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        <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 09:44:30 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Moar useless information few people care about!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 00:32:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Naz, I beat Cave Story!! Nar! And no I will not compete with you for best time. That's ridiculous!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>Last Night....</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 00:43:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Last night, or well this night if you want to be casual about it...<br /><br />I feel my life is difficult enough. Nothing bad happens to me without complications, and apparently I'm not allowed to enjoy anything either without being cracked down on it in some way.<br />Last night I had a great time until I got home. I found out some people I was interested in getting to know apparently don't like me, for one thing, but here's the icing on the cake.<br /><br />My house is apparently haunted. At first I thought it was something insignificant but now I'm really creeped out. I was just untying my shoes in my foyer when all of a sudden all the lights turn on.<br />Not out, but ON. For no reason! If the lights go out, you can get creeped out, but you can say "oh that wasn't a ghost that was just a power surge or something" and then you check for blinking clocks.<br /><br />But the lights turned on.<br /><br />And there was a horrible feeling when I came into the house anyway. I felt all of a sudden like my good evening had turned bad that instant, and I felt like I was walking into a house that was not my own. It was fucking creepy, and then the lights do that.<br /><br />I am in a horrible mood right now. I don't think I should go to sleep and I don't know what to do... I know I should go to school tomorrow but I don't think I'll be nearly rested enough to be coherent or do any work but I can't go to sleep either. Some November the 5th this is going to be... hahhh.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>Eviction Trial</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 10:38:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Me and my fellow tenants received a court order to stand trial with the possibility of eviction from our house + fees to our realty agency. At the very least the trial is on a thursday but that still doesn't change the fact that, at this moment in time, the possibility of me being homeless is suddenly very real.<br /><br />To all those who said things would get better. Fuck. You.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>Charges</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 12:09:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Apparently UNM IS going to charge me for my Calculus class. I have a 720 dollar bill on my account now, which shouldn't be there at all. I was told that I would pay 70$ at the most to be reinstated into the Calculus class I already paid for but was dropped from by mistake.<br /><br />Now this. Nothing bad happens to me without getting worse, nothing good happens to me without huge complications. I have such damn awful luck its pissing me off.<br /><br />This has to be illegal. I must not rest until this fucken bullshit is gotten rid of once and for all. I will get my damn math credits and I will not pay another cent for them.<br /><br />There has to be a way.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>Things appear to be looking up?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 08:11:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No way! Well, maybe. Things can still go horribly wrong. My sister really doesn't like our internet because her computer isn't accepting the modem. This might get expensive fast. Damn quest and their monopoly over rio rancho!<br /><br />Things are chaotic, but let's say it isn't nearly as emo as my last journal. I actually have problems now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>Sleepless Night</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 05:05:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh god damn was last night a horrible night. The day before was so depressing. I just felt depressed and without energy and jittery and anxious and worried all day. That's a mouthful, but basically I was on edge for absolutely no reason for hours and felt like something BAD was going to happen if I didn't get home and do something (not that I knew what that thing was).<br /><br />It didn't get any better by last night. I was still jittery and weak and anxious and feeling kind of spooked out for some reason. Then I got into several long hours of discussion with my sister Irene, whom is pretty much the closest person to me at this point in time even if we've got totally different attitudes when it comes to chores. The conversation was very eerie to say the least and I've been feeling like I've been hearing breathy voices even before the conversation started to pick up.<br /><br />I haven't slept at all, and am still freaking out whenever I close my eyes even now that the sun is rising. If there was any reason I've desperately wanted a girlfriend, it was for this stupid reason: I hate night terrors. I hate nightmares. Mine are always so fucking hellish and freaky. Waking up feeling like you've been clawed at or not being able to wake up for an hour when you KNEW you were trying to wake up the entire time... and those just being the tip of the ice berg.<br /><br />God dammit. Lonely and scared is a bad combination, but people in this stupid town don't understand sharing another's bed for anything other than sex. Those who know me (although no one else is going to read this anyway) already have heard how almost the entire populace of Gallup are abnormally petty.<br /><br />Whatever, poetic or deep junk aside now. That was nice to try and clear my head I suppose, but I have work later today and I need to try and get SOME sleep. But even though the sun is up and stuff I can't stop feeling like something is watching me... I hope it gets better by tonight, because I can't picture myself having anyone to ease my thoughts at night (or vice versa) for any conceivable future, especially since I spend my stupid time complaining about it in the first place DX<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>I went to the Emergency Room for an ear infection!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 16:39:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You heard it folks! ER! EAR INFECTION!<br /><br />That's how badly my ear is infected apparently, because the ER was sympathetic. Course, we knew this would happen because a few years back I had had another ear infection that was just wicked. They were glad to see me then, and this one was bad enough that they were happy to see me come in for this one too.<br /><br />That just blows my mind, more so than the barely bearable pain. Even slightly moving my inner ear hurts, which, my dear imaginary audience, is impossible not to do if you have a wonderful little thing called THE JAW.<br /><br />I can't chew, talk, or even lick my lips without severe pain, because the jaw joint is right next to the inner ear. Hell, you can wiggle your ears if you are chewing, so there ya go.<br /><br />But if that was the worst part, just horrible pain, then maybe I'd be fine. Nope. There's so much pressure in my ear that it forces my jaw to stick outward like I'm some kind of Neanderthal. I can't chew normally even if I try to endure the pain.<br /><br /><a href="http://nazerath.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/a/nazerath.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconnazerath:" title="nazerath"/></a>~<a class="u" href="http://nazerath.deviantart.com/">Nazerath</a> has even been kind enough to call my parents and let them know I can't talk. What a wonderful guy eh?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Evacuation --- luck and loss of sleep</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 10:37:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have I ever mentioned I have the terrible luck? Well I almost didn't get into college this year because of the same reasons last year --- no one would take me. Almost didn't... I am actually in college this year and am quite nervous about whether I can pass my math courses with my deteriorated memory of mathematics. I also recently entered a contest where I think I had 20/18 odds of winning the first prize, with second and third prizes as runner ups with increasingly good odds.<br /><br />I lost altogether. But is that why I have bad luck? Nooo my dear imaginary audience, I fear that it gets worse than that. Last night me and my folks had to get a room at a motel because there was some sort of shoot out going on but 2 houses away from mine, something about a child hostage.<br /><br />The "police" asked us to evacuate the house. There were about 12 "police" involved, and I use quotations becuase I don't know quite what to call my town's equivolent of a S.W.A.T. team. The law enforcers had rifles, some of them had muzzles that looked designed to fire smoke grenades, had helmets with visors, modern battle armor, and blah blah blah. Like I said, there was some sort of shoot out on my street involving a child hostage. We always knew there was a drug dealer who worked at a specific house on our street, but this?<br /><br />... Maybe not. With 12 SWAT guys and rifles, you'd think it was something serious eh? Well it might not have been. Half the rumor is that a child was taken hostage, and the other was that a nosy neighbor had just reported the drug guy for taking his kid out on a 4-wheeler into the mud (which would have been fun for the kid!). So, who knows. All I know is that, for whatever happened, there was a lot of police involved and we were told to evacuate the house.<br /><br />So we had to get a room at a motel. The toilet didn't work right --- it kept running after the first flush. That kept us up all night. Plus it was hotter than hell. Uggg. Oh yeah, we didn't have a fridge, so the leftovers he put in a box from the restaurant we ate at last night spoiled. More ugg.<br /><br />So I have my next class in an hour and I'm running on less than 5 hours of sleep. I didn't fall asleep till about 4 o' clock or somethin' like that, then we got up at 6 and got home around 8 with our house intact and I went to bed and fell asleep maybe around 9 and woke up at 11. My next class is Trigonometry, and I haven't completed my homework due to last night's evacuation, where I had to leave all my belongings at home.<br /><br />And that is why I can honestly say I have bad luck.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>Coheed and Cambria</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 01:42:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am fucken awesome. Do you want to know why? Because I am, that is why.<br /><br />Okay I'll explain. Basically, I am using deviantart like I would photobucket, and that my friends is badass.<br /><br />I'll also be attending a Coheed and Cambria concert with <a href="http://nazerath.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/a/nazerath.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconnazerath:" title="nazerath"/></a> ~<a class="u" href="http://nazerath.deviantart.com/">Nazerath</a> while wearing my Guy Fawkes mask.<br /><br />Wait I shouldn't have said that should I? Oh well, being stupid is funnier then being smart anyway. And I doubt anyone besides <a href="http://sporkful-of-hearts.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/p/sporkful-of-hearts.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsporkful-of-hearts:" title="sporkful-of-hearts"/></a> ~<a class="u" href="http://sporkful-of-hearts.deviantart.com/">sporkful-of-hearts</a> has the stalking powahz to stalk me at the concert.<br /><br />Finally, I've consumed more than two gallons of green tea in the last 48 hours. YEEEEAAAAHHHH~!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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                <title>First entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 22:42:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah. Creative name. So here's the deal. I'm an asshole. Thank you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Knallis-Sillan</author>
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