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                <title>The King of Pop</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 01:18:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Despite that I have always clung to the genres Heavy Metal, Metal, Rock, and Heavy Rock...<br />I must say, even I, a metalhead, was affected by the death of Michael Jackson. He changed the world - affected the world. With his music, he made this god-forsaken globe of spite a better place to live. The song I remember best, especially reflecting to my 'world of spite' metaphore, is Heal The World. And heal the world he did.<br />I never intended this journal entry to be a huge, epic reminder of Michael's legacy and life...<br />I merely want you all to read these few words.<br />And know that he changed our lives - in a way few would understand.<br /><br /><br />Wherever Michael is now, may he have found peace.<br />(Daring choice of words for a non-christian,Â´but I'll make an exception.)<br />Amen.<br /><br /><br />~Dottorius Sigma Nevermore<br /><br /><br /><br />And just to make a halfway poetic/philosophic reference to the song I am currently listening to: Remember Tomorrow, by Metallica.<br />Remember, that, we must. For Michael Jackson is no doubt worth remembering. He will never be forgotten as long as we draw breath, I, and all whom read this - not to mention anything else written about him. Michael may have been through, pardon my choice of words, one hell of a huge load of shit throughout his life. But his life -was- fucked up. And yet, he continued.<br />His hardiness, desptie an early death, was remarkable. Michael truly did harbinge tomorrow, another day of life.<br />And for him, another day of healing the world.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Dottorius</author>
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                <title>Former Friend</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 07:28:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>May 3, Coca Cola and Potato Chips Mornin'</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 02:54:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In my world it's morning right now. I woke up not too long ago.<br />And we had no edible stuff in the house but french potato chips and Coca Cola. Yay.<br /><br />So yeah, I figured I'd write something (random) in my journal!<br />And I actually convinced myself to write in this thing every day - for 3 days straight now. A good sign, especially considering how inactive I've been! And that I've virtually left DeviantArt at one point!<br />And thus far, in this entry, I've made -nothing- fill -a lot- compared to how much nothingness SHOULD fill.<br />With that said, I'd say I've said enough for today. Mayhaps I'll write something later... I dunno.<br />However, as I most likely won't, I may just tell you about my exams!<br />Which will be entire next week. Starting on monday with Danish exams. Not the oral exams, the other ones. Whose english names I've forgotten.<br />Good God, what if that word is in my english-exam-which-is-not-oral-but-that-other-exam-thing!?!?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Dottorius</author>
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                <title>Death Note</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 09:48:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I managed to watch the entire series, all the way from episode 1 part 1 to episode 37 part 2!<br />In case anyone wants to follow my example and behold the awesomeness of the awesome awesomeness of Death Note, here is a link for where I watched it!<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1GftVZpL96c&feature">[link]</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />layList&amp<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />=E3FF6088892BB84B&index=1<br />I'm aware that this is episode 1 part 2, but part 2 has since become unavailible for this particular playlist. Go find the first episode part on your own! Ungrateful bastards <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Anyhow...<br />Only one out of three of my favorite characters survived.<br />Yagami, Light (DEAD)<br />L (DEAD)<br />Ryuk (ALIVE)<br />And for the record, Near (N) can't replace L. L was epic, N sucks hairy balls.<br />Frankly.<br />COUGH COUGH, MOVING ON.<br /><br />I still haven't started even vaguely on the story I told you guys about in the last journal, but I know how to write it. Really, I do. Only problem is to get started.<br />Someone convince me!<br /><br /><br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />EDIT<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />The link was fucked up, it didn't show a playlist.<br />Here's a new one.<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/user/sasukenote15">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />EDIT EDIT<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />The name of the subbed episodes link on Sasukenote's profile is Death Note Episode subbed.<br />Obviously.<br />Enjoy!<br />(Lots of edits <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Dottorius</author>
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                <title>Dott here,</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 14:42:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The century turns slowly, like a creeping grindstone on the twilight of a new millenium. The mist clears, behold, the gateway between the dimensions of the past and the present. A new world awaits me on the other side. My love for pure metal burns deep within. I must be true to myself and to the dream, to heed the telepathic celestial scriptures, to fight for what I believe, to abolish conformity, to be free - body and mind! Yes, unity in numbers, but only as strong as the weakest believer, armed and ready. Alone at the gate, I honor my destiny. The future is my reality! Let the heavens be my witness! I will be triumphant!<br /><br />And thus I begin another journal, in order to explain what has happened to me and my private life so far. (Lol, what life?)<br /><br />Anyhow...<br /><br />Yeah, Ben and I are good friends (again again) after having at least two major fights. For once I saved our friendship. Last fight, that is.<br />Daniela and I are in no way close to eachother, thank Ender.<br />I actually got a haircut, which includes removing most of my hair in general. Now people can't claim me emo, at least. Not enough hair for it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /><br />Oline(o) and I are bestest buddies again. Well, not really, but we're getting along again.<br />Not exactly bestest buddies, but you get the point. i r teh friendz agen.<br />I've actually gotten myself a girlfriend! Gasp! I know, it's incredible. Two problems, however...<br />She's 18.<br />And she lives on SjÃ¦lland (get an atlas, lazy bastards!)<br />Of course more problems include informing my parents, the fact that she is old enough to have a car, that the age difference is 3 years (obviously), that I have no fucking possibility of hugging/kissing/whatever'ing her within the very nearest future. That fact is the one I hate the most. Really, I'm hugging my damn pillow while I sleep!<br /><br />Apart from that weird event, nothing much has happened.<br />Well, yeah, I found 124 empty Coca Cola cans (PEPSI IS LIKWID SHITZ) on my room last time I actually cleaned up in here.<br />Also, I may be starting to write a story centered around WoW (World of Warcraft). One particular character of such! (I played on an RP server, call me a freak if you like...)<br />Scharr 'Scourgebane' Ashblood<br />His entire life story might be posted here when/if/if I even get my lazy ass started/in case I do get it done, eventually.<br /><br />For now it's just being emo about my lacking hair, drinking Coca Cola, missing my Mitsu (as we (everyone) call her), being claimed an angel by my girlfriend...<br />And of course wondering why the hell people consider me handsome/cute/sounding like some 20-year old british guy!<br /><br />Dott out.<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />EDIT:<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />By the way!<br />BY THE WAY<br />LOOKEY HEREY<br />ATTENTIONZ<br /><br />Exams are next week. Starts Monday.<br />Apart from the obligatory tests, two other exam tests are chose.<br />I GOT ENGLISH! (And Biologi - Meh)<br />I get straight 12's (A+) in english, and in the last terms I got 12 (A+) in everything, apart from the essay. That was a 10 (B- I think).<br /><br />So I'm damn happy about it! And apart from the obligatory english exams, there's also oral presentations now.<br />Yay!<br />If this confused you, please tell me.<br /><br />(I realise that I posted this in both comments and journal)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>WOO!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 07:45:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ About time, too!<br />Both Ben and Daniela are outta my life! Huzzah! Maybe I can go get myself a life now! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":O" title=":O (Eek)" /><br />So yeah, I finally got rid of the two people who caused my major depressions, somehow. Doesn't matter how I got the depressions, anyway.<br />But yeah.<br />Yeah.<br />Everyone, tell me a story! I'll reply with one of my own! xD<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Dottorius</author>
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                <title>Brother.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 06:38:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ''You are my brother...<br />... My captain...<br />... My King''<br />-Boromir, Lord of The Rings, by Tolkien.<br /><br />Due to a so-called misunderstanding I have now lost the person I considered to be the one closest to me. I called him my brother. Now he hates me.<br />What I now say may not make anything better, but it will sure as hell even the scales. At the moment I'm severely pissed at him for attempting to force me back into a friendship/relationship I don't wish to be in. I know the person whose friendship I broke away from, which caused the feud between my brother and I, will read this.<br />I just don't care anymore, really.<br />You ruined my friendship with him.<br />I, honestly, don't give two shits whether or not you tell this to him. Hey, feel free to SEND THE LINK! Why not?!<br /><br />And to you readers, just write a comment. I'll explain what the fuck happened -_-<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Dottorius</author>
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                <title>Repeat after repeat after repeat after...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 14:08:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lately my life has been nothing but a series of depressions. One problem after another. One failure followed the other and the next pathetic act replaced the last. I think I've heard Here For You about 50 times in a row now. I may sound like I'm being overdramatic. Like I'm trying to get attention.<br />Why would I?<br />I just don't care anymore.<br />I have nobody but my brother to talk to about it.<br />I could keep on describing how miserable I am right now, but that'd be a waste of your valuable time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Dottorius</author>
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                <title>Devestated</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 08:30:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Though I've told myself never to speak about this to more than one person at once, or notify all those of you whom I have abandoned - Sorry beyond comparison - I've decided to write a bit about it.<br />The person who caused this might read it. I'm not sure if I'm afraid whether this person will read it or not... Said person hasn't spoken to me for quite a while.<br />I miss this person.<br />I still don't understand what I did wrong, or when it went wrong. Till the day of the disaster, I'd always been able to come to said person with my problems. I'd always been able to talk to the person. Always been able to contact said person without any sign of the person being annoyed.<br />But I suppose...<br />I'm nothing more than a mere pest, after all.<br />I was told that I stressed said person with my constant craving of attention. My constant reminding of my existance.<br />I was told I should find someone else to cling to.<br />That night...<br />Was the first night I'd cried myself to sleep.<br />In my life.<br />To say the least, I was devestated. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know who to talk to. My mind had been completely brown, my heart not broken - Rather shattered, and my soul sucked into a vacuum of confusion and depression.<br />Even now, I still wonder what I did.<br />Why I didn't pick up any signs of anger or annoyance.<br />Or if there were any at all.<br />I'm increasingly afraid of writing to- or text messaging the said person, fearing the reaction.<br />I cried the day my last dog died.<br />This, however, somewhy, is worse.<br />At this point I'm only writing random gibberish, repeating myself. The pathetic attempt to speak about my problems ends here.<br /><br />And if said person reads this,<br />I miss you.<br />I love you.<br />I'm sorry.<br />And I by no means wish to stress you further by writing this. I don't expect a reply (from anyone). I don't seek to make you explain. I don't want anything from you anymore...<br /><br />''The one thing, the one fate worse than death is to be forgotten.''<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Dottorius</author>
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                <title>Pi</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 11:12:59 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Back, resetting all.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 05:16:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, people, Nevermore is back in action. I'm deleting ALL of my work, gonna start ALL OVER. Don't ask, just let it happen.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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