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                <title>Dumped</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 04:07:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yeah.. That was short lived.. Three weeks of physical and mental torture, she finally ended it, by saying I tried to control her, with anger, totally, giving in to her every wish, is controlling, yep, totally, I'm totally controlling her right now, telling her to tell me to fuck off, and never speak to her again, and telling her to make me give her game back, and all this, totally, that's me, right? I mean.. Couldn't possibly be her.. At all? I mean.. Digging your nails, into someone, and biting them, for no apparent reason.. That's THEIR fault.. Yeah? Yeah.. Thought so.. Well, I'm single.. Again.. Three weeks, longest/only real life relationship... What a fucking fail...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm a total fuckface</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 04:23:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Latest nice thing, my girlfriend has had to say about me, after digging her nails into me, and biting me, I'm the bad part of the relationship, because I get UPSET about this, and the fact she won't kiss me, HOW DARE I GET UPSET! I mean, I'm only meant to show happiness, and stuff, coz you know, it's what a GOOD PET DOES! =\ What am I, some kind of animal, to be trained to her every whim? Am I meant to just, buckle, at the sight of her, and do everything she pleases, and get nothing for myself? It sure as fuck feels that way. Yeah, I'm fucking ranting again, so sue me you fucks who have nothing better to do than troll me and leave insults on my journals, you people need lives, seriously, all you ever do is insult me on my journals, get the fuck over yourselves, you're all fat losers, back on topic, she's accusing me of raping her, and accusing me of hurting her, and making her do things, she's also accusing me of multiple other things, and I'm a fuckface, and an asshole, and many many other insults, because I got upset at her, omg, how DARE I get upset!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Good day, in a way.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 00:23:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got to see Rach, which, was awesome, but I miss her now, spent the day kissing her neck, now she's all I can smell/taste, nothing wrong with that, IMO, wish I got a kiss, we almost kissed, but it was an "accident" I think, she promises soon, so that's all good, I hope I see her tomorrow, here's the bad part, our friend, Nikki, the only person left at the store we love, and met at, is leaving us, for a better position, closer to her home. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> That leaves Rach and I with no one to visit, yet, we'll probably make friends, with whoever comes in, but tomorrow is Nikki's last day, and I'll miss her serving me, because she's so fun, and awesome to talk to, I added her to my facebook, and xbox live, but it just won't be the same, and the store will never be the same again, I don't care WHO they recruit... They won't be Nikki, she was so awesome... <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> She always gave me free stuff... I won't be able to joke around with the new people about that.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Not for a while.. It took forever to become friends with Nikki.. Oh well.. I think I'll see Rach tomorrow, because, she wants to buy Nikki a card, and say goodbye to her, everyone seems to be leaving me in real life.. It really blows.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />Anywho, that's all I've gotta say, I know.. Wow, short journal, the reason for that is I posted recently, so this one's not gonna be as long as the previous ones, as I don't have as much content to say all at one time, so NYEH! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Argh.. WHY SO DIFFICULT!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 08:29:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Honestly, why in the HELL are women so damn difficult, and almost impossible to understand, you meet a girl, she says she likes you, then she starts talking about this guy, and I mean, non stop, talking about this guy, you bring up the fact it upsets you, and yet, lo' and behold, she CONTINUES to talk about him, saying "It's alright, though, I'm not THAT into him" meaning "Yeah, I'd get with him, but you're here NOW, so he can wait a little." you tell her you really like her, which is met with the response "Okay." Okay? OKAY?! WHAT THE HELL KIND OF RESPONSE IS THAT?! Anyway.. Things start picking up, she starts liking you too, you get to know each other better, tell the deepest, darkest secret of your life, that not even your PARENTS know, and then she lays it on you "I think I love you.." and then you say it back "I.. I think I love you too.." romance ensues.. Cuddling, holding hands, and the like, then you ask for a kiss, the moment is tense, will she say yes? If you're me, and you're reading what you're typing, you know the answer, if you're any girl I've ever dated, you also, know the answer, a big fat no, slaps you in the face, fact of life, your heart skips a beat, and you realize, you're just not what they want, you look down, and sigh, she hugs you, and says "I love you!" and you mumble "Mmm.. Love you too.." and pause, sigh, and hold her close, because it's better than not holding at all, you put your arms around her, and hold on tight, as if for dear life, you don't let her see how you really feel, until you get home.. That is.. Then you let out, on anyone and everyone, first, it's fake happy like "Yay! I spent time with her" then when the thoughts of "Why doesn't she love me.. Why doesn't she want me..." swirl through, you wonder to yourself, is it even worth going on.. You think and stare into your own eyes.. Don't ask how, you just.. Can.. Trust me.. If you're anyone I actually know, you CAN, you wonder why, she does the things she does, then she comes online, and says "HEY! ^^ I missed you!" though it's been about 20 minutes.. You respond "Yeah.. Missed you too babe.." she says "When can we see each other next" the thoughts coming through now "Maybe she'll kiss me this time.. I'm sure she will, she loves me, and misses me, this is it, we'll kiss, she loves me I know it!" you make arrangements, and she sees you, you spend hour upon hour, in each others arms, the touch of your bodies, warm, and close, a feeling you long for, when you're thinking those bad thoughts, parting time comes, once again, you ask for a kiss, this time you get a longer hug and a "Give me time.." and you kiss her neck, as she leaves you.. You get those thoughts, again "Why.. Why doesn't she like me the way I like her, why does she torment me, why does she say she loves me, and not mean it.." then you walk on home... Alone.. Parting ways.. The thoughts, getting stronger, every day, you start up your console, with the game she lent you, every minute of the game, you think of her, and how you feel for her, you start playing the game, realizing just how much the main character is like you, and just how much the girl with him, is like her.. It hurts.. You wonder how the characters can do it.. And then you speak to her.. Sudden happiness fills you, just to see her type, then she asks how you are, your only response is "I missed you.." to which, she of course says "And I you." you cringe at it, but smile, knowing a person from reality has missed you, in these past 20 minutes.. You stupidly ask "When can I see you next.. I want to hold you.." she says "Tomorrow, I'm free, we can meet? If you want." you hastily agree, disregarding any pain, the chance that her holding you, will cure it, and though it does, the pain after, is sure to follow, undoubtedly, just like the ebb and flow of the ocean.. She asks what's the matter, and why you're pausing.. You say "It's alright, nothing I can't handle..." you pause and say "With you in my life.." and she nags, for a second, before realizing what you've said, she smiles, or you can only imagine, as it's text, and not actual words, or physical contact, at this point, you spend the night, speaking to her, smelling her, imagining how she feels, you go to bed... Alone, she calls you, in the morning "You're late.. Come see me.." you go to see her, at this point, people who're still reading, and I guarantee, that's VERY few.. Are reading this thinking "Hmm, He's about to say they're splitting" no, I'm not, you go over, you see her, and she grabs your hand, and pulls you into the tightest hug you've had.. Well, in your life, if you're me, you look into her eyes, and can't help but to smile, you see how she feels, despite what you believe, and you can't help but hold her close, you pull her up to you, and you kiss her neck, over, and over, just... Wanting her warm flesh against you, the fact you walked to her in the rain, seems to make her worry, though you say you'll be fine, it's just a bit of r... ]]></description>
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                <title>SIGH!! UGH!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 15:45:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Whyyyy does every girl I ever fall in love with, or date online, end up, getting laid in real life, and with a boyfriend, whom they have sex with, or, become a COMPLETE fucking slut? WHY?! seriously... I get left, alone, with nothing, I get no girls, until some chick online, wants me, and they're out, having sex, and having fun, and being slutty, and I'm just left.. Alone... Seriously, it fucking sucks... Does ANYONE know why? BESIDES me being a loser, coz I usually date girls who say "I'm such a loser" so rule out that I'm a loser... x.x<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fucking blah</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 09:01:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Soooo many people trying to contact me, that I really don't want contacting me, and they know who they are, though, some can't read this, I'm going to put the same on facebook, where they CAN read it, please, leave me alone, I got rid of you, for a reason, if I WANTED to hear from you, I'd've contacted you myself, please, seriously, go away, lol, honestly, you're no doing yourself a favour by talking to me you're mostly people who've told me to go away, anyway, so honestly, don't expect me to go "OMG I MISSED YOU!" if you told me to go away, I'm most likely gonna go "Hahahaha!! As fucking if" and block any future messages from you, as for those of you who've faved any of my recent uploads, I appreciate the fact you like it, but I don't like you (This is purely to the ones previously mentioned not any of my friends. <3) so please, don't fave any more of my work, and also, don't leave me comments, or add me to MSN, I don't want to hear from you, 'kay? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> btw, I'm not having an emo fit, I'm actually happy, while writing this, so whatever. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Just an update</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 09:27:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep, nothing special, just figured I'd write more often, instead of twice a year. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> (Still better than Santa >.&gt<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fuck you</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 03:55:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Fuck you all, I fucking hate you all, every single one of you cunts, fucking sick of humanity and it's "But what about poor me" yeah, I know it's contradicting myself, saying that, but fuck you, I get called self centered, when EVERYONE asks, what about THEM, but seriously, I ask for something, if someone doesn't want to do it, they say no, because THEY dont' want it, forget what I'd like, or what I want, nono, it's always got to be about the other person, and usually, I give up what I want, so the other can be happy, but, clearly, I'm doing the wrong thing, I hate every one of you sacks of shit, and I hope I get comments that insult me, on this journal because it's what I want, I expect you cunts to be insulting, so fuck you all! I hate you all, and hope you all feel the fucking same!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Appologies.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 19:54:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm sorry to everyone who's being trying to contact me on my mobile/cell, it got stolen on Wednesday, it's now Friday, I was walking to the bus, to get to class, on time, (well... As on time as I usually am, meaning, 10 minutes to an hour late) when a random guy, stopped me to get the time I took my phone out of my pocket, and he looked at the phone, then snatched it from my hand, Optus is having trouble accessing my phone number, so they can't cancel it or transfer it, I'm getting a new one from insurance, which means I'll most likely get a new number, so, if you could send me your numbers in an email, it would help, sorry for any inconvenience I've caused, I also had to change passwords to emails and other things, I've lost photos, and school data, which was stored in my phone, among other things, I had a 1gb memory card in the phone, it's gone, my actual sim(the thing that stores my phone numbers) is gone too, the whole phone was taken from my hand, and I was too shocked to do or say anything about it, I'm sorry, I hope I haven't caused too much trouble.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Journal</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:43:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Leave me the fuck alone.<br /><br /><br /><br />Seriously, all of you.<br /><br /><br /><br />Just fuck off.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>&lt;b&gt;Cr&lt;/b&gt;appy New years.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 05:45:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep, you read right, crappy new years, worst start to the new year yet, guess since they keep going downhill, I'll just have to look forward to a worse year next year, oh the fun, maybe, this one WILL drive me to suicide, not this, the one comming up, I'm not doing it this time, I have something to live for this year, being used isn't going to phase me, forget her, forget it all, look forward to what I have, A good class, for 3D animation, which will work out well for me, I am REALLY looking forward to it, I hope it's alot better than I expect, because I need it to be, and then I'm gonna get hurt on new years, and I'm gonna have nothing to look forward to if I don't get my job, so I better fucking well get that job, and if I DO get that job, I won't be on here as much, which means I won't be depressed, I'll have a real life, and much more better things, so I hope I can get that job, so I can leave all the internet tards behind.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Journal</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 04:19:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just when you think you have someone figured, and you think you can trust them, they pull a fast one on ya, well, I'm angered and hurt by one persons actions, and if they don't know who they are, they'll work it out soon enough, I couldn't actually pull myself to read their whole journal, out of pure anger, well, anyway, I joined a site, if you like medieval roleplay, it's awesome, there's a section where you can RP whatever you want thought, here's a <a href="http://catwitch.proboards102.com/index.cgi">[link]</a> have fun, sign up, and tell them who sent ya. Anyways, I'm done.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Journal</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 06:31:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Clearly, this is what the title states, it's to get rid of the previous one, as I've grown tired of looking at the stupid smilie on the side of my page, I have nothing major to write in this journal, not 100% sure why I'm writing this, suppose it's to take my mind off things, I really should send a text back to Steph... I'll get around to it, eventually, by then she'll be pissed at me, but I'm used to her being angry at me, she always is, I don't blame her, I should get around to texting Bekki and Alyssa also, hmm... Maybe Sheena too... Just jotting random thoughts down, I suggest you stop reading if you don't want to waste your ti-- I wish I had a big heaping bowl of ramen right now.. So hungry... I'm gonna raid the fridge.. Brb...<br />
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Hmm... No food, I poured myself a glass of Coke instead, in a starwars cup nonetheless, hahaha, Haylee would be hitting me right now if she knew, if you haven't noticed, this is to stop me from completely losing my sanity, instead of just talking to myself, it's to this computer.<br />
I watched Pirates of the Carribean, at worlds end tonight, was a very good movie, I liked it very much, I had a very good night tonight, minus one incendent which I will continue to ignore.<br />
Hmm.. Maybe I should drink the coke instead of letting it sit there while my throat remains dry... *takes a sip* doesn't taste right, maybe coz my throat's dry, and it's in a starwars cup, meh, just got a whisper on furcadia, it's Kyle, he just gave me some usefull information, well it's useful to me. It was about the word Onomotopia, or nomotopia, basically it means, name creation, it's the word used when describing words that have been created by naming sounds, like errr, or umm, or animal noises, like oink, quack and squeek, I basically copied what he said, only, changed it, he's rather intelligent, Kyle, don't understand how he can live in America though, it's a very stupid country, I would say he's self tought, though it doesn't seem that way.<br />
I'm not too sure how to end this journal, seeing as it's just a stream of thoughts, strung together to make a somewhat structured ... Story, I guess, if I was to write the thoughts, in the order they entered my head, no one would understand, I'm suprised that I myself understand the thoughts in my head. I'll give you a small example.<br />
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Just now I was attempting to write "I'm surprised that I myself understand-- Yadda yadda" but in my head it went I undersurprise the stand words thought this sentence I speak story..... And so on, it made no sense till I started writing it down and slowly going through it as I typed, this also had many gramatical errors due to the fact I can process three levels of thought in my head at once, I often do so while speaking to my mother, and end up with three sentences in one, that make no sense, and often have to start again, I hate it, I started rambling again.. I'll end this now and continue another day, if I can be bothered, what started out as a rant, of random thoughts, became an analogy of my thought patterns.. Strange, hope you enjoy.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well..</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 20:52:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I currently have NO idea what's going on, the world has suddenly gone crazy, either that, or I've gone sane, doesn't matter, there's chick's depressed coz of me, there's chicks wanting me when I'm taken, there's girls doing strange things that they don't usually do, I dunno, the world's just gone weird, I dye my hair black, and the world flips out, strange huh?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Leave me alone.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 05:18:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If you're just gonna give me shit, don't fucking comment okay, this is just to let the people who actually DO care, see how I'm feeling, Em this means fuck off and don't fucking comment or I'm reporting you to the fucking help desk for fucking harassment, because I don't go to your page and harass you and leave you offensive comments, and I'm fucking sick of you, and most of the human race, it's all "Oh, it's either about me, or get fucked" I'm sick of it, you think you find a person who loves you for you, and they turn out to be someone COMPLETELY different... x.x I'm sick of this crap, I hate emotions, just everyone, leave me alone. x.x<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ugh... x.x</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2007 05:46:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Having a shit night, got in a fight with someone, mood has gone COMPLETELY downhill, I was happy, I was talking to them, we were closer than usual, everything was fine, we were BOTH happy, then I asked a stupid question I should have just not bothered with, and she got angry, and I got angry because I see nothing wrong with what I asked, but she does, now she hates me, and I'm angry, then dad comes in, and my friend is staying the night, well, my father, my friend and I were sharing dinner, lasagna, quite a lot of it might I add, my friend said he left around half the lasagne, and my father said "IS THIS HALF" in a semi joking tone, and I said, "Well I was hungry when I had my dinner, and still am, so I ate around a third, and my friend had around a third, there's still a LARGE third there." and he started slamming things around, smacking his plate to the bench, and I said "I'm sorry I got hungry and wanted to eat" And he said "What, what was that Andrew? What the fuck did you just say?" And I said "I said, I was hungry and decided I'd eat dinner, because I was, as I said, HUNGRY" and he goes "What's that meant to mean?!" in an angry tone, and I said "Exactly what I fucking said" And he started slamming things again, yelling at me, keep in mind, it's 12:44pm, the only people who seem to get praise in my family, are my brother, and my friends, everyone else is just fucked, my father is an ass to me, constantly, because I'm older, and should know better, I'm an adult, so I have to be mature, 100% of the time, and here he is, acting like a child, in front of my 11 year old brother, great example, I'm gonna stop ranting before I smash my keyboard now, I just hope the person I angered online can forgive me for my stupidity......<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yeeep.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 18:33:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Feeling alot less depressed at the moment, crap has started to sort itself out, still some people I don't trust, but I'll live, I'm currently in the library, and heard good news from a friend, if something else good happens, I'll add it when I get home, if something bad happens, I'll ignore it and go on the good day I've had so far, anyway, that's all for now. Bye.<br />
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Everything was going somewhat great, had a bit of a hiccup a few hours ago, but that cleared up, spoke to someone, and was totally happy, till around 11:30pm, which is NOW, it all slid downhill rapidly, I was gone for maybe twenty minutes, and things completely changed... Happiness is a very short thing for me, I get it in bursts, that's just the luck I have, I'll shut up now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Depression.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 08:30:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I'm depressed, slightly suicidal, haven't had an emo journal in a while, but I guess I have much less assholes commenting on my art now a days, so less people will see this, and even less people will care, I just need to get this emo rant out of my system because I REALLY want to kill myself, I mean, so far, 6 promises have been broken in 4 months, Tia promised to draw something for me, that's one, she also promised that we'd ALWAYS be friends, and always speak, there's two, my friend promised me, last year, that she'd stay a virgin till she was 18, she's 16, and is wanting to lose it already, so she's basically saying fuck you I'm going to lose it and break the promise, that's three, A friend, Dani, said she would never hate me and would always be friends with me, no matter what happens between us, that's clearly a lie, promise number 4 broken, then there's Asuki who promised a LONG time back the same thing Dani promised, another promise broken, that's 5 and also there's a girl in the UK, that's Bekki, to people who know her, she said she'd stop accusing me of liking her best friend, in fact PROMISED she'd stop accusing me of it, and yet, the other day, a WEEK after she made the promise, she said it again, That's the last promise broken, that I can remember, other than that, I've had small ones here and there that have completely upset me along the way, making me depressed and suicidal, if you take the time to read this then you really either have NO life, or you care about me either way, point out any spelling mistakes to me, I know my grammar is shot, I failed school what do you expect?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Taggings.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 22:09:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was tagged by <a href="http://chrissymo.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/h/chrissymo.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconchrissymo:" title="chrissymo"/></a> DAMN YOU!<br />
<br />
Give 9 random facts about yourself, then pick 9 bloggers to be tagged. Must also go to tagged persons page and comment that they are tagged.<br />
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1.) I don't like many people anymore.<br />
2.) I have a MySpace, but I never use it.<br />
3.) I have three friends in real life.<br />
4.) My nose won't stop pissing me off.<br />
5.) Right now I'm in two forms of emotional pain.<br />
6.) My heart is no longer a heart, it's a rock shaped like a milk carton.<br />
7.) My feet smell, but only on the weekends.<br />
8.) I dropped out of highschool.<br />
9.) I took up a course in game design.<br />
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I tag who the fuck ever bothers to read this, and comment saying they want to do it, otherwise, I don't care, I don't like being tagged, so I don't like forcing it upon others.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>&gt;.&gt; &lt;.&lt; &gt;.&gt;</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 10:45:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://dagobah.biz/flash/Caramelldansen_mix.swf">[link]</a><br />
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WATCH IT DAMN YOU!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>The Sea anenemone *shakes head*</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 23:33:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ BEWARE THE SEA ANENEMONE<br />
He'll kill you and your fanamily.<br />
With swift tentacle TOUCH!<br />
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<br />
OH! Beware the sea anenemone,<br />
he's definitely your enenemy, <br />
why can't we just be friendinily, <br />
with them? NEVER!<br />
<br />
Maybe tomorrow?<br />
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<br />
I love you from the bottom heart.<br />
I promise you from the bottem heart. <br />
I will love you to death, till us part.... <br />
I prome you, as a lover and a freind, <br />
I will love you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>4</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 07:38:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am try to put up a this and only use word with four ltrz xD um I've run out of word now. Yeah can't put s on word coz then it's more than four ltrz. Lol I have bad talk, LMAO I dare you to try this it's not easy the word won't come when need. LMAO.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Journalizations</title>
                <link>http://JuBbEr2005.deviantart.com/journal/13907086/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 21:09:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't know, just updating, don't want the emo crap on my front page, meh, that's all I have to say for now coz I got's NOTHING on my mind I want any of you to know. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Pain....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 12:00:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't CARE how fucking emo I sound, I'm depressed okay, don't like it FUCK OFF, I don't know what to do, so what I AM doing, is losing friends left right and center coz I dunno what to say to them, I mean so far I've lost 4 friends in a matter of 4 hours, that's a friend an hour, I truely am an asshole, my mother was right, I'm a useless asshole, and a fucking stupid loser CUNT I don't give a FUCK what happens to me for writing this much cursing, you don't fucking like it DON'T FUCKING READ THE CUNT! I AM CURSING COZ I'M HURT OKAY?!?!? LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! I'M A CUNT OKAY I ALREADY KNOW THAT NOW JUST FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!<br />
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P.S. Sage, I'm not worth it, just dump me, I am REALLY not worth it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Sorry Sage...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 13:14:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm sorry... I.. Really am.. I can't talk about it here.. But I'll tell you tomorrow when we're both online.. Okay?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Everything.</title>
                <link>http://JuBbEr2005.deviantart.com/journal/13715280/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 01:27:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Uh just giving you an update on my life, not that you need to know but if you want you can waste your time reading.<br />
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I am TOTALLY unsure with what descision I should make coz I know no matter what I do it's wrong by someone, lol I can't get ANYTHING right, I barely got half the words in this thing right, I dunno, I'm gonna shut up, I know this is NOTHING compared to some of the journals I've had, I just wanted a moan, so here it is. Anyways, catcha on the flipside dudemeisters!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 21:57:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mhm.... Just feeling crappy.. Then again it's nothing different to usual... Whatever just letting you know... Anyways... It's my birthday soon... Real soon....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Things</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2007 22:00:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah.. Just updating to let you know I live. Anyways... If you wanna hear from me, just comment.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Avatar</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 06:18:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Avatar was done by <a href="http://tamara-kitamura.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/a/tamara-kitamura.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="tamara-kitamura" /></a> THANK YOU IT ROCKS!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>I suck =D</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 05:33:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yay. I can't do anything right. I so suck. I'm the suckiest suck that ever did suck. Really. Tell me one thing I've done right for anyone who know's me. Please? Coz I'm struggling to find anything. I hurt/upset/anger people all the time. What have a done right?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>What you know about me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2006 18:40:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got this from Jen ( <a href="http://hikariravenfeather05.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/h/i/hikariravenfeather05.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="hikariravenfeather05" /></a> )<br />
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1. Who are you?<br />
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2. Are we friends?<br />
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3. When and how did we meet?<br />
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4. How have I affected you?<br />
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5. What do you think of me?<br />
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6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?<br />
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7. How long do you think we will be friends?<br />
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8. Do you love me?<br />
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9. Do you have a crush on me?<br />
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10. Would you kiss me?<br />
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11. Would you hug me?<br />
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12. Would you ever make out with me?<br />
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13. Physically, what stands out?<br />
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14. Emotionally, what stands out?<br />
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15. Do you wish I was cooler?<br />
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16. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?<br />
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17. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.<br />
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18. Am I lovable?<br />
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19. How long have you known me?<br />
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20. Describe me in one word.<br />
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21. What was your first impression?<br />
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22. Do you still think that way about me now?<br />
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23. What do you think my weakness is?<br />
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24. Do you think I'll get married?<br />
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25. What makes me happy?<br />
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26. What makes me sad?<br />
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27. What reminds you of me?<br />
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28. If you could give me anything what would it be?<br />
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29. How well do you know me?<br />
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30. When's the last time you saw me?<br />
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31. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?<br />
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32. Do you think I could kill someone?<br />
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33. Do you think I would kill someone?<br />
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34. Are you going to put this on your deviant journal and see what I say about you?<br />
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Answer these questions in a comment to see how much you know about me. I wanna see who really know's me. ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>How much I mean.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 23:34:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If I mean Anything. Anything at all to those who even bother to read this. Please leave a comment on this telling me how much I mean. I'd appreciate it. Coz right now I just feel like a chewtoy. Used and abused till the pet get's sick of me. ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Fuck you all.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 20:32:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate you all. You all backstab or hurt me in some way. I can't trust any of you. You've all accused me of something. And I honestly don't give a rat's arse if I come out paranoid. It's true and you know who you are.. All the ones who accused me. All of you are assholes and I hate you all. ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Fuckit.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 08:57:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No matter <b>what</b> I do it's always the wrong descision. I make a friend. It's the wrong person. I ask someone something. It's the wrong thing to ask. I can never do anything right when I'm trying to. So now. I will try to do the wrong thing. Maybe It'll be the right thing. Anyways. This is all the bitching I can be bothered doing right now. ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>The following journal is rated MA15+</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 09:16:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UCK!<br />
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Damnit shit fuck ARGH! Shit fuck I am so FUCKING pissed off. RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRARGH! I WANT TO SMASH SOMETHING! ARGH!!!! I AM SO PISSED OFF!!!! UGH!<br />
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Guess what. Pissed off again.. Oh the joy of my life.<br />
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Clubs I'm in:<br />
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Yes... Only one. Leave me the hell alone. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hmh =/</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 02:00:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmm... So. Easiest way you can tell if someone cares. Say you give up on love. If it's with guys. Tell them you don't wanna talk. Tends to get reactions like "Fuck off" And "Fuck you too then" Hah. I see now. The world. Does not care. They hate you all along. Meh no worries. Love's not a thing for me anymore. Only a certain few people will hear it. And still. They will barely appreciate it. =/ Meh. Shit happens I guess. Anyway. Talk soon. Oh and the reason I'm not going all Emo and killing myself or cutting myself. Coz I made promises to two of the people who I still love. And I don't break promises unless a promise to me is broken first. ]]></description>
                <author>~JuBbEr2005</author>
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                <title>Damnit..... Tagged.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 02:27:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was tagged by <a href="http://hebike.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/h/e/hebike.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="hebike" /></a><br />
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x 1) smoked weed or cigs..<br />
x 2) consumed alcohol..<br />
x 3) slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex..<br />
x 4) slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex..<br />
5) made out with someone of the opposite sex..<br />
6) made out with someone of the same sex..<br />
x 7) had someone in your room of the opposite sex..<br />
x 8) watched porn...<br />
x 9) bought porn...<br />
10) done drugs...<br />
TOTAL: 7<br />
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x 11) taken pain killers...<br />
x 12) taken someone elses prescription medicine..<br />
x 13) lied to your parents...<br />
x 14) lied to a friend...<br />
x 15) snuck out of the house...<br />
x 16) done something illegal... Does lighting fires count?<br />
x 17) cut yourself...<br />
x 18) hurt someone....<br />
x 19) wished someone to die..<br />
20) seen someone die...<br />
TOTAL: 9<br />
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21) missed curfew....<br />
x 22) stayed out all night...<br />
x 23) eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself....<br />
24) been to a therapist..<br />
25) been to rehab..<br />
X 26) dyed your hair....<br />
27) recieved a ticket...<br />
28) been in a wreck...<br />
29) been to a club...<br />
TOTAL: 3<br />
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31) been to a wild party...<br />
32) seen the Mardi Gras....<br />
34) had a summer break in Florida..<br />
35) sniffed anything....<br />
36) wore black nail polish....<br />
x 37) wore arm bands...<br />
38) wore t-shirts with band names...<br />
x 39) listened to rap....<br />
40) own a 50 cent cd..<br />
TOTAL: 2<br />
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41) dressed gothic...<br />
42) dressed prep.... <br />
43) dressed punk...<br />
44) dressed grunge..<br />
x 45) stole something...<br />
x 46) been too drunk to remember anything...<br />
x 47) blacked out...<br />
x 48) fainted..<br />
49) had a crush on your neighbor...<br />
x 50) had someone sneak into your room...<br />
TOTAL: 5<br />
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x 51) snuck into someone else's room...<br />
52) had a crush on someone of the same sex...<br />
53) been to a concert....<br />
54) dry humped someone..<br />
x 55) been called a slut... Lol does manslut count?<br />
x 56) called someone a slut... Many times.<br />
x 57) installed speakers in your car... Well It was to help my dad... Technically not <b>my</b> car.<br />
x 58) broke a mirror...<br />
x 59) showered at someone of the opposites sex's house....<br />
60) brushed your teeth with someone elses toothbrush....<br />
TOTAL: 6<br />
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61) consider ludacris your favorite rapper..<br />
x 62) seen an R rated movie in theaters...<br />
x 63) cruised the mall...<br />
x 64) skipped school....<br />
x 65) had an eating disorder..<br />
x 66) had an injury...<br />
67) gone to court...<br />
68) walked out of a resteraunt without paying..<br />
x 69) caught something on fire... Depends are we talking about fires I lit on purpose or accidentally. I mean it makes no difference seeing as I have done both.<br />
x 70) lied about your age...<br />
TOTAL: 7<br />
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71) owned an apartment...<br />
72) cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend..<br />
x 73) been cheated on...<br />
74) got in trouble with the police...<br />
x 75) talked to a stranger....<br />
76) hugged a stranger....<br />
77) kissed a stranger..<br />
x 78) rode in the car with a stranger....<br />
x 79) been sexually harrassed...<br />
x 80) been verbally harrassed..<br />
TOTAL: 5<br />
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x 81) met face to face with someone you met online...<br />
x 82) stayed online for 12 hours straight.... Try 37<br />
x 83) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight... Try 12<br />
x 84) watched tv for 12 hours straight.. Try 24<br />
x 85) been to a fair....<br />
x 86) been called a bad influence.....<br />
x 87) cursed...<br />
x 88) prank called someone....<br />
x 89) laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex...<br />
x 90) cheated on a test....<br />
TOTAL: 10<br />
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x 91) cheated on homework...<br />
92) recieved/given a handjob...<br />
x 93) been pushed into a pool...<br />
x 94) played pool...<br />
95) watched 5 hours of mtv straight...<br />
x 96) had a crush on someone 10 years older than you..<br />
x 97) had a crush on someone younger than you... Does 2 years count?<br />
98) wear eyeliner....<br />
99) skinny dipped....<br />
x 100) laughed at someone who was seriously hurt...<br />
TOTAL: 6<br />
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TOTAL: 60.... xD!! Woo Total badboy!!!.... Hmm... Oddly I tend to play by the rules unless angered... Meh. This thing says I'm bad.<br />
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10-20= goodie good dadgum...<br />
21-30= a little rebelious<br />
31-40= getting hot baby<br />
41-50=rebel<br />
51-60= total bad girl/boy<br />
61-70= bitch<br />
71-80= cant believe you made it this far<br />
81-90= bad ass<br />
91-100= see you in hell ]]></description>
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                <title>Journal (Derr!!)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 08:37:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well. Yeah. Here it is. It's a lovely thing. Ummm.... It's quite nice... Smells like pants... Er.... Yeah that's about it. (If you Know what I was describing........ Tell me because I have no freaking idea.)<br />
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Anyway. On to the news.<br />
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I got a life. Then holidays came along and ruined my hard work. Now. When I go back I will have to start again. try twice as hard because the life I started will be broken up because of this stupid work I have to do. And I lost alllll my old friends bar 2. I had to make a whole bunch o' new ones. Now I'm bored with them. The only one I enjoy doing things with is Tenayah. And everyone thinks that's because I want to do her. Now to be honest. She's a nice girl. But. No thanks. Yeah I'll be her best friend. But No more. Oh and Lex.... Oh boy is he annoying. I say No thanks I don't want to do that. Him: "Oh c'mooooooooon" Me: Noooo I don't want to. Yes and it goes on for an hour until I say SHUT UPP!!!!! I DON'T F**KING WANT TO. In the middle of class. Now. Damo is cool. But never invites me to things. Nicholas I have know for years. And I passed up going to his place so I could talk to other people. That I don't exactly know (MSN people as he calls them). The other Damo. Not too sure about... I don't trust that guy. Malo. I don't trust him. He's cool. But I don't trust him. Ah Maryanne and Alisha. They love me. I have written proof. Julian. Probably the coolest guy in the class. Well to me anyway. Him and I like EXACTLY the same things. It's quite creepy. Ahmet and Ahmet. Hmm... Well both Ahmet's are cool. But I wouldn't spend time with either of them. Now did I forget anyone. Let's see. Tenayah, Julian, Damo, Nick, Malo, Mez and Lish, Lex, Damo, Ahmet and Ahmet, Hmm Sarah was cool. Really pretty too. But she left. Oh well. But you see. This is a class for a whole study group. This is my class. I learn in this class. Most of you have seen the things I can make due to this class. Now. I know a lot of you would have stopped reading. But if you read to here Thank you. I just wanted to vent. And I wanted to use something other than a friend. Which are apparently not real friends according to the emotionless pigs of my class. Now. In this class. There are days when everyone loves you. Then the next day they hate you. This class has the biggest mood swings. I think I will end this here. And like. Add to it another time. If you read to  <b>Here</b> Then thank you. I appreciate it. I know at least two people maybe three who will read this whole thing. And I love all three and they love me. But for the others who read it. Thanks. Well Th-th--- Th-th-th--- That's all folks.<br />
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P.S.... That was a bitch session... Not really news... Also Zeny I caught that damn cold!!! Grrr oh well. Bye peoples. ]]></description>
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                <title>I am finally there.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 08:19:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ugh 18 Gawd..... Meh comment people not in the mood for writing. ]]></description>
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                <title>Ugh</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 03:53:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ugh birthday is in two days. Parents say I am getting nothing. Friends are all being bitches and bastards to me. Then the ones who are nice to me get told to shut up because the bitches and bastards have pissed me off to the point where I take it out on everone else. Sorry people but this will be the worst birthday ever I turn 18 and I get the past 17 years worth of shit dumped on me in 6 months. Nice..... Thanks... Psh I would say god but Contrary to what a lot of people think he doesn't exist. You worshipping nothing people. There is no such thing as god. there are no god's they are for the people who need something to believe in because they don't believe in themself enough. I think this is all I will write. Can't be bothered writing anymore.<br />
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Edit<br />
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Tomorrow... It's tomorrow...... I turn 18 tomorrow.... And Something I suspected would happen..... Well it happened early.... Doesn't worry me now. I will be fine. Just hurt a bit to start with the inital pain is gone. Now it's hitting me. I know that things will never go back. Not now. Not ever. So I have to move on. This journal edit is for my own personal benefit. Okay people? ]]></description>
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                <title>ZOMG OOOOOOOLLLLLLLD</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2006 23:23:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh. my. god. 6 days. My birthday. Is in 6 days. I am turning 18. I am an old man. I was born before Cd's were in existence. I was around when Dvd's came out. I played one of the first nintendo 64's. I am so old. But yeah. Lot's of bullshit going on in my life now. And yeah if ANYONE cares about my birthday. they will comment. And a few will comment just to be nice. But Meh don't comment if you don't mean it. And read the whole journal. Not just the title and first line. But yeah. My "best friend" doesn't even care that it's my birthday soon. All she is up for right now. Is bragging to me about her new boyfriend and upsetting me by ignoring me. But yeah. Enough about that. Been depressed for nearly a week now and the parents don't even notice. :/ I hate my parents. The do nothing. I have very few friends left. They are all starting to hate me. But I am going on a break from furcadia. Blocking all the people from furc who talk to me on msn. And I am talking to only one person from furc. You should all know who that is. Also. I will be away for at least 2 or 3 weeks. If I am away for a month it's because I need more time away, My life is complicated, I don't need any more complications than what I have now. I will talk to you all soon. There was something else but I had to answer the phone so I got distracted. Talk soon..... Or not. whichever. Oh and if you try to talk to me through comments I will ignore them. I also change my mind. I will speak to two or three people. I will still comment on your work I just will act as though you are a random that I put on watch there will be no love in the comments. Just comments. Proper comments. Not Oh I love it because you are my friend. Just I love it because it's cool. Or I hate it it's crap. They will be proper comments. Well this is all I will write. Goodbye for now. <br />
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P.S. Anyone who has my phone number do not try to contact me with that. I will not answer you. Kal this does not include you. I didn't meet you on furc. ]]></description>
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                <title>Avatars</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 03:54:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am willing to do Moving avatars for friends. Or you can pay me to do one (art trades) But it has to be simple ( I am not advanced enough yet ) Umm Like i have Sonic Blinking.. <a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e138/Chao222/Sonic-Blink.gif">[link]</a> and Knuckles blinking... <a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e138/Chao222/Knux-Blink.gif">[link]</a> Or a moving character Like this <a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e138/Chao222/Knux-Punch.gif">[link]</a> Or <a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e138/Chao222/Chaos-Move.gif">[link]</a> I can also Make customs but they may either not get done if they are too complicated or if they do get done it may take a while. (I recently got a trial version of photoshop so I am using the image ready part like crazy) Just note me And ask. ]]></description>
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                <title>Thingy Junk</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Apr 2006 00:33:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tagged by  <a href="http://luckluck.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/u/luckluck.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="luckluck" /></a><br />
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SEVEN THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE:<br />
- Grow a brain<br />
- um get a life?<br />
- Get a job<br />
- umm think about what i will do after i leave school<br />
- find out the other things i want to do<br />
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SEVEN THINGS I CAN'T (OR WON'T) DO:<br />
- eat a monkey<br />
- have mansex<br />
- rape someone<br />
- Give oral sex to a guy<br />
- stop talking about sex oriented things<br />
- that last one is a can't not a won't<br />
- meh<br />
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SEVEN THINGS THAT ATTRACT ME TO MUSIC:<br />
- melody<br />
- beat<br />
- lyrics<br />
- how well they fit/express certain moods/situations<br />
- How many of my characters I can see dancing/singing/living/something to it xD<br />
- Singer's voice<br />
- What she said *points at Tia's answers*<br />
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SEVEN THINGS I SAY THE MOST:<br />
- WHAT THE HELL??<br />
- Errr?<br />
- Ummm?<br />
- wah???<br />
- huh??<br />
- DERRRRRRRR!!<br />
- whowhat?<br />
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SEVEN MOVIES I COULD (OR DO) WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN:<br />
- Lilo and stitch<br />
- Pirates of the Caribbean<br />
- Back to the future<br />
- Back to the future II<br />
- Back to the future III<br />
- okay i ran out of movies<br />
- yes yes i suck<br />
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SEVEN VIDEO GAMES THAT THE STORY JUST GRABS YOU:<br />
- No<br />
- Freakin<br />
- Idea<br />
- Hafta<br />
- Say<br />
- Sonic Adventure and<br />
- Sonic Adventure 2 ]]></description>
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                <title>friends....</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 06:48:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hmm i have friends yeah... i care for them al... only around 2 believe it... and i don't even know which two they are because they all alternate and nothing makes sense anymore.<br />
i have one i love... but yeah that friend doesnt love me... i care for al my friends equally it may not seem like it at times but i do.. a lot of them think i ignore them... it's that i can't think of what to say... i love all my friends and the things i want to say never fit where the conversation starts so i don't say them and yeah it would be good for them to hear the things i have to say. but thing is if i say them at the wrong time then they think i am weird...<br />
i am in physical pain right now.. two lots one is my wrist Fsckin idiot slam my wrist in the doorwayand two my stomache is killing me... probably from not eating... i have been to worried about friends and too sick to eat lately.. it sounds stupid but to one or more people it will make some sense.<br />
the people i refer to are the people who care for their friends the way i care for mine.. i often wonder what would happen if i died suddenly (complete change in thought here (song changed) sorry if i worry you Tia (seeing as you seem to be the only one who ever reads and comments on my journals) but this needs to be said) i often wonder how people would react... like i know people say they would be upset... but for how long.. i mean most of the people i talk to don't know me... well in person... and right now i am convinced that there are two people who care and i know who they are i am not going to say names because then i get all the people goin OH BUT I CARE!! and i honest don't want that i want to hear from the ones who do care and neither of them can read this.. well this is all i am going to write... i can't be bothered writing anymore ]]></description>
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                <title>Think think think</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Mar 2006 02:11:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well uhh yeah must work on things for people... UGH I REALLY CAN NOT BE BOTHERED.. umm yeah sorry about that well like yeah being hurt by loved ones hurts more than physical pain but yeah it hurts and well i guess that pain is more than i should try to handle but iunno i was thinking of ending it all (yeah kinda big problem with my sentence structure i have runon sentences i start with one thing and end up talking about something different) but i had people who cared and like i know your thinking it's dumb to end your life blah blah blah usual rant i recieve but can one person stop to think for a second about how the person they are ranting to feels at that point in time because that makes them feel good right but there is the when they are done the person goes back to the bad things and then they think that the person was not trying to help but they were just a distraction.. i know because i thought this many times... i am now realising that the people i managed to push away for not caring... well they cared more than you could expect i know i know this is so long and the people will read the first sentence and go OH HELL NO I AM NOT READING THAT but this was for me not for anyone else okay if you read up to here you know i am having troubles and i am like really upset about things.. well i better stop now i have things to do for people... most of which are just like oh you finally did it... no thank you or nothing... i don't do it for thanks i do it because i can but a thankyou would be nice.. anyway i will write again some other time just the whole emo other one was annoying ]]></description>
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                <title>Hmm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Mar 2006 05:17:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow... people are right cutting hurts... yeah i had a reason one i would prefer not to discuss over this... uhh well i guess all i can say is someone hurt me... alot and she has done it more than once... i guess she can't hurt me if i do it myself... well i have to end this now... but before i go i just want to say hi and love you to all the ones who do care... unlike that one person who "cared" about me yeah how much can you care about someone if you tell them to die that makes me laugh well anyway i live so nyeh <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> d= to you person... well ending this now before it takes up three lengths of we browser lol doubt it bye all i will write in this some time soon... (yeah right) ]]></description>
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                <title>uhhh</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2006 01:46:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i finally get to write a proper journal instead of rushing it... okay i'm done.. <br />
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nah well today i did some stupid things and like i am so bored now i miss zeak i need to talk to her about something hmm i think i should try to send her a laptop in the mail... nahhh... well i think this is all i am going to write please comment people cause like i have no idea why you would or wouldnt dont have to comment if you don't want to. ]]></description>
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                <title>1 GODDAMN MINUTE</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 09:30:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG ONE MINUTE I MUST RUSH THIS UH-OH TIMES UP oh well i gues i can always write in there another day ]]></description>
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