<br />
<br />
Okay.. I need to shower. I smellz.<br />
<br />
I felt like "omg random update ha"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>FREEBIRD</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 16:30:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Apparently, Freebird is a fragment of my imagination to my algerbra class. Such idoits. <br />
<br />
I am sick.<br />
<br />
And tired.<br />
Yet I cannot sleep. Got too much on my mind. It's like.. bohemian rhapsody... in the.. CRAZINESS of it. Which explains why i've had it on repeat in my head. Which, is weird. I am rarely in the mood for queen. <br />
<br />
My back aches.<br />
<br />
Argh. I want to feel better.. now. I thought try-outs today.. which actually is a shame they aren't. Because I am so sick that I haven't got enough room in my lungs (or want) to sing with my lungs rather than diaphram. It's impossible for me to sing badly while sick- which is kind of funny. XD <br />
I'm like busting out good tone in the locker room X3. <br />
<br />
Argh.SO SICK. <br />
<br />
MAMMA MIA MAMMA MIA LET ME GO!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>off</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 19:50:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So. Here i am at SOU without a lappy. No cellphone- and about $5 and 10 pills of tylenol.<br />
Boo.<br />
Get on the internet at about 8:00 for me, eh? I'd love to have a chat when I am +1 lappy toppy. yay'<br />
<br />
my knees are like "ow"<br />
<br />
update:and my lappy no gets internet!@!!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Jelly Belly</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 15:25:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why do i always have to be a medical disaster? Things get better- then something else goes wrong. I'm pretty certian that my right wrist is broken. Writing and drawing is now uncomfortable.-- and having my wrist unwrapped hurts like FUCKING JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.<br />
I haven't painted anything since the new year. Haven't had any ideas- <br />
i'm kind of at a loss.<br />
<br />
Either way, I suddenly found myself into interpretive dance X3! Jessica and I were just being really weird and supposidly, I have a raw talent for dancing <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> Jessica and I may take a dance class over the summer together. Which is fun.<br />
<br />
I like dancing. It's fun. And if you interpretive dance- then it doesn't really matter what you do. <br />
<br />
Yay for dancing.<br />
FUCKING WRIST<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Eye</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 23:52:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate my legs.<br />
I think i have tendonitis in my ankels now. My left one is inflamed again.<br />
but, i've played DDR this week.. that could be why. <br />
<br />
I thought my knees were getting better.. BUt if i dont wrap them- I can't sleep. The pain keeps me up all night.<br />
The pain i'm so used to, I don't even notice it as much.<br />
but it's like- i cant sleep i can't sleep.. put on my bands and i konk right out.<br />
happens everynight. <br />
<br />
I'm scared people dont believe my pain. <br />
I know some people don't.<br />
It's always bothered me.. I mean, jesus.. I wish I was faking this.<br />
<br />
*sigh* Atleast I've gotten better. Like.. I can stand without my bands on and stuffs.<br />
<br />
Hell i can even walk without them for over an hour or so.<br />
Still really uncomfortable.<br />
<br />
I don't really know. I guess I just feel like bitching today.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Big News!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 09:16:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Allrighty!<br />
so first item of big news.<br />
SOU (southern oregan university in Ashland) accepted me (conditionally, long story. but I'm gonna go!)  It was my first choice school and everything- makes me -really- happy. I haven't acted very happy, namely because when I do- I wave my arms and legs in the air---- and this is embarrassing-- so i tend to do it alone. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" /><br />
<br />
Second item of big news.<br />
Jason and I are back together. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />  The whole mess is over (rather, I forced it to be over by keep doing impulisive things making everything a millions times worse) but I am now -happy- and that's what's important. Sorry that those involved got some brunt of it.<br />
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Third Item of big news: <br />
Finals are next week.  and starting next semester, I will no longer have art <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cry.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":'(" title="Crying" /> <br />
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Fourth:<br />
IM GOING TO SOU!!!!!<br />
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Fifth:<br />
Being sick stucks<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Better</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 18:44:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everything has gotten -immensely- better.. but man have i had one hell of a day.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Light from the Netherworld</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 21:45:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is now addressed to everyone!<br />
Nope- still don't feel like talking about it.<br />
and i'm never going to. <br />
It's -----waay---- too complicated to explain. For those i have explained it to- it litterally took me like 20 mintues. <br />
I guess that's just how things have to work out. Besides a few minor (and not so minor) freak outs- i'm okay and in no need to be worried about. <br />
<br />
I mean, jesus christ, it's just a fucking highschool relationship. What are you expecting from me? Hell, we're -probably- even gonna get back together.<br />
<br />
So ha.<br />
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Other than that, the dreaded finals are comming up. SAVE ME. Not so bad. I'm worried about spanish. And I'm thinking chemistry will be a breeze. I'm getting science--- since when does this happen? I'll be a mathmatical girl yet.<br />
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Other that, I'm being my usual dorky self. I'm still the only person I know who plays their recorder at schoool- at tomorrow, i will be a joyous little nerd and bring my little lappy on it's first visit to highschool. I can see me now- sitting outside on the bench with my little mocha and lappy. <br />
Oh lappy<br />
how i love you.<br />
<br />
Who needs a boyfriend when you have a god damn laptop-- I mean.. SRSLY!!<br />
<br />
<br />
OH AND JILL- If you see this tonight- call me tomorrow around 3ish. I want to go to the BR's play with you! <3  Your phone was busy ALL NIGHT. MADE ME SO EHHHMOOO!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Barak</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 18:08:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Barak- or his girlfriend- Please inform him<br />
that I am single now <br />
mom is making me tell you, and i -really- dont feel like getting online, or calling you and bothering you. I dont want to talk about it- Simple as that!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Open your eyes</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 16:27:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Adam was right. I try too hard. <br />
I need to stop taking art so seriously ' _____  ' or ill turn into one of those freaks trying to find the 'artistic meaning' to piles of shit.<br />
Either way adam- I'm still not gonna talk with you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
We are at war!!<br />
<br />
I've also decided that relationships are icky.<br />
<br />
Remind me not to settle down freshy year. I havent been single for a whole year since i was 12.(ish?)  Ahhaa. <br />
5 years... not that long. but considering 5 years is a little less than 1/3 of my life.. I mean srsly!<br />
<br />
Either way, i've been doodling again. I've found it more fun to go overboard on some cute doodles than to try and find some deep an poetic meaning in an image.  <br />
<br />
In addition, in spanish we are learning about art. We all have to bring in something we color/steal from the internet.  I was thinking i could bring in a painting.. but then i am as shy as a 5 year-old when it comes to my pathetic little color-ins i, for some crazy ass reason, call art.  (fear my really bad use of commas.. FEAR!) Im frightened that people will just look at it and be like "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU" like some people were with when i painted the bench. .. made me feel -fantastic- </sarcasm> ... <br />
Or, i'll just steal something Jill did.<br />
.....<br />
OR ILL BRING IN PNEUMONIA!<br />
<br />
I'm  -such-  a dork X3<br />
<br />
PS- I am totally gonna get bangs <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~BrennaThePlatypus</author>
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                <title>Diamonds</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 21:06:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You may be looking for dimonds in the snow- but the snow will melt. And Diamonds shouldn't be that easy to come across.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~BrennaThePlatypus</author>
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                <title>Airships</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 21:31:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG<br />
BARAK is TEH LESS THAN THREE<br />
<br />
He gave me his laptop<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
i am oozing happiness<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Eva</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 20:18:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's so sad. <br />
Eva didn't deserve it.<br />
Fuck man.<br />
I don't care if i really didn't know her.. and i've always thought it rude for people to cry over people they really didn't know.<br />
She didn't deserve it.<br />
I feel so bad.<br />
I'm sorry Jill.<br />
I forgot the funeral information.<br />
I forgot a lot of things<br />
<br />
My heart goes out to her family<br />
and i've decided i believe in god for now<br />
if there's any hope in saving laura<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Zero</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 20:11:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ME-<br />
I started drawing at 11.. ish. I have an old account on DA- but I hate it. So here i am. <br />
I started out with Anime and it's only been within the past 3 years i picked up painting- and only been about a year since i've started realism.<br />
<br />
If you are my friend and were direct here- please watch me :3<br />
<br />
Why I post on this one?!<br />
I figure- at this point if someone steals my 'art' i should take it as a compliment :3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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