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                <title>My Life According To They Might Be Giants</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 16:11:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Post as "My Life According to (ARTIST NAME)"<br /><br />Pick Your Artist:<br />They Might Be Giants<br /><br />Male or Female?<br />Women & Men<br /><br />Describe Yourself:<br />Hypnotist of Ladies<br /><br />How Do You Feel?<br />I Should Be Allowed To Think<br /><br />Describe Where You Currently Live:<br />Where Your Eyes Don't Go<br /><br />If You Could Go Anywhere, Where Would You Go?<br />Museum Of Idiots<br /><br />Your Favorite Form of Transportation:<br />Mink Car<br /><br />Your Best Friends Are:<br />Working Undercover For The Man<br /><br />Your Favorite Color Is:<br />Subliminal<br /><br />What's The Weather Like?<br />Pencil Rain<br /><br />Favorite Time of Day?<br />Damn Good Times<br /><br />If Your Life Was a TV Show, What Would it be called?<br />How Can I Sing Like A Girl<br /><br />What Is Life to You?<br />Piece Of Dirt<br /><br />Your Relationships:<br />Sapphire Bullets Of Pure Love<br /><br />Your Fear:<br />My Evil Twin<br /><br />What Is the Best Advice You Have to Give?<br />See The Constellation<br /><br />If You Could Change Your Name, You Would Change it to:<br />Thunderbird<br /><br />How Would You Like to Die?<br />Wearing A Raincoat<br /><br />My Souls Present Condition:<br />Operators Are Standing By<br /><br />My Motto:<br />I Can't Hide From My Mind<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Sixteen</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 14:52:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's all bittersweet, at best.  Tomorrow marks my sixteenth birthday, and right now the sixteenth autumn that I've seen (a very rainy one, at that).<br /><br />At that date lies a loss of inner and outer youth, but there also lies greater freedom and even greater responsibility.  Whether these newly found obligations will worry me or set me to greater heights will be in the hands of my own decisions.  On that day, I will pledge once again to brazenly face new contracts and embrace the things that may come.  I will recognize the fact that my actions will shape my habits, and ultimately shape my character towards myself and others.  I promise to fight on and live my days as if they were the last.  After all, the future is never guaranteed.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Screen Time</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 14:51:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div class="example-header"><div class="links"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://URL HERE">LINK TITLE HERE</a> | <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://URL HERE">LINK TITLE HERE</a> | <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://URL HERE">LINK TITLE HERE</a></div><br /><br />I have embarked on a new quest to reduce the amount of screen time in my day (screen time is the number of total hours spent watching TV, playing video games, and being on the computer).  Habits can be quite hard to break, but if I stay strong and willing it might one day become second nature.  All I know is that it'll be tough, considering my bros and my dad are always on the computer, and I consider myself an avid gamer.  I've already been starting with books, but I don't quite know where to go from there.  Usually, I can only read for so long that my eyes start to strain.  Of course, I'm also incorporating exercise into my day, which usually keeps me busy for about an hour.<br /><br />It isn't going to be easy toning down my screen time in a world filled with dazzling technology.  If you happen to have any suggestions or ideas, please let me know. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />(Also a big thanks to happienoodleboy for the one-month premium membership! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/t/thumbsup.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thumbsup:" title="Thumbs Up" /> )<br /><br /></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Quizzical</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 14:33:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why?  I don't know...<br /><br />This survey gets a little personal, can you handle it?<br />We'll see about that.<br /><br />If you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be?<br />Texting?  That's not what I do... <br /><br />Were you happy when you woke up today?<br />To be honest, no.<br /><br />When were you on the phone last? And with who?<br />About a week ago, with Sarah.<br /><br />Have you talked to a complete jerk today?<br />No.<br /><br />Want someone back in your life?<br />Many people.<br /><br />What are you excited for?<br />Graduation day, which is far off...but nonetheless.<br /><br />What's the last thing you put in your mouth?<br />Apple juice?<br /><br />Are you scared to fall in love?<br />Sometimes...<br /><br />Is there something you want to tell someone?<br />Yes, but they would be unethical.  Believe me. ><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />Who was the last person you took a picture with?<br />My family.<br /><br />Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing?<br />No.<br /><br />When is your next road trip?<br />This Fall, I believe.<br /><br />Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?<br />Nope.<br /><br />Whats your 3rd text say?<br />Again...I don't do texting.<br /><br />Has anyone said they love you in the last week?<br />No... <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/c/cry.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":cry:" title="Crying" /><br /><br />Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?<br />Yes, and I enjoyed it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br /><br />Do you remember who you liked in 7th grade?<br />I do.<br /><br />What time did you wake up this morning?<br />10:30 AM.<br /><br />What was the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?<br />Watched TV.<br /><br />Is there anyone who doesn't like you?<br />There are many people that don't like me or my family.<br /><br />What do you hear?<br />My brother, who is registering for community college.<br /><br />Liked someone older than you?<br />Yep.<br /><br />Any apologies from anyone recently and who was it from?<br />No.<br /><br />Do you hate the last girl you had a conversation with?<br />Not at all!<br /><br />Can you make a dollar in change right now?<br />Oh yeah.  I collect spare change.<br /><br />What is the last non-alcoholic beverage you had?<br />Apple juice.<br /><br />Last person you drove with in a car?<br />My brother, and his friend.<br /><br />What did you last buy?<br />Food from A&W.<br /><br />Do you like Chinese food?<br />Not really.<br /><br />Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?<br />Yes, I did.<br /><br />What are you wearing on your feet?<br />Brown slippers.<br /><br />When was the last time you were told you were cute?<br />5th grade... <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />What color shirt are you wearing?<br />Darkish green.<br /><br />Have you ever crawled through a window?<br />Yes.<br /><br />Will this weekend be a good one?<br />I doubt it.<br /><br />Who hugged you last?<br />Mother.<br /><br />Is there someone that you believe you will always be attached to?<br />Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.<br /><br />What is something you disliked about your day?<br />Being busy.<br /><br />How much cash do you have on you?<br />About $35.<br /><br />What's your current desktop picture?<br />Living trees with eyes, completely darkened by shadows, against a dark blue night sky.<br /><br />Besides this what are you doing?<br />Petting my cat.<br /><br />Are you easy to get along with?<br />Usually.<br /><br />When was the last time you felt like your heart was actually breaking?<br />It was in January on a lonesome Winter night.<br /><br />Do you miss the way things used to be?<br />That was then...this is now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Michigan</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 17:11:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just wanted to tell everyone that I'll be off for ten days in the upper peninsula of Michigan.  It's the usual family vacation and I've been there tons of times.  This time, however, there will be a big family reunion I have to go to.  I'm pretty indifferent of it because I think my relatives in Michigan are kind of weird, probably because they tend to act Canadian a lot (not that there is anything wrong with that).  I don't know.  It's a very quiet and beautiful place to be, nonetheless.<br /><br />I leave tomorrow.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Something About Us</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 16:27:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's a special girl in my life whom I've known for over seven years.  We've grown so much and learned a lot about ourselves, in that time, and I consider myself extremely lucky for her to be in my life.  But after we graduate in the Class of 2012, we'll most likely go our separate ways.  So where could we go from here?<br /><br />I've been hearing things from my friends, and they're telling me that she's starting to get desperate.  She is wondering whether I still like her, but also even if I "like her, like her" (if you catch my drift).  I don't know if I've been doing things that have been making her curious or upset, but my friends are saying that she may be starting to flip out, and if I don't talk to her now about our relationship status, or even stepping it up, things could be disastrous.  The thing about my friends is that I really don't know if I can trust them, or not.  They may just be trying to set us up to something that, to us, is completely uncalled for.<br /><br />They think that deep down I really want to express my truer feelings towards her, but I'm possibly just too shy to do it.  I hate it when my own timid behaviors bring me down.  At the same time, I just can't get inside of her head.  Girls are so confusing.  Arnold Haultain once said that "A woman can say more in a sigh than a man can say in a sermon."  Even the slightest moments that I may not even notice could be sending mixed message towards me.<br /><br />Do I love her?<br />Does she love me back?<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> I just don't know what to do...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Summer's Near</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 16:26:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Slight dilemma with my final project for Photography.  The project was to put digital photos into a PowerPoint portraying various composition elements in photography.  I thought that some of the pictures that I put up here would be fantastic for the project, but it turns out that I actually have to go out and shoot a minimum of 35 pictures and put them on a server as proof (and he can go into the properties of those pictures to check the date on when they were taken).  I was really upset that I couldn't share any of them to the class. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />But I suppose fair is fair, because at that time I wasn't thinking about any of the composition elements I learned in the class, and this time I would be going out to shoot while thinking about them.  I went to the State Capitol in Minnesota and took about 44 pictures there (I posted some of them up in my gallery).  There was a protest going on while I was there, and their booming voices echoed across the building.<br /><br />I really can't wait for school to be over, so that I can break from homework and the bullcrap people that I put up with on a daily basis.  Don't get me wrong, I know a lot of people at school that are really kind and dependable, and I'll miss them a lot, but there are some that get on my nerves.  I'm waiting to party after I take the finals, which I've been dreading since late March.  They shouldn't be as bad as other crazy assignments and essays I'll have in the future.<br /><br />I hope I'll get to travel somewhere besides Michigan. :\<br />Good place, but I'd like to go someplace new.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 19:07:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Somehow, I feel like my life is being screwed up on multiple levels, and I think that it is my own wrongdoing.  There must be so many things that I may be missing out on because of my own isolation, and I might be treated my own work with over-exaggeration.  Perhaps I'm taking things way too seriously, and I need to calm down a bit.  Paranoia can be a dangerous thing, to myself and others.  Maybe I'm not squeezing all the juices out of life's plentiful fruits, and I think those fruits may be starting to rot, for me.<br /><br />Unless I can get some spring back into my step, I don't think anybody will want to be around me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>High On Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 13:11:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had a beautiful dream about the springtime, a couple of days ago.  It started with a rain shower that blurred my vision, but then there was rapid growth from the trees and flowers blooming out from the ground, and it was extremely bright out.  The fluff from the dandelions took flight into the air through a soft breeze, passing me by.<br /><br />So far, I've gotten my warm weather that I've longed for in the winter.  But I'm still anxious to see the bloom and rebirth that the spring is known for.  Such a wonderful season of rebirth, just as the rise of Jesus.<br /><br />...I'm very glad I was outside today.<br />(Happy Easter!)<br /><br />"God gave us two ears, two eyes, two hands, two legs.  Why didn't he give us two hearts?  Because he gave the other to your future love so, together, you will make a whole." -Unknown<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Difficult Times (Status Update)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 10:41:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A new quarter of school has come (the final one of the year, in fact), which means brand new classes for all.  It has already been four days into it, but I already know that it is going to be pretty hellish for me.  I have state tests and school finals to look forward to in the future, and the work I'm already getting now is really kicking my butt.<br /><br />When I started taking Technology Exploration, it was absolutely nothing like I expected it to be.  Heck, I don't even remember signing up for it as an elective.  It completely drove me to my breaking point, and that is saying a lot considering that I have more tolerance towards elective classes.  After taking with the teacher and some other adults I trust, I was able to get out of the class and be put into a new one (of my choice).  After taking a look at the open spots, I found myself getting into the Photography class!<br /><br />When I signed up for electives for High School when I was in 8th Grade, I didn't even know there was a Photo class, and was pretty disappointed when I found out there was one, and I didn't sign up for it.  But now I was able to get in, and I'm pretty damn excited, even if getting put into another class and missing three days of material is kind of stressful.  In the class, we're going to start out by working with film cameras and then move our way up to digital.  I get to develop my photos in the darkroom.  Such simpler times.  I need 20 photos of pretty much anything outside of school that isn't offensive or graphic by Wednesday, and my parents are letting me use our old film camera.  I like it, because it has a good, classic look to it.<br /><br />Things are, in general, getting difficult and complex for me, but I'm doing the very best I can to stay optimistic even if there really isn't anything bright to look forward to.  I think it may just be working out, for me.  I don't really have anybody to talk to at school, but perhaps you may recall some of the "friends" I had talked about.  Turns out that after a rough time of bashing from them I think that they're actually starting to accept who I am.  Too bad that the only way I can talk with them now is through XFire...<br /><br />I may be viewed as an intellectual, but people never really seem to see just how much I wanted to break free from all this overanalyzation, sometimes.  They don't know that all I really want out of life is the simpler things, but the tongue that I speak in and the things that I do and think must be too out of their universe, for them.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>We Learn So Much</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 21:18:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Some people say that I'm the kind of person that needs to "get a life."  That I'm throwing my teenage years out of the window of a thirty-story building, instead of grasping onto them like children grasp to dreams and fancies towards my body until they are out of sight when I take my first steps into college.<br /><br />I'm a perfectionist, even if "perfect" is out of sight, out of mind.<br /><br />I'm a worker.  Instead of minutes and seconds, my hours are counted through papers, pencils, books, and calculations.<br /><br />I am not a procrastinator.  As Tom DeMarco and Timothy Lister once said; "There are a million ways to lose a work day, but not even a single way to get one back."<br /><br />I am intellectual.  Concepts and knowledge seem to overshadow my feelings, when all I ever seem to want is love.<br /><br />It's been 15 years since I was born on this blue and green Earth, and I'm already surprised at all the different things I've learned about myself, with so much more seeming to come.  No matter what kinds of experiences people have, or things that they hear, feel, or see, we learn so much about who we are as people, and discover brand new things that we never even knew existed.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>A Question</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 19:10:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Who's making the bigger mistake?  The person spending all their time doing work to get A's, or the person doing no work and getting B's?  This is probably going to be another one of those questions that will keep me up at night.  But who cares?  It's Sunday Night Hysteria for me, which means very little sleep anyways.  It's a question that can be viewed in multiple ways.  I happen to be the kid who's devoting most of my time to homework in order to get A's.  Eventually, I'm ultimately thinking that too much work is going to turn me into a disgruntled, anti-social robot who's a prisoner in their own shackles, and it may lead to other negative effects such as depression.  The kid doing little to no work and getting B's (I've been there before) might not care as much about their classes or their own education.  They just want to get out and move on to something else.  It's the easier way out, but the teachers may expect a little bit more potential out of them.<br /><br />Too much work can affect your social life, and too little work can affect your school life.  Sure, it can be pretty easy to establish yourself into one of these positions, but finding and setting yourself a shade of gray for all of this might be one of the toughest things to do.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Nightmare!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 10:35:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Back when I was a kid, I used to have tons of nightmares (you may be able to recap one of the most terrifying ones in my Bogeyman poem).  Now, I usually don't have dreams that are completely vivid, anymore.  But when it does happen, I usually pay attention.  I just woke up, right now, and last night was one of those nights.  I may not be able to piece the entire thing together, but I'll see what I can do.<br /><br />It's a nightmare that involves high school, middle school, a test/survey, test anxiety, computer viruses, school rooms where you get locked up, a cat-and-mouse car chase, crepes, a wooden shack full of animals, and product placement (just to name a few).  If you are completely uninterested at this point, I highly suggest you stop reading.<br /><br />---<br /><br />It was morning at home, and I found out that I was going to be driven to school by my parents a little later than usual to take this test.  Okay, I really wouldn't call it a test.  It was more like a test/survey combination, and it was super long, taking days to complete.  I think we had to be at a certain part of the test/essay at the end of the day.  So I get driven there, and I begin the test in this room by myself, with the door locked.<br /><br />So I begin the test casually.  The first couple questions were these things like "when you look at this one word, write down the first thing that comes to your mind."  But the twist was that it was something specific.  It couldn't be just anything.  I can't quite remember what it exactly was, at the moment.  In a sense, it was very casual.  Then, an announcement came that we all had to switch rooms.<br /><br />Before I could leave my independent room, I was teleported (yes, teleported) to my kitchen at home where I find my 8th grade English teacher making crepes with a strawberry glaze, which was ALSO a dish I had made with a group in 8th grade cooking class.  We were both happy to see each other, but I couldn't waste any time.  I still had the test/essay at hand, and I sat on the couch and worked at the coffee table.  I was trying very hard to focus, but I couldn't stop looking at my English teacher preparing the crepes.  I was hoping that she would share some of them with me, because I didn't have breakfast that morning.<br /><br />But right before I get back to focusing on the test, I'm back in a middle school classroom with my dad preparing to teach a class.  My dad had never taught in a school, but he was treating it like a dang pro, and I watched with envy.  I wanted to work on the test/essay, but the class was going to fill up with students, and I really, REALLY had to get back to high school to complete this thing.  I didn't know if I was ahead or behind, so I walked as fast as possible out of the middle school.  It was strange, because instead of middle school students I saw juniors and seniors that I knew.  Most of them asked me for my age, and I told them I was 15.  They casually stated intentions of hurting and killing me, which gave me better intentions to get out of the place.<br /><br />Then, I jogged along this road, which I had hoped was going to lead me back to high school.  Along the other side I saw a overweight Asian kid about my age, and behind him was this black jeep.  He started to pick up the pace when the jeep started following him at a faster pace.  He dodged the car the first time around, but it spun around at a fast speed and drove right towards him.  Suddenly, I find myself being hellbent on rescuing him, so I grab his hand and lead him away from the charging jeep.  We ran off the road towards this dirty, muddy, and narrow road leading into some sort of forest.  The car was still behind us, but we head difficulties from the people driving it.  It was harder for us and them to go on that muddy and overgrown road, so we hid for a brief moment.  We then found out that they got arrested, and they had a crap ton of weapons at their disposal.<br /><br />I was finally back in the room where I started the test.  When I opened it back up, it gave me more weird and difficult questions.  I was really started to get anxious at this point.  An announcement came up from the loudspeaker that all students had to go on the computer for the digital portion of the test.  I went on and the network to the digital test opened up.  That was when things really started to get weird.<br /><br />The questions started to get unreasonably difficult.  Even when I tried to answer then, it wouldn't let me move on to the next question.  The computer was also started to get infected with trojans and viruses.  Things went beyond my control with it.  Pop-ups were everywhere, chat windows opened up, and it went to the point where I punched the computer and broke the entire thing.  An alarm went out in the room, and I frantically ran about the room looking for an exit.  I've had enough with this!  All the doors and windowed were locked and barred, and then some yellow gas was started to fill t... ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Chills And Thrills</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:49:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been feeling a little sick lately.  It isn't anything that can keep me out of school, but I can't really seem to stay focused.  Yesterday was probably the worst of it.  Probably the worst thing about being sick is that inescapable chill that gets to you.  No matter where you are, you just can't stop feeling cold, and it makes me completely miserable.  My sinuses are also clogged up, which make it extremely difficult to sleep.<br /><br />However, last night some of my brother's friends came over after they went out to eat, and we played some SWAT 4, TF2, and other miscellaneous PC games.  They're awesome, and I think they take a liking to me as well.  It's always great to be able to hang out with them.<br /><br />I'd also like to take the opportunity to reply to all the comments I got in my last journal entry.  High school is going to be a really crazy place for me, and when I consider that I'm gonna know these kids of the Class of 2012 I'll need to do my best to adjust.  My appreciation for the advice you all have given me is beyond words alone, and you all have my biggest thanks, and I wish you all only the very best.  It'll be very important for me to keep my head and continue these good school habits.  This Freshman year is going by very fast for me, but it never really does seem to be a blur.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Homework</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 22:28:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's the middle of third quarter, and my parents went to parent-teacher conferences last night.  The first thing they did was get my grades, only to find straight A's in all my classes.  They went home fast, skipping most of my teachers, and congratulated me on my efforts.<br /><br />It's taken me some hard, long efforts and sacrifices (sacrifices as in terminating most of my free time) to get where I am today, and I can safely say that I'm currently very happy where I'm at in school right now.  But, sadly, I've mainly been focusing on the downsides of all this, because good grades to me come with their pullbacks:<br /><br />-I don't get any real motivation from my friends or my parents.<br /><br />*My friends try to bring me down just for their own self benefits for me to hang with them.  I've known them for 2-3 years and I'm asking "Who are these people?"<br /><br />*My parents only congratulate me, and they never really seem to discuss the major importance of getting good grades.  The expectations of them out of me only rise with every report card, until they blaze at me for getting a B.<br /><br />-I've become a complete outcast in a matter of weeks.  I barely interact with kids and kids barely interact with me.  If kids do talk to me, the only it is is another insult.<br /><br />*I've been noticing that a lot of kids (freshmen and the upper classmen) have been being really mean to me, lately (some students I've had bad past experiences with...very long stories).  I've been suspecting that I've been talking to the wrong people, and they've been gathering dirt about me and spreading it around to the other students.  The things they said are very peculiar and make me ask myself "How did they possibly know that?"  When I talked to one of my "friends" about these people spreading possible dirt, he had this to say:<br /><br />"Quit being a friggin' nerd, man.  Don't make yourself look like a p*ssy, 'cause you are gonna know these guys for the next FOUR YEARS, man!  And whatever you do, DO NOT talk to them, DO NOT interact with them, and DO NOT even look at them!"<br /><br />Gee...thanks for the motivation.<br /><br />-Each and every one of my school days when I go home has been the exact same.  I get home, exercise, do homework, eat dinner, do more homework, practice my band lesson material, do my daily school reading, and then depending on what I have in the evening I'm gaming on either my consoles or on my PC.  I may also cancel my daily exercise, depending on my homework load.  My brother, who is a senior, is actually getting less homework than me (well, that's the assumption.  Either that or he's being really lazy).  Then, after spending hours locked in my room hunched over my papers and textbooks on the floor and go downstairs, I have no idea what to do with myself.  It's absolute madness.<br /><br />So here I end my rants with a personal prayer to myself.  These grades better be all worth it, in the end.<br /><br />I hate being the outcast, again.  Remember the stuff I said in the facts part of my journal where I really don't care about bullying?  I think I might have underestimated my power.  These guys are nasty and merciless, and I fear for my own self-esteem very much...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Un jour...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 18:38:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Valentine's Day stopped being fun for me after the sock hops and the boxes we made in class where people put in valentine cards (all in Elementary school).  Then there were those secret crushes I had, too.  Sweet memories.  I might as well call Friday Valentine's Day (even though it's actually tomorrow) because most of the celebrating was going on at school.  The only thing I got was a Hershey's Kiss, and it fell through a hole in my pocket.<br /><br />But I really don't care for it.  At least nothing horrible happened to me on this Friday the 13th, and to be honest it just seemed like any other day.  It is kind of boring, though.<br /><br />My percussion lesson teacher gave me this insanely hard xylophone piece by Bach, which I'm going to spend most of the weekend practicing on rigorously.  I hated him for it deep down, but I honestly can't stay mad at the guy.  He's an amazing music teacher, who I've had since the sixth grade.  Most of the song is made up of chain sixteenth notes, and there are absolutely no flats, only some occasional sharps put in, which throws me off because I'm so used to playing flats.<br /><br />Things with my "friends" haven't been getting much better.  One of them had this "ultra mega high energy" liquid thingy bottle, where one sip can keep you alert for quite a while.  I turned it down (even through almost every person my age drinks energy drinks) and he really dissed me for it.  He still can't get over it.  There was also this prank today which ended up with him smacking me on the side of head, which hit most of my ear.  It rang for about 15 seconds.  He still doesn't understand that sh*t happens and I need to get my homework and studies done before most things first.<br /><br />However, some of my brother's friends have been coming over to our house lately, and I actually really like them.  They also seem to accept me, as well, which was surprising considering I've barely even met them.  It must be my similarities to my bro.  Either way, I hope I see them around, more often.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>"Friends"</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 18:33:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It seems like all of my friendships have suddenly become subject to sarcasm, miscommunication, and most of all disrespect.  It's almost like I don't even seem to know these people anymore, and none of them seem to know me.  Often times when I'm with my friends I have awkward moments where I try and break free from the chains of male stereotypes and try to actually be me instead of fooling myself.  As most would guess, those moments really didn't turn out so well.  Most people I know say that it's about time I start questioning my sexuallity.  Being as young as I am, I don't think I need to be in a rush for that kind of thing, but it seems like people try to act smarter than I am and attempt to give me a reality check.  Sure, people start dating at my age, but do you honestly have to?  Is it some law I haven't heard about that if broken can ruin the rest of your love life?<br /><br />Relationships I have with people can get shakey very easily, whether it be just friendship or something deeper.  It must be something with my Chinese zodiac.<br /><br />I'm a changing person, and when I say change I mean it to a much larger degree than most would think.  As I take change throughout the years friends seem to just diss me right on the spot and say that I'm just plain not the same as they thought, and it's very depressing for me.  It might be one of the things that makes me such a social outcast in my school life.  One of my friends has been complaining a lot that I haven't been gaming with him because I've been far too busy with school, and no matter how many times I tell him it always goes in one ear and out the other.<br /><br />Right now at home I'm not doing too much.  I'm studying and working on my homework and attempting to exercise an hour every day (I don't find that there is really anything more beneficial I should be doing).  As usual, I still have zero motivation for writing or photography because my education seems to get more important to me every day.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>An Old Acquaintance</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 10:46:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One night not too long ago I was looking through my 3rd Grade Yearbook.  I happen to have yearbooks from every school year in my life.  Yes, I even have one from Kindergarten!  After taking a quick look at all the young and familiar faces, I flipped to a section full of signatures.  One of them happened to really catch my eye.  It was from one of my old friends, named Sam.<br /><br />&#147<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" />hil,<br />I donÂt care how people think about you, you will always be my friend.Â<br /><br />To be honest, it was only up until now that I realized how much that signatures means to me, coming from a guy like him.  In the 3rd Grade, I was a pretty weird kid.  I was very short, had a large stomach, flabby arms, a double chin, and bowl-cut hair.  I was naÃ¯ve, I tried to be funny but mostly failed at times, and I was prone to angry outbursts in school.  I didnÂt realize that I was the outcast until a kid walked by my side while I was walking towards the bus and said that nobody loved me, not even my parents (I believed him, at first).  Then Sam comes along (a tall and slightly bulky kid with short, orange hair and glasses) and completely befriends me.<br /><br />Considering my old friends from the past years had moved to a new school and opened up, it was nice to have a loyal and honest person like Sam as a friend.  I still remember going over to his house and playing Sumo Wrestling with the cushions from the couch.  Sadly, it didnÂt last too long.  In 4th Grade, I never really got to see him, and then later after that he pretty much vanished on me and everybody else (I guess he mustÂve moved).<br /><br />I remember that spark of those memories when I talked with one of my Middle School friends (Evan).  We were bored, and sharing some of our Elementary School memories.  We never did see each other, but we were both in the same school in 1st and 2nd Grade, and didnÂt even know it.  I was talking about my old friend Sam and he goes into shock, making sure that it was the same Sam he knew in 2nd Grade.  Turns out that it was!  Evan and him were good friends a year before I knew Sam.<br /><br />My High School years are a bit of a drag so far, with distant classes based on peopleÂs own interests.  In Middle School, we had teams and everything just felt like one big family.  ItÂs a bit hard to get used to, to be honest.  Sometimes, I wish I knew more people like Sam at school, instead of the folks I knew from my old days of the Âclass clownÂ role.  It isnÂt like they want to listen to me, anymore.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>School, After The Holidays</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 18:58:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm such a dork.  Yesterday in Algebra I was working on my assignment, and for 15 minutes I was kind of sort of having fun with it.  I have no idea how it happened, but with how much I may dislike school sometimes it shouldn't be happening.  Never.  Luckily today my classes didn't have nearly as much charm as yesterday.<br /><br />Being back in school after the long, holiday break wasn't much of a bad thing or a good thing for me.  What can I say?  It is essential.  I didn't get stuck with the Christmas blues, as I did last year, even with this rougher school year transferring over to High School.  After about 8-9 more days, second quarter will end and I'll be halfway through the school year.  World Geography and Multimedia Production are my newest classes, and I'll continue Algebra, French, and Band (Algebra gets 3 quarters and English gets 2, for some reason).<br /><br />I'm still very low on artistic inspiration, as the only thing I can really think about during weeks in my schoolwork (my expectations only get higher with each report card).  I want to write something, but I'm not sure what I would like to write about.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy Holidays</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 16:24:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My winter break doesn't being until Christmas Eve on the dot!  It kinda sucks. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> I've got a two-day week of school coming up, but I can't go on auto-pilot 'cause I got some tests to take.  I know I won't have homework for most of my classes (I ain't too sure about English.  Our teacher is kind of merciless).  The good news is that I still have some holiday spirits on my hands.<br /><br />I love the holidays, pretty much because of the sense of togetherness most people have.  My family does a yearly X-Mas gift exchange, so we went shopping for that.  Temps are in the single digits (Fahrenheit) right now and we got six inches of snow in the area.  I'm loving every second of it.  I'm hoping to get a pair of warm, fuzzy slippers for my exchange gift.  As for my gift from Santa, I'm aiming for an I-Pod Classic.  My old I-Pod got wrecked after 2.5 years of service.<br /><br />Today, I also just found out that my family's going to Michigan next week Friday through Sunday (the upper peninsula).  I little too sudden for me, but still awesome.<br /><br />Happy holidays, everyone!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Make It Better</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Dec 2008 16:06:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was the last day one of my friends would be attending my current school (I've known him for four years).  He'll be transferring to a new school, but luckily he isn't moving houses, switching phone numbers, or anything like that, so I've still got decent contact with him.<br /><br />But other than that, things have been a little crazy for me.  But that's kind of the way I like things in life.  Currently, my oldest brother (attending a community college) is getting hounded by mom and dad because his grades plummeted pretty badly over a short period of time.  But I'm getting some good appreciation and freedom from my parents because I have straight A's on my latest midterm grade report.  My dad wrapped his arm around my shoulder and gave this three minute speech for me.  I was standing there thinking "it's just a midterm."  I just might make the honor roll for the first time if I keep up the good work.  I thinking about ways I might be able to help him.<br /><br />Every single one of my classes today got real chatty.  I expected it for a Friday, but this went a little out of control.<br /><br />In American Government, we'll be role-playing most of the founding fathers and re-enacting the Second Continental Congress.  I got the role of James Madison Jr., arguably one of the easiest roles in this event.  I love history!<br /><br />Oh, and one of my friends got a ton of marker all over me (don't ask).  People glanced at me with questionable looks for the rest of the day.<br /><br />May you all make the best out of your days.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Ups And Downs</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 18:47:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Man, today I was hanging low and flying high.  Yeah, it's those mood swings again, and sometimes they can get the best of me.  I feel like an insanely complex person, deep down.  I'll warn you now, I'm going to be typing like crazy, today.<br /><br />-This morning in Algebra I was depressed and had the thought of giving up everything I loved and put full focus on schoolwork (must be what being an adult is like, but instead with personal management, earning your daily pay, and so on).  Why?  I dunno!  I felt a little better at the end of the class.<br /><br />-Honors English up next.  Apparently, my teacher didn't think a 101-point Final on Romeo And Juliet wasn't enough.  So we got this huge 100-point project on the play.  On top of that, we'll also have a final on A Midsummer Night's Dream (just finished it today, in fact).  I do have a pretty good idea on what I'm going to do for it, but I need a partner to work with (I'm arguably the loneliest person in the class, and everybody else got their partner and plan right on the spot)!  I felt like a damned fool in that class and was thinking about talking to my parents about dropping Honors English in the later grades because I wasn't good enough for the other students and teachers.  But the thought was soon dropped.<br /><br />-Lunchtime!  Sit with the three guys I know, and as usual two of them make constant sexual innuendo.  Most of my friends act like I barely even exist.<br /><br />-American Government, the class where I'm treated like a god. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /> Yeah, I know I'm smart, but I don't wanna be cocky about it.  My two buddies (ones that care about me) chatted in our own free time.  It made me feel quite a bit better.<br /><br />-French was really enjoyable, as usual (teacher is actually pretty enthusiastic and funny).  Then band came along and I pretty much did what I do best; make some music.<br /><br />We're getting barely any snow my town, and this cold weather would be much more bearable if we had come.  To me, it barely feels like the holidays.  No snow, busy school life, poor economy (even though I don't care much for gifts, nowadays).  I haven't even gotten around to reading Brisingr yet (and don't dare think about posting spoilers on me).<br /><br />Well folks, whether your day was either bright or gloomy, I hope that you made the very best of it.  I'm off to practice some band lesson material.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Good Lord... It's Friday</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 05:14:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yesterday I had three tests to take.  They weren't too bad to be honest, but today I have two tests that actually matter.  They're both worth 100 points.  One's this Algebra test that's actually only 35-40 problems (but for some reason 60% of your grade is based on the tests in this class and they multiply test scores to 100 points), and the other is a test on Romeo And Juliet (70 problems, and 15 points for each thesis response to two of four questions).  Well, it shouldn't be worse than the standardized test I need to take, in 4-5 months.<br /><br />The good news is that next week is a two-day week for me, then I get Thanksgiving break.  The holidays are also just around the corner, as well.  I just really wish it would snow outside.  Right now it's 10 degrees (Fahrenheit) out right now and there isn't a drop of snow... Cold weather is something I can easily tolerate if there's some decent snow on the ground.<br /><br />That's all from me, for now.  Bless you all!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Haven't Been Around Lately</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 22:52:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The title pretty much explains what's been happening.<br /><br />Yes, I haven't been around DA lately, and haven't gotten back to my watchers (my bad if I didn't, lately).  I've really been artistically uninspired for the past weeks, and really don't feel like writing or posting anything at all.  For me right now, it is all schoolwork and studying (my grades in the First Quarter were superb, but I can't say I'm too proud of myself for some reason).  I don't get a ton of it, but I'm putting a lot of my daily focus on it.  We're doing a Shakespearean unit in Honors English and I feel that it will absolutely be the end of me.  It's like reading another language, except this is still the English language and different words and phrases can have multiple meanings.  I always thought English was one of the more tougher classes because often times it requires so much critical thinking.<br /><br />I hate High School.  The people, the feelings, the classes, the work, the actions of others (Why in the world did I like Middle School soooooo much better than High School?).  Yes, I do know that things could be worse, and I should be thankful that I get to go school while some don't.  It all seems like some sort of unknown inner suffering.<br /><br />Where are your friends when you need them most?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>I Feel Great!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 15:50:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, aside from all the stuff that's going on in school and my insanely slow weeks for new photography, I actually feel pretty good.  The new quarter is starting next week, which means some new classes.  I can say goodbye to Physical Science (for now) and farewell to Physical Education for the rest of the year.  Always nice to get the most hated classes done first.  Okay, I haven't been in any other Freshmen classes to know, but these ones were still pretty bad.<br /><br />I'm not going trick or treating, and I still don't know if I have to help my mom hand out candy.  What can I say?  It really isn't my cup of tea just yet.  I make a fool of myself in front of children and I'm at that anti-social point in my life.<br /><br />I might put some more literature or poetry up if I can take the time of think of something.  I really like how my last poem turned out.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Hmm</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 17:03:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep, no deviations in a while.  Running low on ideas again.  Good grief.<br /><br />School is as lifeless as ever.  However the good news is that in a week or two we start the brand new quarter, so I'll be in some new classes I'll be getting out of Physical Science, the most silent and boring class I've ever been in.  Nice!  Can't wait until third quarter comes when I go into Multimedia Production (would've gone with Photography, but I wanna see if I can stretch my talents a little).<br /><br />My Honors English class is analyzing poetry, which sucks because it is the ultimate test of reading between the lines and going beyond letters and words on paper.  The good news is for the next eight or nine days we pick groups of three to four and pick a book of our choosing to read, and do a brief presentation on it.  This is the closest thing I've gotten to pleasure reading in High School so far!  However, I really don't have any friends in the class.  "Put me anywhere..." I said to the teacher.  I got put in with two girls and we're reading The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.  It's a okay book (for me being put into a random group anyways), but a little too feminine for my liking.  This is what I get for not having any contacts?  Partnering sucks for me.<br /><br />There is a brighter side to school.  Band and French class are absolute greatness!  My French teacher is awesome and I just love playing percussion.  It's always the part of the school day that I look forward to.  My only gripe, no band clubs like drumline, marching band, jazz band, percussion ensemble, or symphonic band until I'm a sophomore.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>My Generation</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 19:04:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ (Yes, I know that it has been kind of slow for be to post some more photos.  Some more daily struggles in life are putting them on hold, unfortunately. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> )<br /><br />So lately, there has been a lot of fights going on between the freshmen at our school.  Hell, there is just a good amount of hate between us, in general!  I'm not gonna lie, and I'm certain the sophomores, juniors, and seniors won't either.  We're a pretty crappy generation of freshmen at the high school.  So crappy that about a week ago, all the freshmen had to go to a two-hour seminar about respect and bullying/fighting prevention.  Even peer leaders at the school were getting involved.  From what I hear, this isn't the last of these seminars, presentations, discussions, and "chicken soup for the soul" events.<br /><br />I completely respect that the high school is trying to get out a very very kind message to us that we need to clean up our act.  But out of this entire seminar that we had, it seems like anybody BARELY got anything out of it (except for me).  I've seen a lot of the freshmen call it a waste of precious time that we could be spending learning about math, science, English, computers, geography, and whatever else in the classrooms.  But I personally believe that seminars and life lessons like these are just as important.  Problem is if they won't get anything out of them, I have no idea where else to turn.  I want to have my voice to the freshman and have it actually heard, but I have no idea what to say.<br /><br />Speaking of which, this wasn't the only time we needed "hand-holding."  I remember listening to lectures in class all the time.  One of them was the last class of the day in Middle School and it made me miss the bus.  So this isn't the only time where we needed extra help.<br /><br />It seems like the people I know from my school generation are gradually changing every single day.  But this change doesn't seem like it is for the better... It seems like I can't find anybody to trust in school, anymore.  It certainly doesn't help that my friends have vanished off from me, either.  What can I say?  I'm a stranger in an undoubtedly strange land.<br /><br />Quite the way to start High School. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thumbsdown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thumbsdown:" title="Thumbs Down" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Miligold</author>
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                <title>Birthday! (Plus 15 facts)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 19:16:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well actually, it is around 9:17 CST on October 6th and my birthday is on October 7th.  Eh, details!  Not that I mind any early celebrations.<br /><br />My last birthday was spent 30 or 40 miles away from home, at camp. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Well not this year!  I'll be turning 15 tomorrow, and what better time to do so than with a two hour late start for school.  I don't know or care why, but we still get out at the usual time.  Oh, and to celebrate I've compiled a bit of a list for you all.  Whether you decided to read it all or not is fine by me but for those that wanna get to know me a little more, this is for you!  This isn't a pre-made list or one that I got from a chain letter.  This is just in spite of the fun factor.  I hope you enjoy it!<br /><br />FIFTEEN THINGS TO KNOW ABOUT MILIGOLD<br /><br />1. I can often be prone to a few mood swings in a given day.  I don't know if this is a hormone thing from puberty, but I really hope it doesn't stick around.  One moment I could be on top of the world and then the next I'm falling back down to Earth in a bone-crushing mess.  Sad, but true.<br /><br />2. Through many years of psychological abuse from bullies and cyberbullies alike (some physical abuse), I honestly can't say I'm bothered by most people giving me crap, anymore.  However, it still makes me feel just a little uncomfortable.<br /><br />3. I can openly admit that I'm a lonely person.  I've had timely relationships (non-romantic, of course) with people in real life and now they've become a bit difficult due to either too many differences, constant separation from each other, or just decided to forget about me.  I can't have too many friends over to my house because my family is really busy, most days of the week.<br /><br />(You know, this list is getting somewhat depressing... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Let's switch over to some antics.)<br /><br />4. Whenever I happen to be both bored and eating something (or just plain bored), I actually look at the nutrition facts label on packaging.  I started to think about my nutrition as a kid and it was something that caught on.<br /><br />5. I'm addicted to gaming (video gaming, to be exact).  Not so much to put important priorities first, however (homework, family, ect.).  I'm really into retro games, because I often times can't afford the newer consoles and games out today.<br /><br />6. Me and my brothers have never had any allowance within the family.  Never have, and never will.  But for the most part, it has taught me well to be thrifty with the money I get from birthdays, Christmas, and Easter.  Thanks, mom and dad!<br /><br />7. I win the ladies with charm instead of looks.  I'm no knight in shinning armor, but have my charms helped me win over girls?  Absolutely!  Of course, we are just friends, but our time together has been quite timely.<br /><br />8. What do I wanna be when I grow up?  For the most part, I've never had a true answer to that question.  Even today I really don't know!  I haven't reached my fullest potential when it comes to my daily and scholarly duties at school.  I am not embarrassed at all by this, because at least I think it makes sense.<br /><br />9. Music is one of my biggest passions.  I listen to any form of rock, jazz, orchestral, electronic, and just about anything else.  But I hate rap with a burning passion (Lil' Wayne is garbage... I'm sorry to those who disagree).  Whether it calms me down, helps me think, or helps me loosen up and have fun, I just plain love music!<br /><br />10. When it is nighttime and I'm trying to get some sleep, the pitter-patter of rain on my window is like a lullaby.  It may distract most people, but sleeping in complete silence is somewhat hard for me.  Once and rain and thunder greet me and signify that I'm not alone, I can nap with some security in my mind. <br /><br />(Time for some philosophies)<br /><br />11. I am living proof that the pen is truly mightier than the sword.<br /><br />12. I don't believe in world peace, but I do believe that some of us could more well spirited and nicer towards each other just a bit more often.  It really isn't that hard, sometimes.<br /><br />13. Dreams are kind of like butterflies.  I must catch them before they fly out of sight.<br /><br />14. You can never make the same mistake twice.  If you do, it's likely you're doing it on purpose, you cheat! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />(And to finish it all off...)<br /><br />15. I'm a nerd/geek/wimp hybrid, and even though I can't do a single pull-up I'm proud of it! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thumbsup.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thumbsup:" title="Thumbs Up" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Trying My Best</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 19:33:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everything is going swell in real life, so don't worry.<br /><br />I've been trying to get some new art up or maybe a short writing, but I seem to be in a bit of block right now.  I'm really looking to get something new, innovative, and different up into my gallery.  Other than that, I really don't have much else to say.  There's something in my brain that tells me what to put up, but I first need to make out exactly what it is. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Feeling Better</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 05:02:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Of course, I'm saying that with a slight sense of indifference. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> But on the whole, things seem to be getting less crappier for me.  I still get a good amount of homework and a bunch of other things to go to (which is why I haven't posted anything in a while), and mood swings seem to come spur of the moment.  But hopefully (if it doesn't get delayed), I'll be playing the heck out of Mega Man 9 when it comes out in five days.<br /><br />By the way, I'd like to personally thank everybody for the support of this channel, so far.  I've broken the 1,000 page view mark!  Of course, because of school, I still don't get the time to comment on stuff that my friends post.<br /><br />I get out of some of my most hated classes after October 31st, and into a whole new schedule.  I'm praying that the date will come to me fast.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Loneliness</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 19:02:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ School's feeling extremely empty... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />A bit ironic.  The hallways and packed during passing times.  It's only a shame all my buddies had to go separate ways, due to scheduling.  Last year, I sat with four or five different people at lunch.  Now?  Zero.  There isn't anybody I recognize in any of my classes.  Thusforth, it looks like I'm going back to that extremely shy childhood that is quite familiar.<br /><br />I feel like my life has come to some sort of standstill.  I've got a bud to talk to on WoW (yeah, I actually do play a little bit of WoW) but I've been pummeled with schoolwork lately and I've kinda lost interest in the game itself.  I haven't been inspired to write, do some photography, or just do anything artistic lately, either.  Seems like the only choice I got is to work my tail off in every single one of my classes.  I guess it's really the only worth I have at the school, anyways.<br /><br />Dammit.  I'd do anything for a little spark of enthusiasm.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A Dull Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 19:12:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sigh*<br /><br />Well, it's official.  School is boring, and I'm making the automatic assumption that this year is going to be the most boring of them all.  Physical Science and English are so...tasteless.  I like teachers that get things done, but are still a little outgoing at times.  The class that I always looks forward to everyday is French, and fortunately I'll have it everyday for the entire year.  I only hope that things will get better later in the year.<br /><br />I wonder if it is common for a guy and his girlfriend to kiss (tongue-on-tongue action) in the halls and on the school grounds.  It may be only my opinion, but they're way too young and I hate to look at it or even think about it.<br /><br />Man, I hate books that contain symbolism, like Animal Farm, 1984, or Fahrenheit 451.  Maybe it's because of all the notes I have to take, or the fact that I really have to read between the lines.  I'm a fan of the straight-forward books that can enjoyed by virtually anybody, and it's books like these that can easily improve my writing skills, just as author Avi once said that the key to writing is reading (or something like that).<br /><br />Anyways, a little bit about my DeviantArt activity.  Yes, I've been fav'ing a lot of things, recently, because it's an easy way to show appreciation for one's art.  I've just had some trouble coming up with some diverse, quality comments lately.  So if I don't comment on your stuff, don't panic.  A couple news photos have come up, as you can see.<br /><br />Well, it's Monday tomorrow, so I'm going to bed early.  I know that it'll be a long night for me.<br /><br />Later!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>School</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 14:25:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well...<br /><br />It's good to know that nobody has given me any crap...YET!<br /><br />The seniors probably won't give me any trouble (other than making me feel like Tom Thumb), and for the time being I'm not around any of those folks that agitate me.  Other than that, high school is...well, school.  Today, I'm getting my first doses of homework with me reading Fahrenheit 451 and taking a bunch of notes on it.  It obviously makes me miss reading books for the fun of it.  Yeah, that's pretty much it for me.<br /><br />Photography may a little slow for a while due to schoolwork, but I hope that I can get stuff out daily.  Speaking of my photos, I'd like to apologize to those I've watched on DeviantArt that I haven't gotten back to on their artwork, yet.  Yes, stuff like that.  I'll totally fav stuff, but coming up with the relative and awesome comments takes a bit more of my time, especially if people submit a lot of stuff at the same time.  So, my bad!  I'm going to be busy for the next few days.<br /><br />Bon voyage!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Back To School</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 08:38:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, it looks like I'll be hitting the books once again.  The summer really went by fast, which sucks!  I'll starting school on Tuesday, so I'm going to be quite busy with Scouting on Mondays, youth ministry on Wednesdays, and homework every weekday night.  Okay, so my schedule isn't the most hectic one in the world, but I don't like school, even if I do well in it.  My oldest bro is attending a community college, not to far from home.  At least I'm not like him.  My parents have extremely high exceptions for him.  They check up on him every single night and ask him tons of questions, and honestly I feel a bit sorry for him.  My parents never bug me like that.<br /><br />Well, I'll be freshman this year.  Shoot me now!  I'm expecting a good amount of torture from both seniors on the bus, plus other people my age who think I look like a freak.  Rubbish.  I get enough schoolwork and other things to deal with, as well, so get the hell off my back!  Unlike you, I'm trying to succeed!<br /><br />The bright side is I'm going to be uploading more photos to you all soon enough, plus Mega Man 9 should be coming out sometime in September.  I'm stoked!  Plus, it's almost a month away towards my birthday (October 7th)!  At least there are a few things to look forward to.  I'd like to wish all of you that are going back to school a great and satisfying 08-09 school year!  As for now, I'm off to enjoy my last few days of the long vacation.<br /><br />See you later!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Back From Camping</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 20:44:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just another quickie update.  Well, I'm back from my trip!  Overall, it went well.  The food was great, sleep was better than usual, and the bugs weren't as bad.  The weather was dreadful, however.  Friday was very rainy, Saturday was very windy, and Sunday was a mix of low temps in the morning and blistering hot sunlight in the afternoon.  Got a good sunburn in the back of my neck, and hopefully it heals soon.<br /><br />But aside from all that, you should see new photos soon, and maybe one or two outside of my days of camping.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Quick Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 21:52:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey folks!<br /><br />Sorry I haven't been around, lately.  Let's just say I haven't been in a photographic mood, for some reason... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />But at least I'm still alive.  Was able to get a new photo up today.  School is starting soon, and I'll be camping with my father and brother starting this Friday.  We'll be back on Monday.  While I'm there, I might be able to get some brand photos up.  Hurrah!  Stay tuned, because I should have new stuff up once I get back from camping.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A While...(again?)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 19:32:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, folks.  Once again, it has been a while since I have both updated my journal and post some new photos.  So, I guess it is time I give you the skinny on what has been going on, lately.<br /><br />First off, I just got out of school and finished 8th grade with a more-than-decent report card (hooray)!  Well...I wouldn't say "just finished" because I got out more than two weeks ago.  I haven't been on since then because I was trying to unwind, a little.  But still!  I have proudly arrived into the season of summer.  Second, I have just got back from a week's long vacation to both Iron Mountain and Marquette, Michigan (both in the upper peninsula) to both rent a cabin and visit some family relatives.  It was a good time, and I did get some nice photos while I was there (some of them I hope to be sharing with you soon).<br /><br />Well, right now I'm pooped from the long drive home, so I really don't feel like typing a whole lot.  In short, I am not dead.  I hope to be bringing some new photos soon enough to my profile.  Farewell, for now!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Very Last Stretch</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 19:17:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Things are looking up for me.  It's about time.<br /><br />All I've got is this week and next week for school, and then I get to enjoy my long vacation.  Eighth grade had its highs and lows (mostly lows), but I'm mostly glad that I finally get to head out of middle school and go on to high school.  Middle school is the worst, and even though it is just an opinion the harassment has had a very strong mental impact on me, not to mention those sometimes awkward puberty moments.<br /><br />So I think I'll enjoy heading off to another school, once again.  Either the bullying will decline, stay the same, or get even worse for me.  I can only by hopeful and say to myself that the seniors will be too focused on schoolwork to be tossing around vulgar insults.<br /><br />But I think it is best if I just remain happy for now.  It is a Saturday night, which means another night to stay up late, and since I get Monday off next week as well (Memorial Day) that gives me another extra free night.  All I need to do is get the last bits of work done at school and then I can put myself at ease.  Not much is planned for my vacation.  My family and I will probably stay at a cabin near Marquette, Michigan.  My grandparents live in the upper peninsula of Michigan, so we will probably visit them, as well.  Other than that, I'll be staying home, sleeping in, and doing all the other things I usually do on break.  I hope you all have a nice rest of the weekend!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Surrounded By Imcompitent Fools</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 13:34:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Let me be the first to say that my school is actually a really good place to be.  Behavioral problems could be better, but they are not the worst.  But there are just those few people that really make my blood boil.  A primary example is this one kid I've known since sixth grade (looks like it is time I speak my mind about school life once again).<br /><br />He is usually an ass to me, but he loves to act like he is not an ass towards me.  It really isn't that great to have a person that hates your daily life, routine, and the overall things you do.  You don't really plan on changing them just to make those people shut up, so your usually stuck in that situation.  I usually go to people in case he did something (I hate to tattle, but sometimes I've just had it), and they always say that they will talk to him and get things settled.  Do I ever see it happen?  No, and I would love to simply see him learn his lesson once in a while.<br /><br />I often have a fairly big maturity level for my age, and I'm proud of it despite the times where I will often slip up (I'm 100% imperfect).  I've got a few friends that could use some work on their maturity.  How I have ended up with them is still a big mystery to me.  Sometimes it is completely irritating when I am being mature and they are running wild, thinking that their brains can go on auto-pilot for a while.  It happened today with this "fun" project at school, and I was nearly at my breaking point.<br /><br />Luckily, when it all ended, I went to bathroom to drain out my bladder.  That moment of solitude was savored, just like the last drop of a cup of Maxwell Coffee.  Then, mostly everybody went outside including me, and it was since to see white clouds, blue skies, and green grass.  A simple scene, but it was also a powerful one.<br /><br />So here I sit, now.  I'm mentally trying to pick up the pieces of my brain after a long day.  Don't get me wrong that I usually have bad days.  In fact, yesterday was a really great day.  I got a good sleep, school was OK, and I performed at an awesome school concert, last night.  The Jazz Band and Symphonic Band performed there (both I am involved in) along with the additional choir groups.  I play drum set in Jazz Band and standard percussion in Symphonic Band (xylophone, snare drum, timpani, and the list goes on).  I'm really good in the area of percussion, and I had many compliments come my way after the concert was over.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I Could Use A Nap</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 14:18:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *yawn*<br /><br />I did not sleep last night.  Let us put it at that.<br /><br />I went to bed at about ten last night, and I feel asleep in about forty minutes.  Not bad for a person with insomnia, so things were looking up.  Until I was awaken at about midnight by the hoarse coughing of one of my brothers (we all share the same room, but it usually isn't so bad).  That pretty much kept me up all night.  The coughing lasted about an hour, and even after that I couldn't get back to sleep.  <br /><br />For some reason, I've been having sleep problems ever since late fifth grade.  Over all the years, I think it has been taking its toll.  When I get home from school, I feel very low on energy.  A good night's sleep is rare for me, usually.  I don't sleep until one in the morning on weekdays, and I wake up at six-thirty in the morning for school.  A five and a half hour sleep, usually.  I've tried different methods to cure this insomnia.  I used a little lavender scent spray on my pillow, because it is said that lavender helps calm the senses.  But no, it didn't help for me.  I just found it plain irritating.<br /><br />Honestly, I don't like to complain about this stuff.  Why?  Usually people have days worse than I do.  Believe me.  I hate to think about those days.  But sometimes, I simply love to speak my mind about things.  If I just get things off my chest, it makes me feel much better about myself.  I'm crossing my fingers for a better sleeping night, but I might have to wait on the weekend for a relaxing rest.<br /><br />The source of this insomnia still remains a mystery to be, but for now I blame it on the pressure at school.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A While...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 17:20:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It has been a while since I last updated the journal, so I'll update you on what's been going on.<br /><br />Most of my hours of the day right now are spent diving my nose into the school textbooks, trying to get through the last stretch of my 8th grade school year, which means I've been spending a little time away from the things I love.  Writing, reading, photography, taking a walk outdoors, and journaling, of course.  Lately, I've been noticing I've been coming home from school more tired than usual.  Maybe I'm not working out enough.  Maybe it is something else...  <br /><br />Hopefully, I can get the chance to work on this short story I've been working on, a little.  I've been holding it back for some time, but new ideas for it have been coming to mind.<br /><br />Mother's Day is coming up, and I don't plan to buy my mom flowers, chocolates, a cell phone, or write her a fancy poem (I was never good in the field of poetry).  Right now, I plan a hug.  That's it.  Simple, but it'll be from the bottom of my heart.  Aww, shucks.  Love may just be a state of mind, but sometimes doesn't it seem like something much, much more?<br /><br />I hope to expect some new stuff on my gallery once I get out of school.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>My First Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 17:30:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It is my first day here at Deviant, and I am slightly excited and slightly nervous.  Allow me to introduce myself...<br /><br />I am Miligold, but my real name is Philip Capra.  I am fourteen years old and I live up in the central suburbs of Minnesota.  I enjoy most genres of music (preferably classic and indie rock), the animal kingdom, and (most importantly) photography.  I love taking photos of all sorts of things, even though I mostly do the bare basics of the hobby.  I mostly like taking photos of nature and tweaking them up a little.  I got my first digital camera just last Christmas, and I usually run wild with it, despite its short battery life.  I have also had a fine interest in writing since I was in the First Grade, and still have a few stories I wrote when I was young (such fond and wonderful memories)!  <br /><br />I dislike glammy pop culture, constant internet memes, homework, and arguments about virtually anything.<br /><br />For now, that is all I have to say.  I'll see you all on the galleries!<br /><br />-Miligold-<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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