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                <title>My New Baby</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 20:33:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No, I didn't give birth,<br />
but...<br />
I finally got my first D-SLR camera! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Nikon D40 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> I'm quite happy with it, and very excited for what's to come. Hopefully I will be able to master this, and soon enough be able to take stunning shots. <br />
<br />
I'm so excited!<br />
Get ready, guys <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>Mmm.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 18:54:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I saved a life today.<br />
(Unable to move<br />
struggling for life<br />
traumatized<br />
victimized)<br />
On the brink of its death,<br />
I released the spiders prey.<br />
<br />
A life saved.<br />
It was a beetle. I thought it was dead, but it squirmed, and I couldnÂt help to see something else die.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
My auntÂs cat, Jinga, died yesterday. July 15th, 2007. She was 21 human years old, and over 100 cat years old. She was pretty chill, liked to be warm, and liked to sit on your lap. She was a strong old-woman-cat though! I mean last year she would still be able to hunt and jump on your lap, and she was like 80, man. ThatÂs perseverance right there.<br />
<br />
Anyway, I finished Chapter two of my story. And I finished my US History 2 Outline.<br />
Accomplished.<br />
<br />
IÂm souped for WednesdayÂ A LOTR Extended version movie run through at HarrisÂ house. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
And IÂm even more excited for Thursday, Tim comes back. Finally.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Mmm.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 18:54:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I saved a life today.<br />
(Unable to move<br />
struggling for life<br />
traumatized<br />
victimized)<br />
On the brink of its death,<br />
I released the spiders prey.<br />
<br />
A life saved.<br />
It was a beetle. I thought it was dead, but it squirmed, and I couldnÂt help to see something else die.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
My auntÂs cat, Jinga, died yesterday. July 15th, 2007. She was 21 human years old, and over 100 cat years old. She was pretty chill, liked to be warm, and liked to sit on your lap. She was a strong old-woman-cat though! I mean last year she would still be able to hunt and jump on your lap, and she was like 80, man. ThatÂs perseverance right there.<br />
<br />
Anyway, I finished Chapter two of my story. And I finished my US History 2 Outline.<br />
Accomplished.<br />
<br />
IÂm souped for WednesdayÂ A LOTR Extended version movie run through at HarrisÂ house. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
And IÂm even more excited for Thursday, Tim comes back. Finally.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Out the window</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 20:16:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I tried<br />
going out my window, that is. Second story.<br />
but there's somebody in the kitchen<br />
I would like to sit on my roof to just gaze at the stars and such to think, even sleep. I think my legs are long enough now.<br />
<br />
I thought I had problems. Real problems.<br />
But no, i'm just another american with their petty problems.<br />
I hate having to see that there is something worse out there. that whatever is worse, they have nothing to look down upon.<br />
I think if we all looked up, everyone and everything, there would be no power, or war, or psychological syndromes.<br />
<br />
I apologize for not being able to understand<br />
I apologize for feeling this emotion that is long sought out for.<br />
But what truly counts is the apostrophe<br />
and the space between the words.<br />
because 'imsorry' doesn't exist.<br />
<br />
when there is so much to say,<br />
we tend to hush our voices.<br />
we anticipate the other to carefully pry our skulls off<br />
and read our thoughts instead.<br />
we writhe and cry<br />
their eyes scan and burn<br />
you are going too far!<br />
(seven thousand, nine hundred and ninety eight, seven thousand, nine hundred and ninety nine)<br />
mouths hang open--<br />
we must look in.<br />
suspended now,<br />
in the darkness of a hollow throat.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Morning Commute</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 21:10:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How many people can honestly deny their loneliness?<br />
NO! ITÂS NOT EASY.<br />
Not for me, atleast.<br />
<br />
You must come back to me.<br />
Materialize<br />
as a tangerine. and you would be much sweeter,<br />
<br />
and we can start from there.<br />
<br />
________________________________________ ______________<br />
<br />
he is in japan, and i am in new jersey. what is that? likeÂ eight thousand miles.<br />
ThatÂs a helluva lot.<br />
iÂm neeeedy, i miss him. [IÂm not actually needy, really.] IÂm going to try and call him from my home phone. I hate being this way though. But I should be thankful for even having someone, you know? I should be happy to have him, and I am. So as long as I do, I shouldnÂt be too sad. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
Anyway, back from Virginia, lots of news, break-ups, get togetherÂs, and just relaxing. too much of my cousins. IÂm kidding, I love them.<br />
<br />
________________________________________ ______________<br />
<br />
<br />
ItÂs pitch black out and the part of the world that only matters to you is illuminated by the infamous moon; everybody seems so tired.<br />
Yet, when society awakes to the dancing streaks of SunÂs graceful hands, yawns fill the dreamy yellow atmosphere.<br />
they are still tired.<br />
<br />
Tired like the pupils of artists who dab so furiously at their paint,<br />
While much of the world still lurks in black and white,<br />
they desperately search for the one unseen color.<br />
<br />
Much like pathetic politicians who carry the world<br />
not on their shoulders,<br />
but in their wallets.<br />
<br />
We are exhausted.<br />
<br />
Dear world,<br />
It is past your bed time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>Lover's Spit</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 13:21:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh, don't mind that. It's just the title of the song i'm listening to right now, by Broken Social Scene.<br />
<br />
Anyway,<br />
I'm stressed out. Period.<br />
Tests, finals, people, heat...<br />
<br />
I know, I know, it's life, deal with it.<br />
<br />
Anyway, I've been uploading more,<br />
and I think my photography has improved.<br />
I one day hope to produce photographs that, when eyes are first laid on it, the person will become affected by it. <br />
Something so touching, so marvelous, that it might just change them.<br />
<br />
Oh, 'tis only a wish.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Two Weeks</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 14:20:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, it's Monday.<br />
Good, old monday.<br />
<br />
I had a pretty fun weekend; Finally got to see The Prestige on friday night (For our movie-watchers' club @ Alissa's house) And spent time with my cousins and nephews.<br />
<br />
Saturday was chock full of parties, There was Sam's 16th and Patty's 2nd! Both were very fun, although I missed my cousin (he was at prom). Played with the children, ate, Guitar Hero II, spent time with my cousins my age, was very fun.<br />
<br />
Sunday, I attended the Verona Park art show kinda thing. It was half art, part goldsmith/jewelry/handbags, and then sample foods <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /> Went with Alissa then.<br />
<br />
But before that art show, we stopped at a Garage Sale. Turns out the owner lady of that house was in my cousin's graduating class of '91, which was funny. I looked through her photo album of her highschool time, and It made me think. Like, how i'm eventually going to be that age with children and a house, having a garage sale, and how everyone and everything just grows up and changes--even leaves. And it just has to be that way.<br />
<br />
Oh well.<br />
I suppose that's just how life is.<br />
<br />
[PS. Jun got accepted into UVA.... Six hours and 4 minutes away]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>Mayday, Mayday</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 13:39:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> It's finally May! <br />
Also, National Immigrants Day.<br />
<br />
I remember last year--<br />
The Walk-Out. Yeah, I walked out. And had a strawberry donut and made picket signs and got 245 car honks against the immigration bill. And FOR Amnesty.<br />
<br />
I've been getting a steady flow of replies from all the travel writers/journalists i've e-mailed. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> It makes me happy cuz they sent me tips and what not on starting.<br />
<br />
And also, I've been very happpy lately <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
That is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>catastrophe</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2007 18:01:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
My mind is meandering right now.<br />
I'm over my cousins house.<br />
and <br />
yes <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
have a good week everyone.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>Rx# 819622</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 12:39:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was lacking the creativity for a subject line, so there you have it: The Rx# for my Allegra-D tablets.<br />
<br />
I just got home from school, I believe i'm going to go to Whole Foods and pick up something yummy (and safe to eat). Okay, I'll confess, Environmental science and the topics of Factory Farming and Animal Cruelty has gotten to me, somewhat. <br />
Vegetarian? Not quite, but I'll only eat non-GM meat and without the use of added animal hormones.<br />
<br />
Tonight: Battle of the Bands @ Livingston High!<br />
I can't wait, I'm expecting great (and fun) things. I love that group of friends, they are always so spontaneous, and as of late, I've been lacking spontaneouity in life. Sort of. I mean, I'm not lonely like the next person without a significant other (which i'm happy to say I now possess,) But from what all my adult friends tell me, I should enjoy life young, do whatever and still maintain good grades, but do crazy stuff. Well, whatever happens happens. I hate being bored.<br />
<br />
It's off to Whole Foods for me, I'll talk to you guys later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>There's more to it.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 21:10:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm actually not chatting with anyone or anything, try and picture this:<br />
<br />
My room, slightly disarrayed, a computer on that side, a window on that wall, and one above my bed. Fancy patterns of British Fans on my bedsheet, half a leg under a floral-pattern-esque comforter blanket. Christmas lights around my body mirror, a dream catcher and the sun and moon. A girl, sitting on my rocking chair, on the phone with a significant someone? Yes. She gets up and sits on my guest bed, and pulls the cover over her head. I get up and close the main light, leaving only the christmas lights to illuminate my room. Green, yellow, blue, red, orange, purple, showing what color they are on the inside. Head against my window sill, I type. A computer screen illuminates the other half of my room. Quiet voices of the girl supposedly in love. My cell phone sits all too silent on my desk, while my clock reads 12:05. <br />
The sound of my fingers<br />
on this keyboard<br />
and the intricate sounds from a laptop's internal organs.<br />
Planes over head,<br />
people looking out windows; Looking down at the houses below.<br />
A passing car, and another.<br />
If you're wondering, Yeah, I'm happy.<br />
<br />
So,<br />
Why does it take them so long to realize <br />
life goes on, no matter what?<br />
<br />
Train of thoughts, i haven't done that for a while.<br />
Anyway, i'm going to shut my computer down.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>10:35PM</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 20:14:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey, hey.<br />
Well it's 10 on a Friday night, and here I am, sitting at my computer.<br />
Wonderful.<br />
Great.<br />
<br />
Anyway,<br />
Week's been pretty relaxing, to be honest. Feel very accomplished and all. Sight read this new piece in band called "Fate of the Gods." Sounds very epic ! ;D It's great.<br />
<br />
Not sure what this weekend will bring, but<br />
I'm  hoping it will be filled with talking to my friend.<br />
<br />
Think i'm going to go relax a bit now.<br />
Take care!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 15:46:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SOSOSO.<br />
Hey <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
My weekend? Let's just say basically relaxing. A lot of sleeping being done.<br />
Yesterday was speciallyspecial <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I woke up around 12 and had a little something to eat, went up to my room and cleaned a bit and just lay on my bed listening to music, THEN I went outside and took a nap on a blanket in my backyard because it was so beautiful out.<br />
<br />
After that I went to Border's Bookstore and picked up two books, which makes 7 i have to read now -____- gah! Lol.<br />
<br />
THEN JESSICA'S HOUUUUUUSEE.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <3<br />
Lol, played a bit of viddie games then majority of the fam wanted to watch "The Notebook" Which was my first time.<br />
To be honest I kinda thought it was sad because it had something to do with memory loss, and that topic just kills me. <b>If I ever lost my memory, life would be worthless.</b><br />
<br />
My memories are everything, basically.<br />
Now, everyone, have a great Monday. Hah.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Clair-e-scapist</author>
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                <title>:D</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 14:44:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Back to school once again.<br />
Typical day :]<br />
Got some nice comments on my new scarf ^^<br />
Anddd.<br />
Found out Sam has a dA account <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />!<br />
<br />
Anywho;<br />
bout to type up something.<br />
<br />
Peace.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy New Year?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2007 11:30:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh, it's 2007 already?<br />
<br />
Well, time for something new, I suppose <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> And here I am.<br />
<br />
Let's see, last nights party was fantastic, food, family, Guitar Hero II... could it have gotten any better?<br />
<br />
Well actually I was emotastic in the morning, because Time hates my guts.<br />
It was soo close..<br />
<br />
Anway,<br />
Enjoy the first day folks. :]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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