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                <title>ROOM</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Aug 2007 14:44:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Some space to breathe<br />
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Yours sincerly Nocric.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>Kirjutis</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 17:36:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 12-19 Juuli kÃ¤isin ma reisimas. <br />
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Idee poolest pidime minema kÃ¼lastama Ã¼he sÃµbra s&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />ru ja tema Ãµe s&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />ru. SÃµbrad asusid Antwerpenis ja Lilles. Niisiis plaanisimegi reisid Ã¤ra ning lendasime 12. Bremenisse ning sealt sÃµitsime parema transpordi puudumisel Aachenisse.<br />
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Aachenist me edasi ei lÃ¤inud. Ei mÃ¤leta miks. Niisiis jÃ¤imegi sinna rongijaama passima. Veetsime seal siis Ã¼he vÃ¤ga unise Ã¶Ã¶. Alguses oli plaan Ã¼leval olla ning oodata hommikut, kuid parema tegevuse tÃµttu ja arvatavasti vÃ¤simuse tÃµttu jÃ¤ime kÃµik aegajalt magama. Ãnneks see ei juhtunud esimesel korral vÃ¤ga varakult, sest kella 23 paiku kÃ¤is meil kÃ¼las Polizei, kes meelsasti ajas minema sealt kÃµik magajad vÃµi siis vÃ¤hemalt Ã¼he imeliku kodutu. Kokku oli seal neid selle Ã¶Ã¶ jooksul vist kolm, Ã¼ks huvitavam kui teine. Ãks oli vist pensionÃ¤r, kel polnud paremat teha midagi, kui magama jÃ¤Ã¤da rongijaama ning kes veetis aega ristsÃµnu lahendades. Puudu polnud ka Ã¼ks joodikupaar. Ãks oli Omar, kes oma neegrinÃ¤gu mulle vÃ¤ga suhtlusaldilt ka tutvustas ning naine, kes nÃ¤gi vÃ¤lja nagu Ã¼ks tÃ¼&#252<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />iline Helga. See huvitav Ãµhtu sai aga lÃ¤bi ning me jÃ¤tkasime reisi Antwerpenisse.<br />
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Antwerpenis oli minu sÃµbra Ãµe sÃµber, kes oli vÃ¤ga tore ning kes meile kaks Ã¶Ã¶d magamiskohti pakkus oma mÃµnusal, kÃµval, sinise vaibaga kaetud pÃµrandal. Alguses oli jutt Ã¼hest Ã¶Ã¶st, kuid kuuldes, et meie jÃ¤rgmise Ã¶Ã¶bismiskoha elanikud otsustasid just siis ekspromt reisile lahkuda Bruggesse, siis oli ta Ã¼lilahke ning pakkus meile veel Ã¼he Ãµndsa une oma toredal pÃµrandal. <br />
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Kui me Antwerpenit kÃ¼lastasime, siis nÃ¤itas ta meile ringi ning tutvustas seda huvitavat linna pÃ¤ris pÃµhjalikult. KÃ¼lastasime trÃ¼kikunsti muuseumit ning jÃ¤rgmisel pÃ¤eval Antwerpeni Ã¼ht suuremat muuseumi, kus oli Ã¼les pandud nii mÃµnigi huvitav tÃ¶Ã¶ (erakorraline, et mulle ka midagi Ã¼ldse huvi pakkus, apaatne nagu ma olen). <br />
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Avastasin kÃµike huvitavat, millest olin ilma jÃ¤Ã¤nud eelmise kÃ¼lastuse ajal nagu plaadipoed ning jÃµe-Ã¤Ã¤rne, kus ma ka Ã¼hel pÃ¤eval tÃ¼kk aega veetsin joonistades. See oli siis see pÃ¤ev, pÃ¤rast mida ma ka midagi enda visandbokki kritseldasin. JÃ¤tsime l&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />pude l&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />uks ikka hÃ¼vasti ning jÃ¤tkasime reisi Brugge poole.<br />
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Bruggesse jÃµudsime keskpÃ¤eva paiku ning saime seal pÃ¤ris mÃµnusa kogemuse osaliseks. See linn on nagu ajakapslisse topitud ning mitte kunagi avatud. See on tÃ¤ielikult keskaega ning uusaega kinni jÃ¤Ã¤nud. Kuigi mind pani kohati kahtlema terve vanalinna autentsus. Juhtusin Ãµnnelikult Ãµigeks ajaks Ã¼hte imelikku basiilikasse, kus oli mingi Jeesuse reliikvia kasutamise jÃ¤rjekodne vÃ¤ljavÃµtmine kÃ¤sil. Uurisin seda ning ilusaid vitriine, mis heitsid diskotulesid minu riietele ja teisi asju. Huvitav oli.<br />
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Ostsin sÃ¼Ã¼a ja kell sai siis ka l&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />uks kuus ning lahkusime uuesti, et saabuda kell 22 l&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />uks ometi Lillesse. Lilles tegime aega parajaks kuni meie vÃµÃµrustajad saabusid t&#228<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />selt 00:00 meid tervitama Ã¼he suure platsi purskaevu kÃµrvale. Selle kahe tegusa tunni jooksul sai uuritud vÃ¤he seda uudset ning huvitavat linna ning selle imelikke elanikke. Platsil oleval restoranil oli kaks mÃ¤rkimisvÃ¤Ã¤rset paarikest klientideks. Noorem paarike ei saanud oma toitu sÃ¼Ã¼a, ega jooke juua, kuna suud tegelesid millegi muu kui sÃ¶Ã¶misega. Ãksteisega amelemist ei l&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />etanud nad ka siis, kui restoran kell 23 suleti. Teine paarike oli vana. Nad istusid kahekesi, teistest eraldi ning ei teinud muud, kui vahtisid tegevust platsil. Nad olid veetnud seni vist liiga palju aega koos, kuna vÃ¤ltisid Ã¼ksteise pilke paaniliselt ning vaatasid pidevalt erisuunas. Niiviisi platsi Ã¼le valvet pidades nÃ¤gid nad, kuidas Ã¼ks idioot Ãµhkis ning loopis oma s&#245<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />ru paugukatega, mida ta kuskilt ostnud oli ja see paarike ki... ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2007 15:26:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Nice to returnt to my DA page. So many deviations and none from me. I'm in a dilemma, whether to start taking pictures of my works I have done or not. I have also lots of things to do. I haven't done those postcards I have promised. I haven't forgotten, just I want to think of something, that would be nice. Wait a little more, maybe soon you'll find something in your post from me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>New subject</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 11:02:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Life is weird and I know it now. One period in my life just ended. Now I'm a new man. I have something to live for, I'm not going to die after all! I feel happy and content. I'm going to submit new stuff - I've got alot. I'll do an artdump! This will happen, when I'll have some free time in the middle of this week. Until then, seeya.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 07:40:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ignore my last journal, was done in an emotional state of tiredness.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>See...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2007 15:45:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...pidi olema kommentaar, kuid avastasin, et kirjutan oma tavalist elektroonilise päeviku materjali ning kuna pole seda uuendanud vähe aega<br />
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ma avastasin, et olen alla mäge lännu. koolis on tegemata tööd ja kunstikooli ega autokooli ei jõua ning teisi asju ka ei jõua veel nende kõrvalt nihverdada endale. Kes oli see loll, kes mõtles päevad nii pikaks ja uneaja veel päeva sisse! <br />
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White Stripes-i laulu sõnu: ..and if I'm waisting my time, then nothing can be better!....<br />
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vahemärkusena on sõna rüperaal ilgelt lahe.<br />
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lugesin jevgeni onegini läbi...lootsin sellest enamat. lootsin, et see on arusaadavam. see arvamus põhineb paranoial, et igasse peatükki oli seal tohutult sümboolikat sisse kirjutatud, mida ma sealt ei lugenud välja. ma olen see pime, kes näeb oma vaimuvaeguses vaid juttu ja sinna juurdekäivat huvitavat ning tabavat filosoofiat<br />
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ProcrastiNation - I live there! I can't start studying unless I have done all of the things I can think of in my room. It's horrible, because it's one of my deepest fears - to be a prisoner in your own body, not being able to control it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2007 08:09:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi,<br />
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Laugh at this, it's related to Estonia's events right now: <a href="http://gardistan.blogspot.com/2007/04/red-army-blues.html">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>An Offer [30.04.2007]</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 03:41:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm offering my meat to an interested cannibal out there. There is one catch. I can't bare the thought of being eaten alive, so I offer my fresh corpse, but that's quite a good deal just as well. Write a note or something, if interested.<br />
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It's a sunny day, the smell of assholes is in the air. The blood of russians is hidden in the cracks of the pavement, where the cleaning ladies haven't reached yet. I see rainclouds and lots more of protests coming from the east, from where the sent of hatred has also been oozing out of the brainwashed youth organizations.<br />
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I like the phrase:                            . *<br />
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*it's in development and therefore it's not there.<br />
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oh yeah, fuck the world or if not possible, something diseased, rotten and alive with holes in it<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>Yay</title>
                <link>http://Nocric.deviantart.com/journal/12763113/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 06:10:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's time for an another birthday..no, not Sadam's (he's dead), it's mine. The Dreaded Day has come, when I join the ranks of the 17 year olds out there. Fucking miserable.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>Thoughts. (edited)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2007 06:20:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ An extract of thoughts today:<br />
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...I hate the way Russia is acting with our country, it's supposed to be independent, but Russia still doesn't want to admit it. We would like to have good relationships, but Russia doesn't seem to think likewise - so it's supporting youth organizations on a national scale to conduct their policy and it's paying people to riot and fight and protest against the moving of the Bronze soldier. We are moving it, not destroying it like Russia itself is doing right now to several other statues like this one. We are decently reburing whatever remains we will find there, not smelting it or throwing it in the trash like you-know-who is doing. They all have a grudge against us and they are using this situation to get it all out...   <br />
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Link to :devsevarly:'s journal - read it to find out more and see pictures <a href="http://servaly.deviantart.com/journal/12764549/#comments">[link]</a><br />
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Nõustun kõigiga, kuid vähem virisemist ja arutamist ning rohkem TEGUTSEMIST, lähme võtame lipud välja, protesteerime nende vastu! me ei saa istuda kodus ja tippida vihaseid kommentaare, mis küll näitavad, et arvame sama moodi nagu teised, kuid ei aita kaasa.<br />
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(Kas ei ole mingit organisatsiooni, vabadathlikute gruppi, millega võiks liituda, et midagigi teha enne seda, mis nüüd tuleb? 9.mail on siin põrgu.)<br />
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Hääletage oma kodumaa poolt Eestlased, olgu see venemaa või Eesti on teie valida, kuid kui see on esimene valik, siis küsige endilt, mida te siin veel teete?<br />
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<a href="http://www.eesti.portal.ee/index.php#h22letus">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Nocric</author>
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                <title>Exhibition in Rocca al Mare is up!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 13:19:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ About time I updated this old yellow-paged dusty place of a place. Don't have much to say. <br />
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I have an exhibition. It's called "Horses and Naked Women" - for real, that's what's it called. It's in Rocca al Mare school. It's on Vabaõhumuuseumi tee 8. You can visit it anytime really, because the guards are there all night long, just if you happen to drop in at 2 am they might ask, what are you doing here. You can see it from the front doors even, it's on the walls of those big yellow stairs. Come and take a look, you might not be disappointed at all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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