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                <title>New Journal Post!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 14:54:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ DevArt has sort of fallen by the wayside for me . . . sadly. But hopefully that will no longer be the case. Seeing as how I don't have a job, and now I'm not going to be living with my friends, I'll have plenty of free time to write, which will be nice. I've really been having a lot of excess thoughts, and hopefully written down musings will help them get out of my head. <br />Although I have to say that I honestly feel very dumb and childish right now. I thought I was maturing quite a bit, but I guess not. Of course, no one likes to be told they're wrong, but I can't help but feel that I'm in way over my head, and have no real maturity at all. <br /> <br />This thought comes from two separate instances that occurred yesterday:<br /><br />First, I got into a political debate over facebook of all things. And then I was subsequently p'wnd by an incorrect claim that I made and then told by the person that started the argument that I was being irrational and making "radical" claims that had no basis in fact. What it really came down to was that neither of us liked being told that we were wrong. Yes, in that one claim that she caught me on, I was wrong, I will admit that. In everything else, I was firmly based in fact, not in fantasy libertarian/conservative land like her. <br />I have to say, just because something is your "opinion" doesn't mean that it's based in fact and is FACTUALLY correct. And that goes for both sides of the argument; I will submit to that. I can make some pretty outrageous claims when I'm angry or inflamed by someone else in a political or religious debate, but I like to think that I'm still pretty informed and FACTUALLY accurate in MOST of the things that I say. There's a difference between an intellectual debate between two different parties and just plain picking a fight. If you're picking a fight, I'm going to try to cut you down any way I can; simply because I think that your an idiot for telling me I'm wrong to think what I think ESPECIALLY when I most definitely make a pointed effort to be VERY informed and caught up on current events.(And I feel like I get a lot of my information from a more credible source than Fox News). The BBC is credible. Fox News (also known as the above mentioned libertarian/conservative fantasy land) is not credible in my opinion. If you're a news source and you're being paid off to spin stories a certain way, YOU ARE NOT CREDIBLE.<br />So really, that whole incident just left a bad taste in my mouth and made me feel very mean and immature. Once the aforementioned girl told me that I was being irrational and that she couldn't continue to talk to me until I got my facts straight, my immediate reaction was to insult her personally. That's never a good thing. But I was so much on the defense, that it made sense to me. I didn't post it on facebook or say it to her or anything, but I did say it to some other people who don't know her, after I explained the situation. Looking back on it now, it's really no harm done, the people I ranted to are never going to meet this girl and she'll never know that I criticized her, but I still felt bad later when I had calmed down.<br /><br />Second, it was one of my older friend's birthday's today, and we all got together at mutual friend's house to drink and celebrate at midnight last night. I was only sort of pseudo-invited, but I went anyway, because I wanted to be there for my friend on his birthday and meet my other friend's new kitty. I didn't even really drink that much, because I didn't want to to mooch. But it just seemed like I was so young and out of place with all of these people who were 21, 22, and 23. Some were even older. I met my friend's cat and her boyfriend and proceeded to tell a story about another thing that had happened on facebook involving some of my mother's friends. I was immediately correct by my friend's boyfriend as I was trying to show off how witty I could be by telling this story and he pretty much just completely shut me down and used a tone of voice that said "shut the hell up kid." So I pretty much stayed quiet the rest of the night, unless I spoke up to insert a generic comment into a conversation or something like that. <br />I like to think that my older friends don't see me as a complete joke, but when things like that happen, I can't help but think that they just put up with me because I can be funny SOMETIMES or smart SOMETIMES. It's all very frustrating and saddening, not that I want to be taken too seriously, because yes, when it comes down to it, I am still a kid. At the same time, I like to think that I know what I'm talking about, at least a little bit. I don't know, I guess it's just something that I'll have to get over:<br />There will always be people that you disagree with and there will also be those who just have no patience for anyone else's ideas and/or thoughts if they don't completely agree with the fact/logic behind it.<br /><br />But whatever. Shit happens.<br /><... ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow, really fucked that one up . . .</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 01:48:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That was really smart of me. Seriously. I may have just lost one of my best friends here. Why do I just keep talking when the things that I say are just stupid, hurtful, and somewhat untrue?<br /><br />I'm going to go die in a hole now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>For the love of procrastination!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 21:43:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Really, that's the only reason why I'm updating my journal. Because I'm avoiding doing homework . . . which is really worse for me in the long run. But I'm a masochist, what can I say?<br /><br />Nothing has really been happening. I'll probably be getting into writing again soon, I kind of miss it. I haven't written anything not scholastically inclined since, probably mid-senior year. That's kind of depressing for me. But I've been so busy, that I haven't been able to miss it. And I haven't read a book for fun since September. It's all terribly tragic.<br /><br />Anyhoo, nothing interesting to report . . . I'll keep on keeping on, and perhaps post some interesting anecdotes later in the week.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Why do my coughs sound like sneezes?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 10:56:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Apparently they do, because I've been coughing all day and everyone keeps saying "bless you."<br /><br />I had the strangest experience last night . . . it's was my first near fainting experience. I started feeling a little off when I was working, just that I was getting light-headed when I would bend over to grab something, and I just wrote it off and continued to work. Then my friend Will wanted to smoke some hookah, so I went over to his room and we set it up to smoke. We smoked from maybe 11 p.m. until 1:30 . . . not a long time for me to smoke really. I've gone longer. But when I was trying to get up to leave, I couldn't stand up straight and I was getting really light headed, so much so that I think I started slurring my words. I felt horrible, like I was going to throw up and I ran into the side of the wall with my face. I didn't realize I had dome it until this morning and I had a cut on my face.<br /><br />I called security to come and get me at my friend's dorm, because it was hella cold out and on the way out to meet the person who was coming to get me in the little scooter, I feel over in the snow and just started hyperventilating because I was so freaked out and I didn't know what to do. I managed to pull myself up, trudge over to the scooter thing, get in, give the person my name and calm down. I got to my dorm, same deal, I couldn't stand up for more than 30 seconds without getting dizzy and I couldn't really walk straight. I hurried to my room as fast as I could go and just collapsed on my bed fully clothed freaking out. I was afraid to go to sleep because I honestly was not sure if I would wake up in the morning. I thought about going to my RA and telling her that something was up, but I didn't know if I could make it. So I fell asleep for about an hour and then woke up, got changed, took out my contacts and went back to sleep. I'm okay this morning, still a little lightheaded, but nothing compared to last night, and I think that it might be solved with a good midday nap. If it happens again though, I'm going to go to a doctor.<br /><br />Well, that's my story, and I come home in 2 weeks!!!! Huzzah!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy New Year All</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 01:12:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, break has been pretty good . . . I guess. Still recovering from the "block from hell" as my new roommate dubbed it, but it was a nice reprieve.<br /><br />Got my wisdom teeth pulled and that was super. Cut a whole week out of my social time. <br /><br />My dad leaves in 5 days for a whole year . . . it hit me last night when I was trying to go to sleep and now I'm super super sad. I'm going to miss him so much, but I know that it's nothing compared to how his wife feels right now. I feel so bad that I didn't just stay in Colorado from the get go, hang out with my dad more, blah, blah, blah. Coulda, shoulda, woulda. <br /><br />I'm having a lot of regrets right now, and I feel like I'm in major transition period. I don't necessarily feel stuck, but I certainly don't feel safe or secure in my situation right now. I'm just kind of there, getting a bit beaten down by the Universe. Teh Ether is having problems too. But I'm not really going to worry about that right now, because usually teh Ether is rather nice to me. C'est La Vie. See you soon, Iowa.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Omg.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 23:47:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This block has been completely horrible. No joke. I hate Iowa, and Iowa hates me. It is literally trying to kill me . . . or bankrupt me, I'm not sure which. Needless to say, this place and certainly this school is not the right place for me. I don't want to go back after break, I should have just transferred out at semester like I had originally planned.<br /><br />Why do I only listen to the Universe when I need help?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I don't care what you say: zombies scare me</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 09:08:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had the creepiest feeling when I woke up this morning because I had this gross dream about zombies. Blech. Note to self: don't fall asleep reading World War Z. It's a good book, don't get me wrong, but zombies are icky. I do nots like them. It's really a book about humanity; and how to define it in times of crisis, who are those who hold onto their humanity: who are those who expel it for the sake of survival. Who are those who survive based upon their choices.It's actually kind of depressing.<br /><br />Anyway, I've been SUPER, UBER-busy: "Baby with the Bathwater" is getting into final production time, I'm in another short show for a Directing I class, work (one of the full-timers is out, so everyone is working twice as much as they should be . . . ), applying to CSU, scraping money together to come home, finding the time to come home, homework . . . it's all very busy and stressful. I spent all of from 11:30 am on Sunday to 11:30 pm on Monday awake. 36 hours baby.<br /><br />But yeah, that's pretty much it. I had to deal with more creepers this week, so that was fun. All I can say is "why do they flock to me?! For the love of god, and all that is holy, why me?!"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Obama for your Mama.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 13:41:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All in all, I'm pretty happy with how the election turned out. I'm glad to say, that no longer does Sarah Palin scare the bejeezus out of me. I think that's a triumph in and of itself.<br /><br />I'm glad that Amendment 48 did not pass, which was the whole reason why I voted in Colorado instead of Iowa. It was a "vote-drawing" Amendment as my friend calls it. She didn't want to vote in Colorado because she was certain that it would go red again this year, like it has for a long time. But surprise, surprise, it went blue. And, the unceremonious unseating of Musgrave is a big win in my mind. I'm so excited that she is finally gone. Score one for the liberal team!!!<br /><br />I haven't heard much about the other Amendments, Colorado had a huge ballot this year, but needless to say, I'm disappointed that 46 passed: taking away affirmative action programs for non-discrimination in the work place. Discrimination in the work place is just as prominent now as it was 10 years ago, it's just become something that's underground and put up with. It was confusing the way that 46 was worded, it sounded good on paper, but in reality, it was a way to save money while getting rid of good programs.<br /><br />Another thing that I was disappointed about was California banning gay marriage. What the hell California?!<br /><br />But all in all, I'm pleased with America right now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>"Finally! The mail-order bride came!"</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 21:06:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My tummy hurts. Hence the "agony" emoticon. That's all for that.<br /><br />Anyhow, my Halloween was alright. I was a mail-order bride from Russia, which essentially consists of a mini skirt constructed of bubble wrap and UPS envelopes along with a belt buckle cleverly constructed of a priority mail box. Haha! Genius! Oh, and then veils made from bubble wrap as well.<br /><br />Anyhow, I attended a Samhain ritual (it's pronounced SOW-wan) and that was really cool . . . except Tillie has 'shiny objects syndrome' . . . so it was way longer than it needed to be and it was cold out. I got to be one of the points of the circle (yes, there were points on a circle where all the elements (Earth, Air, Water (me), Fire, and Spirit) are represented.) Spirit is the element that is focused on in Samhain because it connects with those who have passed on. The point of Samhain is to connect with those who have passed and to let go of burdens as the year closes. At the end of the ritual, everyone writes down a burden from the past year that they would like to let go and then it's burned in a bowl with chamomile to purify it. Burning it is a form of release for your burden so that it no longer affects you. It also a form of cleansing.<br /><br />So there was that, and then before that I went to my friend Tyson's house. There were many cracks made about my mail-order bride status, something that I played along with and made for many a good joke. Then I went back to my room at 2:30 am and finished a paper. I went to sleep at 4:30, got up at 9:00 and finished my paper more. It was due at noon. That was effectively my Halloween. It was good.<br /><br />Cheers all around!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>. . . only 5 days left . . .</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 23:02:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ . . . until block break, then Kassi and Caitlin and I are busting out of here! w00t w00t! (I'm especially looking forward to good food again, thank you father-type).<br />I plan on smuggling many things back to college with me, chiefly soup and cakes and other comestibles of that sort. It's a really good thing that my roommate has a rather large fridge, though it is filled with booze right now.<br /><br />This science class is really making me wonder if I want to register as a pre-med major . . . but then I remember how phobic of blood I am. Not mine, of course, but other people's. It gives me the heebie-jeebies, though I'm not quite sure why. <br /><br />I just love the feeling of knowing what people are talking about when they rattle off a bunch of chromosomal names and all the other interesting jargon. It makes me feel smart, and it's not like I find it uninteresting to learn.(Although I do spend quite a bit of time sleeping in class . . . sorry Barbara)((I do feel bad, really I do)) (((but not bad enough that I'll actually go to bed at a decent hour))).<br /><br />Other than that, the onslaught of trying to avoid Matt is going exceedingly well I think. I've only really run into him once after my friend and I decided that I shouldn't hang out with him. I've managed to avoid him because luckily someone has absconded with the first volume of Six Feet Under, so he has no excuse to call me up and say "let's watch a movie." Haha, I am so very ingenious (not that I planned for Six Feet Under to be removed indefinitely, but it doesn't hurt . . . ) I just love that fact that for some reason, the universe seems to love me right now. It's really cool.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sexy Vampire!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2008 12:28:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just ranted a lot and it felt really good:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/home.php#/note.php?note_id=29551352339&ref=nf">[link]</a><br /><br />My comments are at the bottom of the page.<br /><br /><br /> . . . don't judge me. I want to wallow in my happiness.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Dry Contacts = Grumpy</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 20:38:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got lots of new things from my mommy when I came back to college. Hee hee. It's exciting, because I got new pajamas and a scarf and such. w00t. Mom for the win. I really do love her, no matter how much I bitch.<br /><br />So, the visit was relatively successful I'd say. I got to see a lot of people, some I unfortunately missed, and some I wish I hadn't seen at all. But oh well, what did happen has definitely jolted me back into reality somewhat. <br /><br />Oh fuck, and I just lost the game. Oh well. It's a good way to bring yourself back into reality. That's what I keep telling myself anyway. Stupid game.<br /><br />I can't wait to transfer to CSU though. Then I think that I might apply to some city art schools for next year. In Chicago or New York. Really the problem with this place is that it's too tiny for me. And in all honesty, I don't know if I want to continue living in Fort Collins. It's just freaking me out that I actually have to leave . . . hehe, but I guess that's what everyone goes through, right? Right?! Oh, whatever, I just know that it will be good to be back among the familiar and I won't feel so freaked out having to suddenly seize control all of my life from every single aspect at once.<br /><br />This science lab that I'm in right now is really going to kick my ass this block. I'll be glad to be back in Fort Collins in a month or so. Good relaxing time. And it will actually be that way this time, because I won't be helping my mom move herself from someplace that I don't live, to someplace I don't live. That was some fun, let me tell you.<br /><br />Alright! Enough bitching for the time being. I will now read a depressing article charmingly entitled : "You in a Dish"<br /><br />Ha.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>done.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 13:38:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ With my exam for my class. Done with my essay. Done with my class. I go home in less than 18 hours. <br /><br /><br />w00t.<br /><br />need for MT and l33t things.<br /><br />PH34R.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Why me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 13:19:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why can't people mind their own fucking business?<br /><br /><br />Alyssa is my Anti-Christ. Not even kidding.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Bwh4h4h4! (ph33r my l33t sk1||s!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 22:33:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Watch the fuck out Matt, you're about to get a taste of your own manipulation . . . stupid child thinks he can mess with me. I'm pissed off now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well, at least I've decided</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 11:27:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I'm coming back to Fort Collins. It really can't be avoided, I fucking hate it here. And why should I learn to like something that I hate? That just doesn't make sense to me at all. It seems to be the only thing that my parents can agree on though:<br />"You'll learn to like it, don't worry."<br /><br />I wonder if they know that they're agreeing, and if they would stop if they knew that they were, in order to keep up the horrible I-know-more-than-your-father/mother bit. I don't know.<br /><br />To be honest, the only reason why I didn't come back after two days was because my man friend was telling me not to, to stick it out and see what I think. But now I've made him really angry and I have no idea what's going on because he won't talk to me . . . and that, my friends, is why I always fuck things up. Ta da.<br /><br />Oh, and another interesting tidbit. I was hanging out with Kassi last night and I happened to text Matt. I figured that in all honesty, I was probably not giving him a fair chance at being my friend. I wanted to see what it would be like to actually hang out with him. After getting back from Iowa City with Kassi, I got sufficiently buzzed (it's my new thing to get that way alone and then just sit around and cry. It's really the only way that I can get any emotion out at all. It's rather sad actually, that I'm so detached that I have to get drunk to have emotion . . . oh well)I went to watch a movie with Matt. We watched Reefer Madness the Musical (the buzz had worn off by then, don't worry, I had all my wits about me). The night was fine, nothing weird happened in the sense that he made me physically uncomfortable . . . though some of the things that he said to me were kind of sketch:<br /><br />"So, do you mind if I ask why you had a bad high school experience?"<br /><br />"If you're ever in Chicago and you need a place to crash, you should look me up."<br /><br />"Why would anyone need more than one therapist at once?"<br /><br />"Yeah, I was in a long distance relationship, it didn't work out and it's all for the better."<br /><br />"Well I'm here for you, and it's not something that I extend to everyone, and I'm not saying it because it was my job to care about freshman for two weeks."<br /><br />"Do you want something to drink? I've got soda, water, juice, beer . . . "<br /><br />Really, all I can say is wtf . . . what was that?!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Not Again!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 15:35:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ . . . why do I always fuck things up?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>You Should See My Scars</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 16:38:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, this is crap. Seriously.<br /><br />Yeah, and I know that I need time to adjust and all, but I really don't think this was a good idea. With the crap-tastic year I had last year, I don't think that all this change was a good idea. I really think what I need right now is stability. Besides the fact that I find everything here really frustrating. <br /><br />There are a couple people I've found who are pretty cool, but mostly, a majority of the people are really awkward and overly friendly. It's really obnoxious. There is this guy named Matt who won't leave me the frick alone. He's always constantly wanting to introduce me to people and do things with me. And it's not because he genuinely wants to be my friend, I don't think. It's because he's a Cornell poster child. Essentially, he wants me to like Cornell as much as he does. The more he tries to make me like it: the more I hate it. It's a really sad situation. Today he touched me on my back and it freaked me out, because I didn't know who it was. Now, he's siccing my friend Sarah on me so that he doesn't come off as "creepy". <br /><br />Oh well, it's not that he's creepy so much as just obnoxious. If he chilled out a bit, I might not mind so much. (It also kind of freaks me out that he's showing so much interest when he's a senior . . . it just doesn't make sense in my small, high school oriented, mind.)<br /><br />Well, I must be off to study! (and by that I mean mess around on Face Book and call my manfriend) But I am going to study! . . . eventually.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Off to Iowa!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 21:44:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ . . . I is scared . . .<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Dah!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 10:07:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really don't want to get back into it with my ex. I'm going to visit him after his accident, and I'm bringing a friend, so hopefully it minimizes the chances of awkward, bad, emotionally troubling behaviors. <br /><br /> . . . goddammit . . . WHY?!?!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Woo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 12:27:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a laptop that actually works! Fantastic! It works right out of the box! What a concept!<br /><br />No, really, I'm very happy. Just the fact that I had to get rid of my first one due to shitty functions sucks balls.<br /><br />So, I has a question:<br />Where were all these people last year?<br />Honestly, there are so many male-types who have been wanting to hang out with me, it's ridiculous. Where were they six months ago? I leave in less than 20 days. I don't have time to cultivate new relationships right before I leave. I'm trying to see people that I actually know before I leave. Oh, well, it's not like I can complain or anything. At least I'm getting attention, right?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Work is so much fun!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 07:50:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love getting a paycheck, but hate sitting around. That's pretty much all I do. Seriously, a lot of my work day entails watching youtube. I get paid to watch youtube. Ah, well, can't ask for anything better, can I?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Oh why must I subject myself to glorified torture?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 16:06:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ . . . it was a rhetorical question . . .<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Happy "Blow stuff up!" Day!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 22:28:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ah yes, the 4th of July . . . and instead of camping with my friends, I'm in North Dakota with my relatives, and Jello salad has been invited, mass quatities of it, in fact. <br /><br />Nah, it's really not so bad besides the fact that I have a sneaking suspicion that camping sans family memembers might actually be fun. Plus I'm missing my Pookie's small family get together for being here. <br /><br />A lot of people actually don't know that I'm gone either. I'm getting lots of phone calls wondering what I'm up to and if I want to join on all kinds of fun excursions and 4th of July shenanigans. <br /><br />Curse my friends for never calling except when I'm out of town! Their sixth sense is inexplicable! (and the fact that they all possess it at once is really very frightening . . .)<br /><br />As I grow older, I slowly begin to realize that my grandparents are actual people, with really big flaws. They love me and all, but my grandmother's favorite word recently, I've noticed, is 'freak'.<br /> <br />"oh fue, they're such freaks those people with the tatoos all up their arms! I have to stop and think 'what planet are you from?'"<br /><br />Really, I didn't realize that my grandmother was so judgemental and almost downright mean sometimes. I love her, truly I do, but it's probably helped by the fact that I don't see her that often and maybe only talk to her once every two weeks. Sadly, I don't think that my grandmother would be particularily open to my lifestyle that I'm beginning to cultivate, seeing how it's rather Bohemian of sorts and very chill and laid back. Ah well, c'est la vie. I can't get everyone to accept everything (but if I could, I would be the new dictator of Germany . . .)<br /><br />(on an interesting side note, my cousin Alexis turned out really well inspite of her upbringing. She's a dirty, vegetarian hippie much like myself. I'm so proud of her!)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Legal.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 19:43:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That is now how you may describe me. Legal. I can now have sex with anyone I want. (ew). I can be tried as an adult. (suck). I can buy lotto tickets and cigarettes. (sleazy). I guess being eighteen doesn't do much. Except make me draftable. (um, to Canada I go).<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>That's What She Said.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 12:36:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ah, the advent of the "that's what she said" joke. It can never truly leave you...especially if it's not something that you pulled in high school. You become more sensitive to the joke setting if you just sit back and listen. I don't know what I'm saying, don't mind me.<br /><br />So guess what dudes? We graduated! Rock on. "Aren't you so happy for me?!"<br />That quote was courtesy of this girl from my work. To be honest, I didn't realize that people like her truly existed. They seem like they  should be confined to bad teen movies. More later...goodbye!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Yetis are fun and attractive.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 13:44:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Meh, 8 school days and counting! I'm excited, and scared, and stressed out, and pretty much everything under the sun. <br /><br />Don't talk to me about it. I may start to cry.<br /><br />Well, I don't know, but I think that this summer should be super amazing, fantastic. Chances are I will just end up working and never actually seeing my friends, but hey, I can dream can't I?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>So Close!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 20:18:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's so very close to the end of the year! It's not even funny how antsy I'm getting. Right now, I should be working on a DBQ for APUSH, but I figured that I deserved a break for a bit. I can stay at CSU for as long as they're open for. It's exciting. I have 5 of 8 documents and counting. I will be dead tomorrow. Goodbye! <br /><br />P.S. new submission soon. I'll put up the poem that got into the Looking Glass. The Launch party is tomorrow. It's exciting.<br /><br />P.P.S. I'm saying 'it's exciting' a lot. I have no idea why. It only seems to come out when I'm writing, not so much when I'm talking. When I'm talking, I say 'what the deuce?!' a lot. I should get over that too...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Facebook is just a government conspiracy</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 15:16:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ . . . no really, it's true. I'm at the public library because I have no money, so I can't be at Alley Cat. They get mad when you don't buy anything, and I want to respect that . . . awkwardly enough.<br />I'm going to be spending so much money in the upcoming weeks. I have to find a place for my graduation party so that I don't end up getting a crap party at the Hilton, like my grandmother wants. I have to buy prints of my senior pictures (coming back to them, I realize that I don't like them very much . . .), I have to make my invites to my graduation, send them off, and buy stuff for prom. This is really going to suck . . . plus the old guy next to me smells like shit. <br /><br />Ta!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Wooo woo</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 16:54:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeth, things are going rather well recently. Went to Reel Big Fish last night. That was freaking amazing, but now my whole body hurts really bad. Jera has sharp elbows and a hard head. From all the bruises I'm going to get from this, people are going to think that I'm abused or something. It was an awesome concert though...<br /><br />...Happy St. Patrick's Day...or happy, drunken, accented people day. (I'm Irish, so I can make fun of Irish people if I want...don't judge me!)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>My past...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 12:55:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ does not define me.<br />
<br />
Finally. I can say that in all sincereness. <br />
<br />
My past does not define me. <br />
<br />
I've finally let it all go. I'm really proud of myself.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>I got a job! ...a yob.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 10:17:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I work at Rocky Mountain Bagel Works. Woot woot. Free bagels for all (but not officially).<br />
<br />
Yeah, World is still suck. Just so you know. Despite my nice job, the world is still evil and against me. <br />
<br />
Relatively good Christmas. I got money that I will have to spend on clearing up some outstanding debts. Woohoo. <br />
<br />
Meh, let's do snow things today kids!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Barring all.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 15:02:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I talked with Anne for a long while last night. I've accepted that I'm in some very emotionally abusive relationships, and I'm pretty sure I've moved on. I hope I have anyway...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>"You guys are friggin' Nazis!"</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 20:51:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Aha. Well, I've just revealed all to my aunt. That's probably not good. Hopefully she won't tell my mother or my stepmother. That would really suck.<br />
<br />
Anyhoo, I'm in Seattle. I really do love it here. Not in Tacoma, but in Seattle proper. Greatest macaroni and cheese on earth. <br />
<br />
ITC is in six days. I take my driving test in less than that. Creepy. Really creepy. I have to audition for so many schools at ITC. I'm really kind of freaking out just a little bit. I'm trying to be really calm during this little break. When I get back, I'm going to have to go all out on my research paper and theatre stuff. Really scary. <br />
<br />
...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sniff.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":sniff:" title="Sniff" /> I miss my Josh. I miss him like a kid at fat camp misses cake. Seriously. Every time I think about him, I get warm and fuzzy, and then really sad. It's probably fitting that I'm listening to The Smashing Pumpkins. Sad bastard music to the max. But oh, how I love it anyway.<br />
<br />
God, I whine too much. One day, I'll look back on all this and say, "What the fuck was I thinking? I was just being a whiny little idiot. What the hell was my problem?"<br />
<br />
Well, thanks to those who put up with me anyway. Much love kiddos.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Mehehe</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 14:40:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, stupid. I feel like crap. I really just want to curl up and die right now. I'm so exhausted, and right now I'm multi-tasking to the max to get my research for my paper done. Why do I always screw myself over like this? Oh, right, because I have to please everyone else, that's right. I don't have any time for my freaking research paper becuause I'm trying to do everything under the sun for everyone else. Maybe I should just become a recluse, then my life would be a whole lot easier. <br />
<br />
Stupid Central tournie. It sucked majorly for all that were expecting to get better places than they did. <br />
<br />
"I would have given you the one, but l liked someone else better"<br />
<br />
BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH H!<br />
<br />
Not to mention that in general, I feel completely completely useless and mostly just want to be left alone to do my stuff. Who needs me? Oh, that's right, no one does. Tyler has India, Josh has his other "fuck buddies" who actually, I don't know, FUCK him, so he's happy, and I'm left here waiting around. To quote Cody in a slightly more happy way, I guess:<br />
<br />
"I'm here! I've always been here."<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Goodness gracious!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 11:20:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh dear, the loveliness that I was experiencing for awhile there has officially left me high and dry. It really sucks. It just gets me really down when no one wants to talk to you, and all you want is to be close with them. I've lost a couple of different oppurtunities to have a kind of relationship with some people, and I'm still kicking myself about it. <br />
<br />
Amanda asked me what was wrong yesterday, and I told it was nothing (obviously). She then asked if she could do anything to help...I've got her working on a time machine for me. Maybe then I can go back, make myself less oblivious and gutsier and actually be somewhat happy-in-love/lust right now. That's all I really want. It drives me nuts that I'm always so oblivious. But honestly, I'm the sort of person that has to have things spelled out, or I don't get it. Let that be a lesson to all of you:<br />
LIZ IS A DIPSHIT AND DOESN'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING UNLESS YOU SAY IT! DON'T PUSSYFOOT AROUND, AND DON'T SPEAK IN CODE. IT'S REALLY NOT GOING TO GET YOU ANYWHERE IF YOU DO!<br />
<br />
My boy-toy doesn't want to talk to me, and I know he's having problems, but I don't know what about. It's really worrying me. He doesn't want to see me, talk to me, he's not sleeping and he's pretty much killing himself with caffiene. I'm really worried, but he just blows me off all of the time. I called him a night or two ago, just to talk and all he did was say he would call me back. He didn't, but that's pretty normal for him. Yesterday, I asked if he wanted to come and see me after work. He said maybe, but then never called or anything. I was visiting Tyler, but even when I was there, I texted him just to explain what had happened incase he tried to call when my phone was off. He just simply said "I don't want to talk."<br />
<br />
It makes me really upset that I can't help him and that he won't talk to me at all. I can't understand if it's something that I did, or he's just being weird. <br />
<br />
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Karaoke bars are fun.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 16:36:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So it was the Indy-chan's birthday this weekend during homecoming. Very fun. My first co-ed sleepover. So fun. Not that I did anything inappropriate mind you. I really didn't . . . <br />
<br />
Okay, that's a lie. Anne and I did get married. She's my hubby now. I'm excited for that. <br />
<br />
By the by, I don't think that I sleep any better than when I'm with people. It's weird. I don't know, maybe I'm just comforted by it or something, but when I fell asleep with Anne and David, I just felt really safe, like I didn't need to worry about anything. It was really nice. I had a pretty shitty Friday though, I'm not gonna lie. I broke out bawling during Musical Theatre. It was a really stupid reason now that I look back on it, but it still made me quite upset. David helped me out quite a lot though, and I'm really thankful for that. He just hugged me while I cried. It was very nice, like back when Tyler helped me with stuff. Though I hope that David and I don't turn out like Tyler and I did. That would suck and I honestly don't think that I can handle something like that again.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Oh dear, another event</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 07:10:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, me and some friends went on a booze cruise last night. It was not fun, that's all I can say. I paid ten bucks for that?! I have more fun with people just hanging out, honestly. The beginning of the night was great, but after everyone started drinking, it wasn't fun for me anymore. Plus now I feel like crap. I haven't slept all night. One of my friends got really shit-faced and I stayed up to take care of her. She's sleeping peacefully now, thank god, but DAMN!...that's a lot of puke.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>.....</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 15:04:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
he wanted to be with me... ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Woo and Hoo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 08:25:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ They re-formatted the computers at my work, so now I can update my journals more often. Woo and Hoo.<br />
<br />
I'm so f-ing tired. I went over to my friend Anne's last night because it was her birthday. We stayed up until 4:30 and then I had to get up at 6:30 to come to work. Urgh. Though I do feel really good, because I talked to the girls about some problems I've been having with Tyler. They didn't give me amazing advice or anything, but the fact that I got it off my chest; and I know they won't tell anyone or judge me just makes me feel better. Besides, now I've gotten to know Caitlyn and Anne better. I think that I'll be doing more with them than I have in the past. Anne is a lot like me, and that's good, because it means that I have another person to talk to who won't judge me, and won't smother me with sympathy and/or pity. She'll just listen.<br />
<br />
So India and Tyler are officially dating. And it's killing me. Officially. I'm glad that Tyler is in Mexico right now, because really, I can't stand to be around them when they're doing their "new coupling" thing. It makes me physically ill to be completely honest. Plus the fact that Tyler has been such a shitty friend to me for the past couple of months. He's fucked me over so much, and he just goes on like nothing is wrong. I know I should talk to him, at least for my piece of mind, but at this point, I don't think our friendship is worth salvaging. To be quite frank, I want to castrate that boy with a rubber band. I'm so angry with him for so many things. And he won't even put himself in a position with me where I can even begin to talk to him about it. I mean, sure, I'll be nice to him and stuff when I see him, but I think that I'll just not spend time with him unless I have to. <br />
<br />
It's so sad, I've been screwed over so many times and yet I still want to fuck men. It sucks. We actually had an extensive conversation about it though. This is our conclusion: Penis = good. Men = suck.<br />
...(no pun intended).<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>At Alley Cat Again</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 18:03:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is sort of becoming my home base...I'm here every week now. I'm becoming an Alley Cat bum...and I'm not sure if I like it or not. <br />
<br />
<br />
Uh, yeah, I'm not doing well, just thought I'd let you know. And no, I don't want to talk about it. Just FYI, if no one hears from me the first couple of days of summer, all I've done is hole up in my house and sleep. I'm not dead or anything, I'm just tired. When I emerge, hopefully I'll feel better, but for the time being, I don't want to talk...I just need hugs and distractions.<br />
<br />
<br />
...melon bread is a good distraction...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Meh, I've got chai grit in my teeth.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 20:00:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm at the Alley Cat. It's nice to actually sit and have some time to myself...<br />
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<br />
Just had a chai, and now my teeth hurt because it was really sweet. It was good though, and I don't regret it!<br />
<br />
I've just spent the weekend at my aunt's house. Let me just say this right now:<br />
I love my aunt and her kids to death, but the constant stimulus is really grating on my nerves. Children screaming, yelling, crying, whatever, it's all annoying to me. That is hence why I'm irritated. (See my mood above.)<br />
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I had to babysit all of the kids on Saturday night, which in and of itself was not that bad. The oldest was really helpful and I'm very grateful to him for it. I might actually buy him a present for being so helpful. Anyway, we got the twin girls (who are barely two) to bed and they fell asleep okay. There wasn't much crying earlier about missing their parents and I was really surprised. Of course though, knock on wood. They went to bed at about 8:30 and slept for maybe an hour. Then Natasha woke up screaming bloody murder. I was watching Kill Bill Vol. 2 and I didn't really want to get up to get her. I waited a good 15 seconds or so to make sure that she was really awake and it wasn't just a temporary start. <br />
<br />
I grabbed her from her bed and she was screamig for her mom. At two, she can actually sort of understand logic, so I tried talking to her, offering her snacks and milk and all assortment of things to calm her down. She just kept saying "no no!" over and over, no matter what I offered her. I told her that her mommy would be coming back soon and that crying wasn't going to make her come back sooner. Yeah, this kind of logic is not good for a two year old. She just screamed louder.<br />
<br />
She screamed from 9:30 until 10:15 when she fell asleep on me, thumb in mouth and Spongebob blaring on the television. I'm annoyed with everything at this point, and now I'm pinned beneath a small child. I can't move or change position, because if I do, she'll wake up and scream again. It's 10:40 and her mom still hasn't come home. I'm about to sneeze, and I'm trying to keep it in. It's getting really difficult and I think I'm going to blow it, until finally I hear the garage door open. Thank god. Her mom walks in right as I sneeze and Natasha wakes up. As soon as she does, Susie takes her and she goes to sleep on her shoulder with a little fussing. <br />
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Alls well that ends well...but I'm still annoyed.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yay!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 16:35:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can finally update my journal! Woo! At work the formatting is weird, so it won't let me update because I can't click on the link. <br />
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<br />
...and wouldn't you know it, I don't really have anything to say...<br />
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This girl from Rocky died on Friday. She was in an accident while getting on to the highway. Her friend was driving and they turned infront of a semi. I feel pretty much horrible. I knew them both...not well, but I was in Centre Stage with both of them. I don't just feel sad for Kayla and Mayan, but I also pity them. I know that's horrible, but Mayan survived and now she's going to have to live with this forever. I feel really bad for Kayla's family and her boyfriend.<br />
<br />
There was a candle light vigil last night, and we dedicated the last run of "I Hate Hamlet" to Kayla. I really don't want to go into Centre Stage on Monday. Neither of them will be there. I'm wondering if we're going to go on with our concert on Tuesday without them. The song that we could dedicate to Kayla would be rather fitting. Ah, it just really sucks. And now that I'm all sad and stuff, I have to do my DBQ. Yeah, it's totally not going to get done.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>I LOVE *twitch* small children.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 16:10:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, yes I do. I'll be able to elaborate more later. Right now, we're going out to eat. (Which means the adults will get drunk and I'll have to watch a small infant...)<br />
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Huzzah.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Feeling slightly better.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 15:22:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I played Zelda for most of the day, and went outside to read for a little while. This dog from a neighbor of mine kept barking at me, so eventually I went inside. I wanted to kick the little bugger...<br />
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Now I'm inside waiting for my dad to come back with food for dinner. It's really nice outside, and I want to frolic, but if I do, I have a feeling that the neighbors are going to bug me. They'll probably expect me to be nice, even though I feel like crap, and then they'll get it into their heads that I want to watch their small, bratty children while I'm on break. Yeah, that sounds really appealing. <br />
"No ma'm, I can't do CPR, but not to worry, I can cough on your child."<br />
<br />
Why do people expect me to be pleasant? It's better just to hole myself up in the house, but I would rather like to go outside for a little bit. I might venture out tonight after I eat, when it's dark and rather quiet. I doubt anyone or anything will bother me then...Maybe I'll call someone? Probably not. <br />
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Ugh, I'm tired. Off to have a nap. Good Afternoon all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Still Sick</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 19:51:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Enjoying my time sitting on my ass doing nothing. I should be doing History outlines, but I doubt I'll actually get around to doing them....<br />
<br />
I'll getting new glasses tomorrow. They'll be pretty sweet. I might be getting a new ID too. My old one expires in June....<br />
<br />
<br />
That's pretty much all. I might start drawing up some stuff for the Illusionist and Twelfth Night if my boss ever sends me the character descriptions. I should call and remind him....<br />
<br />
I should also draw up some stuff for NDK for Rin and I. I need to get her measurements when she comes back from Germany. I also need to start saving up to buy stuff for me for those costumes. I need to make the dresses, petticoats, aprons, and animal ears. I can't wait to get started. It's going to be fun.<br />
<br />
I also need to get stuff to make Tyler's kitty ears....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Because I'm really bored and sick.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 00:27:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is relatively simple, just put your music player on shuffle and use whatever song comes up everytime you hit the button as the answer to a question.<br />
<br />
1. How am I Feeling today?:<br />
Your House: Jimmy Eat World<br />
'When you're on, I swear you're on. You rip my heart right out.'<br />
<br />
2. Will I get far in life?:<br />
Sugar, We're Going Down: Fall Out Boy<br />
'Am I more than you bargained for yet?'<br />
<br />
3. How do my friends see me?:<br />
What a Wonderful World: Louis Armstrong<br />
...'and I think to myself...what a wonderful world.'<br />
<br />
4. Where will I get married?:<br />
Such Great Heights: Iron and Wine<br />
'I'm thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.'<br />
<br />
5. What is the story of my life?:<br />
Hate Me: Blue October<br />
...'hate me today. Hate me tomorrow. Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you.'<br />
<br />
6. What is high school Like?:<br />
Desensitized: The Mighty Mighty Bosstones<br />
...because being on the debate team is...an experience...<br />
<br />
7. How can i get ahead in life?:<br />
Swagger: Flogging Molly<br />
'I don't know where I'm going! I don't know where I'm going!'<br />
<br />
8. What is the best thing about me?:<br />
Give Me Novocaine: Green Day<br />
'Take away the sensation inside.'<br />
<br />
9. How is today going to be?:<br />
Call It A Day: The Raconteurs<br />
'Can we call it a day. Now would that be okay?'<br />
<br />
10. What is in store for me this weekend?:<br />
Take Your Mama: Scissor Sisters<br />
'We're gonna take your mama out all night, yeah, we'll show her what it's all about!'<br />
<br />
11. What song describes my parents?:<br />
Hanging Around: The Cardigans<br />
<br />
12. To Describe my Grandparents?:<br />
Read My Mind: The Killers<br />
<br />
...okay, I don't knonw what the hell that's supposed to be.<br />
<br />
13. How is my life going?:<br />
The Mummer's Dance: Loreena McKennitt<br />
'And in the spring time of the year, when the trees are crowned with leaves.'<br />
<br />
14. What song will they play at my funeral?:<br />
I Never Told You What I Do For A Living: My Chemical Romance<br />
'Another knife in my hands. A stain that never comes off the sheets. Clean it off.'<br />
<br />
15. How does the world see me?:<br />
Someday You Will Be Loved: Death Cab For Cutie<br />
'You'll be loved; you'll be loved; like you never have known. And the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams.'<br />
<br />
16. Will I have a happy life?:<br />
The Battle of One: 30 Seconds to Mars<br />
<br />
17. What do my freinds REALLY think of me?:<br />
Out of the Woods: Nickel Creek<br />
'If this is gonna run 'round in my head, I might as well be dreaming.'<br />
<br />
18. Do People secretly lust after me?:<br />
How Do: Sneaker Pimps<br />
<br />
19. How can i make myself happy?:<br />
Tiny Little Fractures: Snow Patrol<br />
'Go your own way.'<br />
<br />
20. What should I do with my life?:<br />
Let's Face It: The Mighty Mighty Bosstones<br />
'Well, it's so hard to face.'<br />
<br />
21. Will I ever have children?:<br />
Affliction: A.F.I<br />
'Oh I would be all right, just use me. Just use me. The future's bright without me.'<br />
<br />
22. What is some good advice for me?:<br />
Blood: My Chemical Romance<br />
'Well they encourage your complete cooperation. Send you roses when they think you need to smile.'<br />
<br />
23. How will i be rememberd?:<br />
Vindicated: Dashboard Confessional<br />
'Vindicated: I am selfish, I am wrong! I am right, I swear I'm right!' <br />
<br />
24. What is my signature dance song?:<br />
Look What You've Done: Jet<br />
'Oh look what you've done; you've made a fool of everyone.'<br />
<br />
25. What do I think my current theme song is?:<br />
Bring Me To Life: Evanescence<br />
'Leading you down into my core, where I've become so numb. With out a soul. My spirit sleeping somewhere cold.'<br />
<br />
26. What does everyone else think my theme song is?:<br />
Miss Murder: A.F.I<br />
'Hey Miss Murder can I? Hey Miss Murder can I? Make beauty stay if I?..take my life?'<br />
<br />
27. What types of Girls/boys do you like?:<br />
Paper Doll: Louis XIV<br />
'I bang a gun, oh get it on. Oh, we don't need to take off our clothes to get it on.'<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow, I can't believe it's been a whole month!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 22:02:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been a whole freaking month since I've posted! That's nuts! That's really crazy, mostly because I feel like it's been longer than that. Oh, it's spring break, and I'm in Kans-ass. I'm watching an amazing movie...but it's still really boring, and I'm sick. That's really what bites. I've got some sort of cold, it's a really just a violent cough with a sore throat. I had to drive the whole ten hours coughing my lungs out. I just really want to be in my bed...with someone...but I won't tell you who...probably because you don't want to know. <br />
<br />
I miss Rinny!...though I bet she's having fun in Germany. <br />
<br />
...Hey guys...geuss what...I got into Singers and Symphony! Aya! wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Yeah!<br />
<br />
...I just about hyper-ventilated when I found out. It's pretty sweet. I can't wait for next year!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Just another Saturday with the Debate team</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Feb 2007 12:48:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Eh, I finally found an internet connection. I'm so happy. My friend has a laptop at the debate/forensics tournament that picks up the wireless internet in the school. I can't check my MySpace or my email, but I can get onto this page. It's pretty awesome...considering I haven't been able to update for a couple of weeks. <br />
<br />
Oh, I'm in a weird mood. It's sort of a weird "in limbo" sort of mood, where I'm not happy, but not sad, or depressed. I don't really feel like anything. I don't have any amusing stories for you all. Right now it's B-wave postings, so I'm pretty much just sitting around doing nothing. I have no homework to do, so right now I'm just wearing out the battery on my I-pod. I didn't want to go see any of the duos or poetry things because I really needed to un-wind from my last round. I'm really off my game today, and it's just frustrating. I'm not going to place, I know that. I will be pleasantly surprised, to say the least, if I place. This tournament is weird, because they're not having finals, they're just doing three rounds each and deciding from that. It's weird, but if it gets me out of here faster, I'm completely fine with that. <br />
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My mom's gone out town to celebrate Valentine's Day with her boyfriend. I don't want to think about it. Awkward things!! I hate Valentine's Day. I propose an anti-Valentine's Day celebration. (Though I'm making everyone gifts for Valentine's Day anyway...I'm such a hypocrite, but at least I admit it, and it's about small things. Plus I'm making the gifts, not feeding the giant machine that is mass-produced Hallmark greeting cards.)<br />
<br />
Anyway, because my mom is out of town, I'm staying at my aunt's house tonight. Her neighborhood gives me the heebie-jeebies, mostly because ass hat lives down the street. Not that I have to see him or anything, but his sister practically lives at my aunt's house, so I'm bound to run into him at some point, right? Not if I have achieved invisibility, which I am working intently on. <br />
<br />
"I can only be invisible when no one is looking."<br />
"Then how do you know that you're invisible?"<br />
"I just know."<br />
<br />
I still don't have job, which sucks, because I'm perpetually broke. Though, I go to Harvard with the debate team on Thrusday...and the Spring play auditions are on Tuesday. I'm pretty excited about that. But I don't a monologue...I should really get one at some point I guess...<br />
<br />
...Pan's Labyrinth is an amazing movie. Just pointing it out. Extremely disturbing; mentally and emotionally, but still completely amazing. I had a couple of mini heart attacks during the movie. Ethan and Tyler made fun of me, but I don't care. I got scared, hence I freaked. <br />
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I'm going to try to nap now. Yay.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Touch-A, Touch-A, Touch-A, Touch Me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 16:44:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, not really. I'm just listening to Rocky Horror. It's been awhile. Tyler and David came over and we pretty much rocked out to Rocky Horror. It was fun. Ah, yeah, so that's all to report. I just wanted to get that other journal off my front page pretty much...<br />
<br />
"This is a story of Brad Majors" (asshole!)<br />
"and Janet Weiss" (whore!)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>So, I suck at life.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 21:18:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I do. I totally stuck it to my ex-boyfriend the other day. I feel like such a bitch, but everyone I've talked to says that he deserved it. I don't know if that's completely true...maybe because I'm still harboring some serious "I love you" sort of feelings toward him or something. But anyway, here it goes:<br />
<br />
So, I told him on Thursday that if he wanted to hang out over the weekend to call me. He did end up calling me on Sunday. I went to his house after hanging out with my sister and my roommate for lunch. We hung out for awhile and talked, he showed me this Playstation game that's essentially Zelda for Playstation. It was cool, we were just hanging out, actually acting like we had before we broke up (as in, we weren't awkward) ((perverts)). It was nice. Then the conversation launched into this whole big thing about his girlfriend and how he was going to break up with her. Seriously, why does this always happen when I'm around?!<br />
<br />
I wasn't egging on his decision to break up with his girlfriend, I was just trying to understand, so I asked about it. I had him explain it to me, and pretty much he seemed justified. Then, things happened. I ended up essentially turning him on all kinds of hardcore. <br />
<br />
As I was doing this, it wasn't bad, he kept telling me I was evil and when I asked him why, he told me that I was basically almost forcing him to cheat on his girlfriend that he hadn't broken up with. I had to stop him right there. Earlier, he had mentioned about how he had broken up with me because he was bored, by the way. So, pretty much, I was tired of him telling me I was evil:<br />
<br />
"Okay, so here's how it is. We're not having sex. Because I don't have casual sex. And in order for us to have sex, we would have to get back together. But that's not going to happen because I don't get into relationships for sex. So you're out of luck. <br />
Look at it as my form of revenge. Because I am now something that you will never have. I really cared about you, and you pretty much stomped on my feelings because you 'felt bored' with me. Think you know me now?"<br />
<br />
I literally said that. He looked so hurt and he got up and left the room. He didn't talk to me the rest of the time I was at his house and I left after awhile of trying to talk to him again. I apologized, because I was way too harsh in the situation I was in. I felt like such a bitch. I mean, they were things that needed to be said, but not in the way that I said it. I was way too harsh. <br />
<br />
Now, he hasn't broken up with his girlfriend (really surprising...not), and he won't look at me or even talk to me. When I pass him in the hall, he pretty much just avoids looking at me and maybe catches my eye to half smile and then look away again. I don't quite know why he's doing this. Something like this has never stopped him from being him before. So, it's a little odd. I just feel really mean....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Food Fight!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 21:16:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I know, I'm pretty much always hysterical if not depressed. The story of my life...<br />
<br />
Anyway, food fight, yes. Rin knows about this, and I don't know if I'll even write about it. It's kind of embarrasing and it almost makes me loose my cereal I just ate. Just a second. I kind of had to compose myself there. It's not that it's embarassing, it's just sort of out of character for me, and also it's kind of mean of sorts. I guess it is, I don't know. You tell me if it's mean or not. <br />
<br />
So, pretty much, I went over to my ex-boyfriend's house and we played video games...for awhile. It was supposed to be just a tournament between me and him to see who could win at Dynasty Warriors. We tied because we only played something like four games. But anyway, he got a call from a recruiter and spent a lot of time talking to that guy...<br />
<br />
Anyway, so I amused myself by making popcorn and getting whipped cream out of the fridge. He came upstairs with me and we talked while the popcorn was going. I brought the food downstairs and he started throwing popcorn at me through the course of our battle. That's when I got him with the whipped cream...<br />
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It sort of escalated from there, and yeah...so...uh...gotta go...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Oo la la!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 20:39:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, school has actually been going quite well. I really like all of my classes so far, and pretty much all of my teachers rock my socks. Robinson is amazing. He seems like a really fun teacher. All in all, it's going to be a good semester. I can't wait for my art teacher to actually assign something. I haven't taken an art class since Jr. High, but I know I'll like it, even if I'm not good at it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Last Day of Vacation</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 11:02:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Boo Hoo! But I'm still happy because I'm listening to ska. How can one not be happy when listening to ska? I ask you that. <br />
<br />
Yeah, so in my last post, I made an allusion to the fact that some one felt me up at the Reel Big Fish concert, so I should probably elaborate:<br />
<br />
So, if you haven't been to the Aggie recently, or ever, on the left side of the room (when you're facing the stage) is a little mezzanine like area that's banistered off and it has benches against the wall. I put down my stuff on one of the benches and Sean Collins was with me. We got there when the doors opened, because it was going to be a sold out show, so we pretty much set up our base of coats and purses there. (Everyone who came with us put their stuff with us, but then went to stand near the stage). Anyway, the first band played, and there were still people coming in at that point, so it still wasn't that crowded. <br />
<br />
Then the second opening band came on and this really drunk twenty-something with his friend (who was not trashed like him) and his friend's girlfriend, came to stand behind Sean and me. So, the guy that was really drunk, I think stepped on the back of my shoe or something, because I didn't notice, and he turned me around to say he was sorry. I said it was fine, shrugged my shoulders, and turned back toward the stage. So then, out of that, I guess he thought it was okay to keep talking to me. He kept telling me how cool I was and giving me thumbs up. I just sort of smiled and nodded, because first of all it was way too loud to hear what he was saying, and I thought that if I just went along, he would go away eventually. <br />
<br />
Then, out of freaking no where, he grabs my ass. When I realized what had happened, I turned back toward him and gave him this really shocked look. He sort of just laughed, and his friend told him that what he did wasn't cool. I proceeded to be upset facing the stage. Sean asked what was wrong, because I think that he thought I was going to be sick or something. When I told him what the guy had done, Sean turned to the guy and said, "Dude! What the hell?!" And the guy said, "Oh sorry, is she your bitch?" This pretty much pissed Sean off, and he said, "No, but the get the hell away." So the guy laughed again and I guess made another grab for me or something, and Sean grabbed me first. I was totally unaware of what exactly was going on because I hadn't been listening and I was just wrapped up in being completely shocked.<br />
<br />
So, when Sean grabbed me toward him, I pushed him away because I didn't know what he was doing. I felt bad after I realized what he had been doing, but still, I was freaked out. Then the drunk guy's friend was like: "Okay dude, you need to stop bothering the kids and get out of here." <br />
<br />
So drunk guy left for a little while, but then came back right before the guy onstage started insulting Denver and Colorado Springs. He said: "So, we're Army of Freshman, and we are from California. I just want to say, that we've been to Colorado a couple of different times. All I can say about Colorado is fuck Denver...(whoo)...and fuck Colorado Springs! Fort Collins is FUCKING AMAZING!" So Sean and I were laughing a cheering with everyone else, and then same drunk guy pushed his way inbetween us on the banister and started flipping off the guy on stage going: "Yeah! Fuck Denver! Woooo!" He did that a couple of times, because everytime Sean and I would try to move back to our original places on the banister, he would do it again. It was really irritating. Plus, I think the guy was trying to boob-swipe me, but he couldn't because I had my arms crossed in front of me. <br />
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Then after he was done with that, Annihka came up to talk to me, and I sort of told her what happened and she made an 'ew' face and then the same freaking drunk guy turned Sean and me and Annihka toward him and was like: "You guys are so fucking cool! I just hope you know that." He gave us the thumbs up and we all sort of went 'Uhhuh' and smiled fakely. Then his friend was said, "Serioulsly man, get out of here." So drunk guy left, and at that point, it was right before Reel Big Fish was going to come on, so Sean, Annihka, and I all left to go talk to Gideon, Lisa, and everyone else. <br />
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Drunk guy didn't come back to the mezzanine area, as far as I know. We weren't there for the rest of the concert. We were in the bar area skanking. Drunk guy's friend apologized to me a couple of times and told me that he wouldn't be back. I said it was fine and went on with my business. <br />
<br />
Though, the one thing that pissed me off, is when I was explaining to Lisa and Annihka what happened officially, Jason Short was like: "You should take it as a compliment...it means that you look older than you are and to someone who's drunk, you probably look exactly their age." I was pretty offended. Am I that messed up, that someone feeling me up is supposed to make... ]]></description>
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                <title>I think I'll sleep for a year...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 14:23:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Pretty much that. Though, the last few days have been okay. I'm just pretty sure that at this point in my life, I should have a couple of things...<br />
1. A boyfriend (seriously, it's not that hard)<br />
2. A job of some sort. (I've filled out 15 applications at the mall...no dice. I'm so broke, it's not even starting to be funny)<br />
3. Enough sleep (but I don't! It's why I'm such a bitch most of the time)<br />
4. Prozac (...just kidding)<br />
<br />
That's all! Those three things would be fabulous. But aparently, the Universe hates me. (Maybe it's because I have a boot-legged copy of 'The Secret') It's a movie about how the Universe answers your thoughts about having what you want. Whatever you focus on is what you get, as long as you:<br />
<br />
1.Ask<br />
2.Answer (It's what the Universe does apparently)<br />
3.Gratitude (Maybe I just don't have enough of this?)<br />
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So, yeah, now that you think I'm nuts...I'm gonna go...place. Though the Reel Big Fish concert at the Aggie was amazing the other night. It was so fun! Tee hee. Except I got felt up...not so fun.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>So, where were you guys last week?!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2007 22:10:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Seriously, I was so bored last week because no one called me and I couldn't do anything with anyone, but then, magically today, I get three phone calls with people wanting to do something tonight. Ridiculous. It really sucked that I had to turn people down, but I had to because I had already agreed to party with Tyler and India. It was fun, I just got back, but I almost think that I should have hung out with someone else. I might have just majorly stuck my foot in my mouth. The more I think about what I said, the stupider it sounds. I hate that. I haven't had a mess-up like that in a long time, but, it had to happen eventually right? Ah well, alls well that's stupid to begin with.<br />
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Oh, by the by, Happy New Year!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Urgh, Faye-Faye is bored!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 17:13:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The break boredem is setting in. Be afraid, be very afraid.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Tank Girl Rocks!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 12:56:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I just watched Tank Girl. That movie pretty much kick's ass. It's really sweet. You have to watch it if you haven't. It's amazing. I really want this bra that she had. It was so cool.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Let It Snow</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 19:57:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...damn, I'm gonna get stuck in my house again. That really sucks...<br />
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Get ready to shovel my friends...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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                <title>Ah! So!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Dec 2006 20:19:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate people on the internet. Pretty much, everyone thinks they're so safe to say whatever they want and it's too amusing. I just got bombarded by some Christian wakkos and they pretty much damned me to hell because of my sinful lifestyle because I didn't accept Jesus. They thought that they were getting my panties in a twist, but really, I was having a blast messing with them. It's amazing how brash and forward people are when they don't know who they're talking to. If I had been face to face with them, they probably would have been much more respectful. A couple of times I cussed them out, but then I pretty much told them to stop disrespecting my space and to not comment on my lifestyle because I didn't do that to them. <br />
<br />
I don't know what the turn out is going to be, but I may have to switch my account if they start commenting on my page. I won't do it if it's just a couple of messages, but if it gets really bad, I won't put up with that. I hope that they just get bored and give up, because it doesn't really bother me. Hell, for all they know I could be Jewish and just expressing my beliefs as a Jew. <br />
<br />
I wonder what they would have done if I had told them that I was Jewish? Probably would have made them hate Jews, but they couldn't really attack me without me being able to make a formal complaint against them for being anti-semetic.<br />
<br />
Ha ha, I'm just a dirty agnostic with a heathenistic lifestyle, oh, it is to laugh. I told them that I looked whole-heartedly toward the trip to Hades, and they just found that unbelievable. <br />
<br />
'Judge not, lest ye be judged'<br />
Matthew 7:1<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Faye-Faye</author>
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