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        <pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 05:20:37 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>This looks interesting.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 22:21:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ haha I don't really know many people on here, but I'm going to post this anyways.  I found this on a friends old journal entry.  (It's a literal copy and paste)<br /><br /><br />"Rules:<br />You can ask me THREE questions<br />No matter how crazy, inappropriate, or random they are<br />I will answer 100% truthfully. (or as close to the truth as i can)<br /><br />Now Here's The Dare.<br />You Must Put This in Your Journal<br />See What Other People Will Ask You<br />[or don't]<br /><br />from ~bijarr who is rainbows.<br /><br /><br />from ~poop-mouth"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Chansey123</author>
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                <title>Valentines Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 15:34:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Do farts have lumps?<br /><br />I have no Valentine.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Chansey123</author>
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                <title>Friends...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 00:04:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Do any of you have friends that make you smile and do the most fucked up things that you wouldn't in your wildest dream imagine to do?  I have a lot of friends but there are really only a few that just thinking about them gets me smiling instantly.  Right now I'm trying to make sure I don't lose a couple of past friends, while not turning away from the ones I have right in front of me.  I really hate myself for losing contact with a lot of people I talked to everyday back in high school.  Sure I facebook them now and then, but lets be honest other than spamming your closest friends with pokes and stupidity, facebook has become a place to also "friend" people you either just randomly met in class or those you haven't talked to since the 3rd grade.   I feel like that's where a lot of my friendships have gone.  Cell phones are great, but who actually calls old friends now a days.  I try, but it usually ends up with an awkward conversation of, "Oh hey, haven't talked to you in a while...." and then ends up ending with that phone call. <br /><br />I have really been blessed with whom I have met, but to be honest...nothing is more depressing then talking to an old best friends as acquaintances. That's one thing I'm really afraid to happen with my new sets of friends.  What the hell am I going to do when I graduate a year earlier than them.  What am I going to do when I'm job hunting to the point I"m living in a shit hole apartment while my friends are still enjoying their last year in college together.  Sure we could plan get togethers, but that's what I've been doing for so long with my older friends.  At this point its nearly impossible to get a hold of any of them.  <br /><br />I really don't know what the fuck I"m going to do about it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Chansey123</author>
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                <title>Fuck yeah!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 12:10:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, thank the heavens Summer is over and I can finally get back to the things I love!  ANIMATION!!!  I didn't get as much done this summer as I would have liked, but I did start drawing up ideas for my senior project.  I also have more art shit that I have concocted that will finally be getting it's ass up!  Well, I've got a job now, which I may add is a pain in my ass!  It's nice to be working again and now I can finally pay for my car shit w/o pulling from my savings.  <br /><br />But seriously it'd be so much nicer if some of my coworkers would atually do their jobs.  My manager pretty much highered a bunch of bricks that rest throughout the store.  Well, mainly one is a brick. I actually like the rest!  My fav people are leaving though.  I want to cry an ocean and pour it into the boat of life and drown my self.  After rubbing myself against glass covered walls, chugging a gallon of asprin, and jumping infront of a moving vehicle.  I'd prefer a tractor, so it can be slow and painful while my farm girl life passes through my eyes.<br /><br />haha  Yeah, maybe not that but I am pretty pissed I covering my coworkers shifts this week.  I supossed to be getting ready for UMBC. fuck yeah<br /><br />I CAN"T WAIT TO GO BACK!!!!  KIM and ROSE IF YOU READ THIS, I MISS THE FUCK IMAGES OF YOU hurrying me up out of the bathroom so we can get to the dining hall before it closes, ripping down all of my positive thoughts of my favorite band, jamming sessions that really lead to nowhere, watching stupid ass shit on youtube, and most of all WAITING FOR THE DAMN PRINTER TO WORK!!!<br /><br />I MISS YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!!! DAMN!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Chansey123</author>
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                <title>Well It's My Birthday!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 10:01:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's my 19t birthday!  I'm so happy because my friends, at 12:00 am put little posters up on my dorm room door.  Right now I have a lovely banner with a picture of the Beatles, KISS, Spiderman, and Choco-Pies.  And of course "Happy Birthday!"  I also have two smaller posters with a photoshopped picture of Paul McCartney and I with "True Love" written under it and a mini poster of Ace Frehley in his Destroyer costume holding his Gibson Les Paul, with "Shock Me Have a rocken birthday!"  haha I LOVE MY FRIENDS!!!!!<br /><br />Earlier this week my roomate, (who's birthday is on the 21st) and my friend down the hall (who's birthday is in July) all celebrated our birthdays.  Sadly we couldn't have had a party in the summer to meet up so we combined it!  I have to say, I love my Beatles laptop case, my book, my Pajama Pants, my ear rings, my Yorks (love THEM!), my aviators and other gifts I got!  I have to say though, my favorite gift I got was from my friend Kim who got me a KISS Dynasty Record from the late 70s.  I ALWAYS WANTED A KISS RECORD!!!!!<br /><br />Well, I'd like to say my birthday has been perfect, but I have an exam to worry about today.  I've been taking notes all day and I want to relax, BUT I CAN"T!!!!  Well, anyways at least I get greeted with a whole bunch of birthday wishes on facebook. haha<br /><br />See ya!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Chansey123</author>
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                <title>Woaw, what the hell is wrong with me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 00:23:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, it's about 3 in the morning and I'm completely tired of writing this final paper on Art History.  It's not due till the day of the exam, Monday =0, but I'm freaking out about everything else.  I have another horrible, HORRIBLE exam on the same day, and I'm so afraid I'm going to pull off a C at the highest.  Here is the problem, I don't do Cs.  I'm a A/B person.  I'll take an occasional C, but this is after the 12 years of grade school, getting all As and Bs, just to reveal to my mother that I am working my damned hardest to get these grades.  Even though I feel more independent in college, I will always have this undeniable worry of my mother.  For the most part, I actually get afraid to do something she wouldn't approve of, then if I do, I end up freaking out and tell her anyways.  Honestly, she' never truly that angry about it when I tell her, I guess she appreciates that I'm not keeping any secrets, but at the same time though I can't enjoy it when I do it.<br />
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For the records, both my parents were cops. One has retired, the other is gone.  Just guess which one is which... =/ ...but yeah, I just feel like anything and everything I do should reflect what I should be doing.  Be the good girl.  I remember the first week of college, pretending that I did all this shit, like going to parties and drinking till I throw up.  I tried fitting in with the groups on my floor that partied pretty much every weekend in highschool, and still do today.  But the truth was I didn't do any of those things, I was just ashamed that I didn't drink.  It wasn't that I hadn't...I just don't personally like it.  But even when I feel like going out and partying, I have this undeniable feeling that my mom is going to find out, and never look at me the same way again. THE PROBLEM IS SHE'S NOT THERE! I just get the worst, uneasy feelings with almost everything I do.  <br />
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I don't know.  Maybe it's actually the fact that I am a good girl, and that my bad girl side just comes out in my horrible language. =0<br />
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So yeah, this was a long one.  <br />
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Talk to ya later. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title> Drawing</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 09:23:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I've been drawing for enjoyment since the third grade.  I grew up learning how to draw, but drawing Sailor Moon when I was younger.  Though I learned how to draw, drawing anime, I stopped drawing in that style around ninth grade.  I began drawing Marvel/DC style, and went on in another direction.  It wasn't till recently did I start drawing anime style again.  I watched my friend draw, thought her work was amazing, and hopped right back into drawing it.  But my mom gets angry when I draw in this style, which really blows.  She just doesn't see the point of me drawing in this style, b/c I'm not going to ever use this style in my career.  I'm currently an animation major, and she tends to only like it when I draw American style.  That kinda ticks me off, b/c I see nothing wrong with drawing both ways.  For the most part, I learned how to draw watching Sailor Moon.  Of course, she doesn't believe that.<br />
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*sighs*<br />
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I don't know.  I have the most critical mother.  I'll be working for days on a drawing and show it to her, and she just look at it and say, half-heartily "Yeah, it's good."  And I'm like, "What you don't like it?"  and she just shake her head smiling, "Oh, it's not that I don't like it, I just don't like it as much as your other cartoon drawings.  Why don't you draw like that anymore.  Drawing in this style will get you no where."  I just get so steamed when she talks to me like that.<br />
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So yeah, this was my rants today.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Chansey123</author>
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