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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 12:40:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ New Journal Entry.<br /><br />That is all.<br /><br />Proving I am still alive.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Hmm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 22:38:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate abandonment. And it keeps on happening. Over and over and over again.<br /><br />Why do people fuck me over? Why do I LET them fuck me over? Damnit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Geology.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 12:19:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ We were talking about earthquakes (more specifically seismographs and s/p waves) in Geology, the subject that just might bring me to tears (yeah, it already has, actually). In any case. The instructor asked a question to the class at large. I'm usually REALLY quiet in that class. But I murmurred something borderline audibly. He looked at me (SCARY) and told me to speak up. <br /><br />Turns out I was right. <br /><br /><br />So that made my day okay. And I feel like maybe I can do this class from now on...because he's NOT a complete arse. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Please Read (Graphic In Some Areas)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 12:14:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's now time for  a little history lesson. It's deeply pertanent to my life, yes.<br /><br />Let's go back to August, 2000. The 2nd to be exact. I was 11 and living with my adoptive mom, a single parent. I had just gotten back from camp in the proceeding weeks, and had become accustomed to sleeping on the couch. Why? Don't ask me, I'm really still not sure. In anycase, I was in the living room, which was very near the kitchen, which was attached to the garage.<br /><br />I woke up to screaming, mom's screaming, from the garage. I didn't really understand it, thought maybe she'd seen a mouse or something. I got up to investigate, and I distinctly remember looking at the doorknob to the garage before I saw something pretty terrifying. My mom swung the door open, but I seriously didn't realize it was my mom. What I saw was a figure on fire. Not just like a little spark or anything. Full fire. I screamed to her "MOM! WHAT HAPPENED!?" and in the same panicked voice she replied "It was an accident!  A terrible accident! Call Sue!" Our neighbor, Sue was the only one who would probably be home. She lived just around the caldesac, about two minutes away. When I called her, she didnt seem really panicked, I learned later that it was because Sue took me shouting "My mom is on fire!" to mean that my mother had been burnt by the stove or something.<br /><br />At any rate, when Sue arrived, she was in for a shock. She screamed as well, as my mother's body was now blackened by her intense burns, though she was still able to talk and breath. Sue ordered me to go to her husband and get him to help. That was the last time I saw my mother.<br /><br />I ran. I've never run so fast in my life. I doubt I ever will again. And I also hope I'll never have to. I got her husband out of bed, but I didn't go back to my house. I was scared. And it was probably for the best that I didn't go back.<br /><br />At around 11.45am (I THINK), perhaps an hour and 15 minutes after everything started, I was joined by my pastor, guardian, and a police official a Sue's home hoping against all hope that maybe. Just maybe my mom would make it. The phone call came. She didn't make it. Needless to say I was shocked. Couldn't bring myself to cry. Not for the rest of that day. Everybody tried to feed me, but I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I was useless. Sue's family of 6 took me out to her husband's mother's home for dinner that night. I didn't eat anything. I just kind of sat there. That's shock for you. You don't really do anything. You can't.<br /><br />I later learned that it was suicide; not an accident. Something that was obviously intentional.<br /><br />My life from that point has changed incredibly. Some ways good. Someways bad. The one thing I know is that I have friends to help me out. These people don't mind it when I need a good cry or when I want to share something I remember from way back in the day. Sometimes I don't even know why I get emotional--it's really difficult to remember the woman for whom I mourn. <br /><br />I want to make it very clear that all of my friends are the most supportive and lovely people I have ever met, and I'm so thankful I've met these incredible people.<br /><br />Along with this, however, I have to put it out there that people have been very persistant in asking me to do stuff with them this Saturday (8 year anniversary of...yeah). I love you all for this. I really do. But please. I'm going back to MN to be with my family and then spend a day with my extended family (love you Lyra, we'll always be like sisters). I have the day taken care of. And I'll be fine. I appreciate your offers. I keep thinking, however, that you all want me to be with you, out in the open, in order to make sure I won't do anything to myself. That may not be the case. But it's how my head translates it, I guess. I know you all care about me, but know that I'm never going to do anything to myself. I'm not gonna try to take an "easy way out".  I love you all for helping me through in this time of need, but I have that day taken care of.<br /><br />I ALWAYS appreciate a phone call, e-mail, IM, or even something on my wall here on Facebook, so feel free to do that. I'd absolutely love it. But I've definitely got Saturday under control.  I'm not trying to sound mean or anything. I'm just telling you guys what's up. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br />Again. Thanks so much for the support. I really REALLY appreciate it all.<br /><br />I attached a music video by Phil Collins called "You'll Be Here In My Heart"; it was sort of like a theme song for my mom and I. We played it at the funeral, which was absolutely PACKED...I just thought I'd include it. <br /><br />Thanks for reading, guys. I love you all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh, Look! Chain Mail &lt;3</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 14:06:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rules: Go to Google and search the phrase. Tag 3 friends.<br /><br />Use the first thing that comes up that makes sense.<br /><br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] needs" in the Google search:<br />A: "Factory amp needs to be plugged in for speakers to work?"<br /><br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] looks like" in Google search:<br />A:...I quit, my name sucks. <br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] says" in Google search:<br />A: D:<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] wants" in Google search:<br />A: Wants Jezter, duh.<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] does " in Google search:<br />A: UHHH<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] hates" in Google search:<br />A: o_O<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] asks" in Google search:<br />A: O_o<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] goes" in Google search:<br />A: o-o<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] likes " in Google search:<br />A: Jezter makes cute kids? D:<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] eats " in Google search:<br />A: Dehh <br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] wears " in Google search:<br />A: O_O<br /><br />Q: Type in "[your name] was arrested for" in Google Search:<br />A: So yeah.<br /><br />I tag... NitrusOxide ReallyCrazy and 0Notepad0<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well. It's Been A While.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 01:04:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well. It's been a while.<br /><br />And I'm quite exhausted. Almost to a point of...sleep?<br /><br />x3<br /><br />Yes. Well. On to business. <br /><br />I have not been very active on dA for a long time. I wish to change this. I really do.<br /><br />The problem is this, friends: I have two jobs now.<br /><br />"BUT IT'S SUMMMMMMMMMERRRRR!" you may all be yelling at your various monitors. This is true, and yet. Work. I. Must.<br /><br />I shall be working in the office of one of the big-timers at UWRF, which will basically mean catering to the whims of the folk who work there. AKA, I will be the Provost's Office's Bitch. Lovely. I know. Believe me. I know.<br /><br />The second job is a bit more interesting, I must attest. My title will be "Administrative/Productions Assistant", and I will be earning a large sum of money come the end of the summer. <br /><br />I'll be living on campus at UWRF. Yes, they have internet. Yes, I'll have my laptop. Yes, I'll be on MSN/AIM/Yahoo/Furc/Whatever. No, I don't believe I'll have a whole HELL of a lot of time to be online, though that's been said before and I've found ways around it x3<br /><br />In any case. I thought perhaps an update was in order, just in case there were some of you who didn't delete Journal Alert Thingers <3.<br /><br /><br />Thanks for reading, and happy trails.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 03:57:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ (((For all of you that dont care: I'm sorry >&lt<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />))<br />
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Somebody has to do something about it. I dont like Britney. At all. But nobody, especially a parent should be able to get away with suicide. That's where she's headed, and it's not fair to do such a thing to any fans and it is ESPECIALLY unfair, even criminal to do to her children. <br />
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I'm a child of suicide. So I'm saying from experience, not talking through my a$$.<br />
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And I'm not going to go on about how we should "Leave Britney Alone"; on the contrary, I think too much time has gone by that we HAVE left her alone. The woman needs HELP. <br />
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 Perhaps its not that I dislike Britney, and more that I dont like the publicity. I cant say I know this woman, just the things I see/hear about her. But again, she needs HELP.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>:]</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 18:10:09 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Fuck.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 17:33:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah. I'm officially quitting on this. I've had enough of the constant struggles. I've been through enough of them in my fucking life to know better than to really push myself over the fucking edge with this one.<br />
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You know how they say that college has you walking in, thinking that you know everything there is to know, but walking out, as if you don't know anything at all? Well I don't doubt that....at all. But guess what? considering the fact that when I was young I was always told I didn't know anything to begin with, college might JUST be the end of me. <br />
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Not even trying to be funny here. I'm seriously sick of this structured environment SHIT.  It's fucking ridiculous. Judge me as you want, but if you know me and you know my history, I think you can damn well BET I've done my time with heartache and misery.  I don't need anymore.<br />
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I have also just been informed that I will be out on my own after the first of next year.  Parents are "Sick of my shit", ha. So no more car is basically what that means...or much "fun cash"....or any cute college boys....oh and no money...til I get my dream job of spit cleaning G.W.B's shoes.<br />
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Therefore, I've had enough.  I'll be dropping out at the end of this semester, I'll work on finding another job from now until then.<br />
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Lata.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Weekend [as posted on Connect.KDWB.com/Jessi]</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 16:04:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ X]]]]  <br />
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If you know me or you've read some of my blogs, you probably know what I'm referring to...  <br />
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Then again maybe you don't.....!!! xP  <br />
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[*I went someplace really fun this Saturday.  REALLY FUN.  And I needed an ID to get in...got a good idea yet? Haha.  Best part of it was that I went with the guy I met online...the one I was talking about in the last post.]  <br />
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Tragically, though, I must admit something: Yet again, I neglected to rape him.  I'm slightly disgusted with myself now. Numerous opportunities presented themselves, too.    =[    <br />
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I saw a bunch of the homeless, though--educational, yet generally disturbing.  There was one in a plaid jacket-type thingy--he offered me...something, though I don't remember what, the plaid kind of threw me off--who I named Slick.  Then there was one that seemed to be reaching towards us either for money or for some grabbing--I call him Stretch.  And then there was the one who roamed about talking to himself and yelling angrily at imaginary things.  I named him Bumper.  Like I say, generally disturbing.<br />
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I love outtings like that x]]]]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>IRL</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Oct 2007 16:01:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This Sunday I finally met this one guy I've been talking with online.<br />
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Really, that's all the journal should have to include. That's big enough news.  I mean I didn't even get to take advantage of the boy (WHO APPARENTLY WANTED ME TO DO SO), but yeah.  <br />
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Aso: I've been dubbed "DJ Makes Me Happy in The Pants", which I am.<br />
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<a href="http://www.FreddyandTheDials.com">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It's Finally Happened.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 09:05:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well. It's been forever.  I'm usually on Connect now, though.  Haha. I've had about 2774 hits on there, so you probably understand, yes? xD<br />
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Alright.  I think I must be growing up or something...because for the first time in my life a guy made a move on me.  Lemme set it up for you: We were sitting on the couch, side by side.  His hand somehow wound up near my leg and his pinky-finger was kinda twitching...or so I thought....for like a half hour.  After that, he kinda started going all over.  But like not inappropriate.  He was really slow and gentle and stuff...and it wasn't like just on the side of my leg, but on top and stuff.  Haha.  Best part?  We were watching South Park and he wouldn't look at me.  <br />
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How rit-ahh-did is my life? Gad.<br />
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Also, here's some schweet new music I found: <a href="http://www.freddyandthedials.com">[link]</a><br />
I gotta say that I love these guys.  Addictive, they are.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>You KNOW You Wanna....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 14:49:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.connect.kdwb.com/jessi">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Not So Great [as posted on Connect.KDWB.com/jessi]</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 20:32:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wednesday, September 12, 2007, 10:23 PM CST [General] <br />
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Yeah. So right now things aren't so good. I feel like crap.  I feel useless and stressed and stupid all at the same time. I'm considering just being one of those people that just sit there and do nothing all their lives.  Seems a lot more rewarding than this. I feel like I can't make a difference and that the world just has to stay the way it is. I'm nothing more than a speck.  I'm useless.  I'm not asking for help.  I'm not asking for sympathy.  I'm just trying to say that I'm not myself anymore.  I can't even make sense out of myself.  I dunno what I'm doing here.  I just dunno anything.  I'm just useless.  lol.  There's not much else to say.  This is the low point, I'll bet (HOPE).  Because I was seriously looking to score some grass yesterday.  And now I hate myself for it.  I considered stealing some alcohol from my aunt lol. I'm dumb.  I can't help it either. I dunno what's wrong with me lately.  I just feel like bawling my eyes out and making sure nobody's around to see me.  <br />
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Sorry that I'm not myself.<br />
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Do me a favor and don't respond to this blog post; that way I'll feel less ashamed of myself.  I just thought you had a right to know what's going on.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm AWAKE (" as KDWB Blog)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 04:49:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wednesday, September 5, 2007, 05:37 AM CST <br />
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So here's the deal: I'm AWAKE.  Apparently I have to wake up pretty early in order to get to college on time; commuters have a long way to walk.  Today's the first official day of classes and I'm still sitting here in my pajamas....blogging on Connect....<br />
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Anyway, I went to the commuter orientation thinger yesterday, which was kind of scary, but I feel good that I got through it. =]  I got kind of depressed once they were like "If you have a 10:00 class, make sure you're here for a 9:00", at which point I turned to my neighbor and made a smart-a$$ remark like "your mom has a 9:00", or something equally unrelated.  So I plan to wake up at 5 every morning.  To me, that's easier: I have a full 3.5 hours to get myself ready for class and I won't miss the Dave Ryan in the Morning Show.  =]<br />
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 Thanks for reading, and take care!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Over The Hill and Back Down Again. </title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 10:15:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So it is now that time of the year to which I so look forward: MY BIRTHDAY! It is tommorow, Sunday, September 2007.  I'm quite excited. I shall be 19 years old, which is, needless to point out, over the hill and back down again.  <br />
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I'm kind of excited, except for the fact that for my belated birthday present I get college. That's right, kiddies.  College begins Wednesday, September 5th.  Aside from the dance class I have to take, I'm psyched.  I'm ready for this new adventure.  Am I nervous? Of course.  But I always have the support of my friends and family.  I think I should be okay.  <br />
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I gotta go and help my aunt with some house work.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm just a great, awful prat, then?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 14:59:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [[originally posted Journal Entry: Tue Aug 7, 2007, 2:42 PM ]]<br />
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Ugh.....There are now 2 weeks 'til I'm off on my little adventure called "College Life".  I'm pretty excited, but I also know that I'm going to have to really say a lot of goodbyes. I know I don't have a heavy schedule for the semester, but I doubt my free time will be spent much on the internet as it has been for these past summer months.  <br />
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I thank you for watching my art, reading my journal, and for just being there for me.  <br />
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That little internet scare thing I posted last week's not over yet, but I'm steadily coming online.  Don't be offended that I don't get back to you as quick as I used to--that's just the way of the times for now ^^.  <br />
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I suppose what needs to be said at this point is that I have really valued the comments and critique you all have offered me, they have helped.  I'm changing into a different person, as can be (hopefully) seen through my journals.  Thanks. You guys helped.<br />
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I'm not one to keep rambling too much, but I just wanted to make sure that deviants like <a href="http://edocatastrophi.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/e/d/edocatastrophi.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconedocatastrophi:" title="edocatastrophi"/></a>, <a href="http://nitrusoxide.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/i/nitrusoxide.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconnitrusoxide:" title="nitrusoxide"/></a>, <a href="http://voice-of-the-dead.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/o/voice-of-the-dead.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvoice-of-the-dead:" title="voice-of-the-dead"/></a>, <a href="http://sharingan134.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/sharingan134.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsharingan134:" title="sharingan134"/></a>, and even <a href="http://genericdreams.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/e/genericdreams.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icongenericdreams:" title="genericdreams"/></a> know that they've really helped me this summer.  <br />
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So to everybody on deviantArt, but <i>especially</i> to you guys who are reading this, I thank you.<br />
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Take care!<br />
~PreArtemis.<br />
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Correction:  <br />
...I just wanted to make sure that deviants like <a href="http://edocatastrophi.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/e/d/edocatastrophi.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconedocatastrophi:" title="edocatastrophi"/></a>, <a href="http://nitrusoxide.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/i/nitrusoxide.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconnitrusoxide:" title="nitrusoxide"/></a>, <a href="http://voice-of-the-dead.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/o/voice-of-the-dead.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvoice-of-the-dead:" title="voice-of-the-dead"/></a>, <a href="http://sharingan134.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/sharingan134.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsharingan134:" title="sharingan134"/></a>, <b>AND ESPECIALLY <a href="http://genericdreams.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/e/genericdreams.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icongenericdreams:" title="genericdreams"/></a>(!!â¥â¥!!)</b> know that they've really helped me this summer....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Not Gonna Lie.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 17:03:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Not onlining for a while; Im in some trouble right now.  All I can say is that chatting online with people you <i>think</i> you know won't do anybody any good. EVER.  <br />
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I'm in not in harm's way physically; I'm just not gonna be on so much.<br />
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<i><b>Be careful who you talk to online. </b></i><br />
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* * * * * * * * * * *<br />
2 August 2007:<br />
<br />
Right. Well what can be said after yesterday?  I can only say that I'm shocked... We're still reeling here, as mum was very close to the place where the bridge collapsed.  We're thankful she's okay, and very concerned for those whose mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, sisters, brothers, cousins or friends who are not.  <br />
<br />
Stay safe, everyone.<br />
<br />
(For those who don't know what I'm talking about, <a href="http://www.yahoo.com/s/642630">[link]</a> should explain it all.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>My Luff.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2007 17:14:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><b><u>I â¥:</u></b></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><br />
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<a href="http://nitrusoxide.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/i/nitrusoxide.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconnitrusoxide:" title="nitrusoxide"/></a><br />
<blockquote><a href="http://edocatastrophi.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/e/d/edocatastrophi.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconedocatastrophi:" title="edocatastrophi"/></a></blockquote><br />
<a href="http://voice-of-the-dead.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/v/o/voice-of-the-dead.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconvoice-of-the-dead:" title="voice-of-the-dead"/></a><br />
<blockquote><a href="http://crashfusion.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconcrashfusion:" title="crashfusion"/></a></blockquote><br />
<a href="http://happyandlost.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/h/a/happyandlost.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconhappyandlost:" title="happyandlost"/></a><br />
<blockquote><a href="http://genericdreams.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/e/genericdreams.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icongenericdreams:" title="genericdreams"/></a></blockquote><br />
<a href="http://sharingan134.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/h/sharingan134.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsharingan134:" title="sharingan134"/></a><br />
<blockquote><a href="http://turtleboi87.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/u/turtleboi87.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconturtleboi87:" title="turtleboi87"/></a></blockquote><br />
<a href="http://flare921.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/f/l/flare921.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconflare921:" title="flare921"/></a><br />
<blockquote><a href="http://keerainsane.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/e/keerainsane.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconkeerainsane:" title="keerainsane"/></a></blockquote><br />
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<sup>Possibly <i>the</i> coolest people on earth ^^. I love you guys <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />.</sup><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>almost to 24</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 04:00:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So... I'm almost to 24....hours of being awake. Yep. Couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind. Like I'm worried about college and stuff... and work and all that.  And friends and how we'll stay that way during college.... and I dunno what I really want outta my life anymore. I dunno what I want to do.  This feeling of restlessness has been with me for the past two days and wont subside. I could call my friends, but that makes me more anxious. =/<br />
<br />
My parents really wanna make a big deal out of me moving to my aunts' for college, but I've made it my task to disallow such a thing.  I really dont' need new stuff, you know? It's such a nice sized room the way it is.  Just leave it [gah].  <br />
<br />
Just leave it.<br />
<br />
*   *   *<br />
And then there was the rest of my day...  When I got to work [and I was covering somebody else's shift], I get greated with "Run this" (see I work at a clothing place, people try clothing on and they need to be run back to their proper places).  No "Hey, how are you?" or anything like that.  It was more like a demand... And that kind of hurt. I know I'm not the warmest person in the world, but it appears as if I work there only for the purpose of running clothes back to their proper places.  Later on in the middle of my shift I got really irritated again.  Sometimes people working the fitting rooms decide to let the clothing pile up.  This time it got ridiculous and no one was doing anything about it.  So what do I do? I run it. Because nobody else would.  And I got so irritated.  Later on I felt guilty because I know for a fact that I could just as easily ask for help, but I refuse to do so for fear of making somebody irritated. So I take on everything. :<  Smart, eh?  <br />
<br />
Gah. I should prolly get some sleep tonight, huh?  Hope I do. e_e; Thanks for reading ^^.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>yup i KNEW it. ;-;</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 07:31:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I so <i>knew</i> that today we'd see a bunch of HP7 pictures and such.  I spose that makes sense; it's, arguably, the biggest thing of the summer and everybody's psyched about it.  I ain't gonna lie--I reserved a copy of the book and should be picking it up in a few days.  But really, why scan it and post it on deviantART?  Most likely, I'm the only one who is irked by this.  ><<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>All's I Gots to Say...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 20:33:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qg1ckCkm8YI">[link]</a><br />
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<br />
<br />
<i><strike> [Come on... No hatemail!! I â¥ this video!  ^^.] </strike></i><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Whew!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 20:37:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well... Today was pretty much <i>awesome</i>--got to hang out with some of my closest friends before I'm off to college.  Also went to Walgreens to pick up the art supplies I needed (That's right, I'm not the kind of artist who needs a shitload of expensive equipment-- .7mm mechanical pencils, black thin Sharpies, and a small drawing book are all I need to make something cool ^^.).  So MAYYYYYYBE I'll finally get to drawing a little more for the deviantARTISTS aboard my Watch List.  <br />
<br />
There you are. Something we can all look forward to!   Hopefully I'll have something new very soon, right?  For now, though, I am EXHAUSTED.  <br />
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So uhh..... Cheers and such?  ^^.<br />
----------------------------------------<br />
P.S. Thanks for the add, <a href="http://turtleboi87.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/u/turtleboi87.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconturtleboi87:" title="turtleboi87"/></a>.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Slow, Mmmkay?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 19:05:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yeah. I'm really slow on this whole "Post a new Journal" thing. So what? This is why I came to America... Right?  I dunt have much to say, though, so dunt complain ><.  <br />
<br />
Basically, I found a camera in our home.  Granted it has 3.2 mp, it should work for some of the pictures I want to take. That might start as soon as wednesday--I'm chilling with friends in a nice town, so good photo ops [???].<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Camera Action.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2007 16:17:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i><b><u>Muh Choice Cameras:</u></b></i><br />
[btw psp now working with dA. That's right, but I didn't "beat" the system. Yeah. I <i>violated</i> it. ]<br />
<br />
<b>Canon Powershot A640</b>~ $182-449.99<br />
<a href="http://rd.ss.yahoo.com/SIG=19lmga8a2/M=510230314.0.0.0/D=shp/P=f2o1m1h013000000/S=14489115:GRID/G=.31/I=10/A=1/R=0/J=1184458600011434.7af75d2b3/cid=95940290/lnt=1;_ylt=Am7gEd258XPHC0VXOP7Jd90bFt0A;_ylu=X3oDMTBuYjFmYmVoBF9zAzIzNTAxMzc5BGx0AzIEc2VjA3Ny/**http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fgp%2Foffer-listing%2FB000HARTYI%3Fie%3DUTF8%26condition%3Dused%26tag%3Dyahoo-ce-mp-20%26creative%3D380349%26creativeASIN%3DB000HARTYI%26linkCode%3Dasm">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<br />
<b>Canon Powershot A550</b>~$117-200: <br />
<a href="http://rd.ss.yahoo.com/SIG=1dl168d7e/M=510289179.0.0.0/D=shp/P=f2o1m1h013000000/S=14489115:GRID/G=.48/I=6/A=1/R=0/J=1184458694989765.b8abec7c0/cid=95940290/lnt=1;_ylt=AhhrdKT0ZtkcqrQmiui1RZAbFt0A;_ylu=X3oDMTBuYjFmYmVoBF9zAzIzNTAxMzc5BGx0AzIEc2VjA3Ny/**http%3A%2F%2Fcircuitcity.rdr.channelintelligence.com%2Fgo.asp%3FfVhzOGNRAAQIASNiE1JcQRdnEj92Z1EABEwOaGNYH1sPFnEOcGthHQIHEABlYVtZW0YBDnJYV1A3NGkCHUdHT3ExBhEIBkgqRyowKgNRX10WPDELTAMcTDsRJytsZldJDAZ5PQYHVkIWbAkdCQIgJSFfW1FXUGJjXlFYVVIsRyArN0gPU1lfAG4MDwIWTypWJ2ttC1FAXlQwNgpeVxBNN1xPVkBseg%3D%3D%26nAID%3D1038957">[link]</a><br />
<br />
I'm thinking the first is the winner.  <br />
<br />
Thoughts?<br />
<br />
Maybe some suggestions on what to do?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Lumos Duo.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 13:23:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [[[FYI I CANNOT CONNECT TO dA FROM MY PSP. I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO ANSWER ANY POSTINGS/WHATEVER UNTIL MONDAY, BUT PLEASE MESSAGE ME CAUSE I GET BORED X3.......THANKS FOR MESSAGING ME GENERIC. YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CARES XD]]]<br />
Okay. Lots to discuss, yet so little time. <br />
<br />
<b><i>Art</i>icle 1.</b><br />
<br />
Yesterday night at approximately 11:59pm, the fifth installment of the Harry Potter motion pictures came out.  I was hoping to be there, but in the weeks before had been denied the privilege.  Come last night, my dad seemed to have a change of heart--said I could go to it if I wanted to.  Unfortunately, because the chances of my going to the premiere seemed very slim, I had made plans for today... So a midnight screening was simply out of the question. <br />
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<b><i>Art</i>icle 2.</b><br />
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Today I am headed over to WI to look for a new job.  I have such issues with jobs... Like my job is, right now, the only thing that makes me feel really good about myself.  I'm like having seperation anxiety already...I feel like I'm cheating on my current job. It was like this with Little Shop, too.  I didn't want to be in that play anyway, yet I was pushed into it [yeah, yeah, lead role and stuff, but I didnt' wan to be in the thing to begin with =<].  There's nothing to do now but wait and watch.<br />
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<b><i>Art</i>icle 3.</b><br />
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The day before yesterday I was helping my mom go through some receipts and files and such and came across lots of old documents about the time that I was in... achem... crazy camp? lol. Nah it was like this hospital thing because I was a stupid kid from like.... 11-15 years of age.  It brought back a shitload for me. Rightly so, I suppose, considering the 3.5 months I spent there. I was so different back then.. and that's what got me thinking. It's funny because I had this journal I started writing after this guy that I like left.... It was pretty weird. lol. <br />
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<b><i>Uhh....on to Art</i>icle 5.</b><br />
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The next time that I log on, I'll prolly be on my PSP because...well... I'm special? haha. Naw, I just don't want to haul my laptop over the Minnesota border.  They may just check me...and think that is suspicious that a minority like me would have a laptop with her in her car.... crossing the border... to WI.... O.O<br />
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<b><i>Art</i>icle 6. </b><br />
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I do not intend on submitting art until I get my new digital camera. No, I have no idea when that will get into my hands... But I'm hoping soon. I see so much beauty in the world, and I'd love to photograph to share with you guys. ^^. That's right.  All for you.  Okay, fine. I like looking at pretty things and printing them and pointing at them and saying "D'awww.... TUTE!"/"D'awww.... FUNNY!"/"D'awww....[insert appropriate comment here]".  <br />
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<b><i>Art</i>icle 7. </b><br />
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I'm going to try something new to me- I recently requested permission to draw a photo-- that is, I found a cool photo a fellow deviant took and asked for the okay to illustrate it.  I don't know when I'll get around to it, but I think it should come out to be pretty good... I hope xX.<br />
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â«duh, duh, duhhhhh.... â«<br />
Oh yeah, and I talked with an old friend yesterday, very reassuring to know that I still have some kind of charm ^^.<br />
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Thanks for reading ^^.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Short\'n Sweet.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 07:09:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Here it is, short 'n sweet:<br />
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Hannah Montana tops Kelly Clarkson in record sales...Nichole Richie and Christina Aguilara are pregnant...and I'm trying not to come online as often.  There's really only one thing that we can draw from the recent string of events.... I don't know about you, but  I'm thinking this is the Apocalypse, people.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy July 4th</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 04:02:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy 4th of July!<br />
<br />
For today, I'm away in old country to shoot off fireworks and watch the crazies roast things.  XDDDDDDD<br />
<br />
Well, last night I had an epiphany.  I'm spending WAAAAYYY TOO MUCH TIME online.  So I'm going to cut back quite a great deal.  It's just weird to be online for the vast majority of my life, you know? So don't be surprised if I'm not online so often.  <br />
<br />
There are so many other things I could be doing...running [blech], jumping [ew], skipping [oh, god], praying [didn't really have to bring that into this], all though because of my ethnicity you would think I'd have to be well-versed in all these things. xD  <br />
<br />
But seriously, I'll mainly come on for the purpose of uploading.<br />
<br />
-I'm Free!  Free At Last!- ]]></description>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 08:36:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have some uploading to do. Like 2 or 3 pieces.  It's exciting.  D'ahhh..... Right now, though, we're under a tornado watch. So I'm hiding somewhere. Thought I'd just update you on that.<br />
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<br />
And the best part is I still have to go to work in a couple hours x_x ]]></description>
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                <title>Journey.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 08:57:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.completealbumlyrics.com/lyric/131441/Journey+-+Don't+Stop+Believing.html">[link]</a><br />
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I couldn't sleep last night, so I was listening to this song for about 2 hours.  Certainly didn't help me get to sleep X3.  [Here's where my testemony to art comes into play] So I realized that the only way I was going to fall asleep was by creating something visual to go along with the song.  Only then did I fall asleep...and though I didn't get as much sleep as I would have liked, I <i> did </i> feel great in the morning.  Refreshing, yes?  I think the art saved my soul.<br />
<br />
I hold the song really close because we threw off our hats at graduation to it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
Anyway... I guess that whole thing about working more hours wasn't completely accurate, as they are only giving me the hours I want on and off.   It's odd.  But I'm happy.  <br />
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I'm off to browse dA. IM if you need me ^^. ]]></description>
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                <title>Lumos Duo.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 14:28:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ugh.... I have to post this: <br />
 <a href="http://my.earthlink.net/track?id=1018002&add=1&url=/article/tec?guid=20070629/468483c0_3ca6_1552620070629-1091820396">[link]</a><br />
<br />
That's not stupid--It's American Technology Frenzy<br />
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<br />
So today I got off work 6 hours early because of my awesome manager...Who I daydreamed about x_x. On accident (the man's 27, can't exactly justify that).  <br />
<br />
I've been looking into some digital cameras lately and came to the conclusion that I have no idea what I am doing, perhaps someone would be so kind?  The customer reviews aren't helping me very much because they seem to talk about stuff like lenses.... god, I sound stupid. <br />
<br />
 I honestly don't know anything about cameras other than the higher the mp, the nicer the image.  I'm thinking something like either a Canon or a Nikon would be really good, but at the same time I know these are pretty high-end pieces. I'm not sure what to do and utilizing a customer review scares me a little because I'm scared they're going to throw terms at me that will...confuse me.<br />
<br />
I feel stupid now, but maybe someone can help me out a bit.... wait! Just came up with a plan... JUST NOW (XD).  Could those of you who have digital cameras give me the specs of yours?  If its not too much to ask... I think it might help.<br />
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Alrighty, that's not the only thing that's on my mind.  Totally got Harry Potter on the brain, as I have recently been engrossed by the books. I have my reservations about the last book...I'm almost frightened of it.  I always have this thing about the end of a series.  Like I am just finishing <i> His Dark Materials </i> and its taken me over a month... though I breezed through first two in a matter of about two weeks.  I'm sad to let go. Talk about attachment issues!<br />
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Transformers is a movie I'm thinking about seeing. Thing is I have no girlfriends who would want to go with me... that leaves me to seeing it with a boy e_x.  God, I'm 18 years old and still boy-shy.  I think there's something wrong with that, but I blam it on the Christian school I went to (no offense intended).  ><  Isn't that kind of awkward though? I mean seeing a movie with a guy with whom you are not involved?  Hmn. Maybe I overanalyze, but it scares me a little. <br />
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I'm a little pansy. >.< ]]></description>
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                <title>Achhemmmn...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 09:00:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Achhemmmn... <br />
New plans, guys, new plans.  I'm probably going to be working full-time for the next two months...  but not to worry. You guys might get to reep the benefits of my paychecks... which shall be B-E-A-Utah- Full.  After those two months I get to find a job in Wisconson....you know... the one that I'mma maintatain while I'm in college <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />  <br />
<br />
Cheers.<br />
<br />
<br />
Leave me a message: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/58622639/">[link]</a> .<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>...blah...blah...BLAH.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 14:41:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just a quick little note:<br />
<br />
I'm thinking about purchasing a subscription here on dA.  Thing is that I'm not sure at all why I would NEED it. The only way I can really justify this is by saying "Hey, I'm trying to support the deviantART community.  :looks around nervously: But that's IT. <br />
<br />
Gotta go drive the moving truck in a few.<br />
At least I'll have some time to think about it then.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Trucks.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 07:01:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm going to be away today; I'm driving the moving truck. <br />
<br />
sidenote: I'm happy to announce my 500th pageview, which happened sometime around 11 last night.  <br />
<br />
K. Later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Concepts of our Youth.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 11:37:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The thoughts flooded my head...and wouldn't stop.  <br />
<br />
[the first] I'm not a child, and yet not an adult either.  18 is the age that society has told me I have reached adulthood, but it is quite obvious this is only in the eye of the legal system.  But what of the social ballroom?  The dancing, mingling and snifters are available solely to those far more experienced than I.  An exclusive spot, to say the least.  <br />
<br />
[the second] Give and take is the most critical concept for the future generations.  Blessings are most often followed by disaster.  It's equivalent exchange--the world functions accordingly.  Something amazing can happen, like receiving a long-awaited job promotion.  But the result of this acheivement can acheive negative consequences(perhaps this promotion irreparably cripples your social life).  <br />
<br />
[the third] What of life itself? <i> Is </i>there purpose? .....or is the question too general?  Perhaps the purpose to life is shaped by our actions--the decisions we make sculpt our functions.  Does that properly answer the question, or does it dodge the matter completely?  The problem with this particular query is its tendency to answer by raising more questions.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Up Front.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 19:49:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm not going to lie at this point. I have THE LAMEST CD collection EVER to grace this planet. It's a shame, really. But as I think about it... I realize that I mainly listen to the radio, as opposed to CD's.  <br />
<br />
Ahem.....on with other matters.  <br />
<br />
Lately, I've been just ITCHING to photograph... everything.  I've uploaded only the pictures that I have taken with a disposable camera (boooooo), and those are IMPOSSIBLE to edit to my liking (or anybody's I suspect).  I believe I shall have to invest into a digital camera of sorts, perhaps on the cheapish side.  Anyway, I believe Canon's are said to be the best, though they ARE on the spendy side.<br />
<br />
Ah.... I suppose all that will have to wait.  <br />
<br />
It's simply fascinating to me how much inspiration has been slapping me in the face for the last two weeks or so.  When I leave the house, I'll see something gorgeous, worth posting up on dA, or even worth viewing time and again. When that happens, I'll quickly take a mental snapshot of the scene, and try, despite numerous distractions, to keep it fresh in my mind for later. On a good day, I get home and scribble down the main concepts of each piece.  I guess there have been many good days...these ideas are piling up, and I don't know what to do with them.  It's becoming rather... overwheming. I want to try my hand at drawing again, but I am so out of practice that I worry about the way they will come out.  Duh, the only way to get over that is to do it regardless.   However, I think I want to try photography, keep playing with the GIMP, and see what comes out of it.  I suppose I could even draw a bit on the side... but anxieties over it are definately keeping me away from doing thus.  <br />
<br />
I've also gotten behind on my writing. I love descriptive writing, but I don't make time to sit down and do it.  It's irresponsible, really, and scary.  I used to think that I was a good writer, and perhaps that's true.  But I inspected my file full of old compositions and found myself grimacing...intensely.  I had to get out the trusty correcting pen, and honestly scribbled all over every thing I had written in the years prior.  Maybe that's normal, but it's lowered my self-esteem (as far as in the field of language arts).  It makes me doubt my major in college-Journalism.  I suppose I can compose my thoughts into a somewhat organized manner, given time and preparation, but I worry that, even if I sit down for 5 hours a day until school starts, college will only prove to me that I've lost my talent.  This sounds emo-tastic, but I'm only trying to express, for the first time, really, how I'm feeling...for real.  <br />
<br />
But beneath all this apprehension and anxiety, I get an amazing high. It's like I need the stress in order to live, or to feel like I'm living.  Sort of sad, and difficult to properly articulate.  I think it's just knowing that I'm not turning into an insensitive bitch that makes me feel so alive.  <br />
<br />
So beyond all this, I suspect I will do alright.  And really, I'm okay for now.<br />
<br />
Enough of all this useless complaining, yeah? ^^.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hmm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 16:59:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I realized something today, and it kind of bothers me: I am the only employee where I work who is of color. THE ONLY ONE. And I think customers are starting to realize it. People of (mainly) Asian and African decent approach me more than my co-workers, as far as I can tell. <br />
For me, its more of a puzzlement. It's like they won't fire me, but they won't hire anybody else of color... But then again, I suppose seeing their lack of racial diversity, why would anyone consider applying.<br />
Haha. I guess I just worked out my own ponderings in front of you ^^.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Passing Through...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 18:51:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So. Here's the good news: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/58099616/">[link]</a>   <--currently out-of-date. I am fixed now, thanks to a friend <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" />.  Now I'm just bored in general... which is pretty depressing, but you know me ^^ I'll MAKE my own fun.  <br />
<br />
Passed by Hollister earlier today. I honestly couldn't help but laugh...perhaps with more intensity than I had originally anticipated, but it was awesome nonetheless...^^.  It's my mum's birthday today, and she is partying upstairs.  I am down here, though, living for this computer before which I sit.  <br />
I<br />
Am<br />
Lame.<br />
<br />
And yet, <br />
You must still<br />
Love me if you are<br />
Checking my Journal!!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
And I luff you too.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Good.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 10:35:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This makes me feel slightly sicker than usual: NEGLECT.<br />
<br />
Yep. That's RIGHT.<br />
It's been well over...like.... 17 hours since the last time <b> anyone </b> has AIM'd me.  And I feel neglected. ;-;  <br />
<br />
[note from the 'doctor' AKA, my mum]<br />
.....neglect could, at some point lead to greater consequences than the lethargic behavior seen in those who have had limited human contact within their lifetimes; greater results may follow neglect--the individual may turn to his or her more primal instincts--those aimed specifically at survival-at any cost.  <br />
<br />
<br />
Hey, wait a sec!!!! I know how you can help me!!! <br />
AIM Me ;----; help your sick friend.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ooooooooooo...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 19:15:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dude.... I'm So TIRED.  I slept til about 1:00 today and I am still EXHAUSTED (my eyes hurt real bad, GOSH.)  In the mood to watch some Napoleon Dynamite, so I might have to fullfill that urge ^^, shortly thereafter, I do believe I might have to go to sleep.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~PreArtemis</author>
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                <title>Today...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 04:37:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So today has great things in store for me!<br />
I am going to the EP Shopping Center!  <br />
I am going there with my buddy Austen and we have this thing where we just HAVE TO go to Hollister (uhhhh muhhhh guhhhh), were we will sing the "Hollister Song", featured on the Dave Ryan in the Morning Show.<br />
It's the first time I've been "shopping-mall" shopping since I graduated, so even though it doesn't sound like a huge deal, I think it might prove to be SOMEWHAT memorable.<br />
X_X<br />
Woo Hoo.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Post-Occupational Analysis</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2007 18:12:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So here's a new idea I came up with while I was working....<br />
A Post-Occupational Analysis of my Shift.<br />
<br />
The entries would go something like this:<br />
Today, dude, I ran across a set of twins. I work at PlatoÂs ClosetÂ so my basic duty include getting people into fitting rooms [and also clean up after people <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />]  Anyway a girl came up to me, gorgeous blonde hair, couldnÂt help observing thatÂand she wanted a fitting room.  So as a good employee I let her into a fitting room, though not before noticing how many god damn clothes she had e_e.  But thatÂs a separate issue ^^.  Not more than 2 minutes later, as I was running clothing to the floor, she came up to me AGAIN. No WAY could she have tried all those clothes on in that little amount of time, I says to myself!  So I went back to the fitting room area to find that the room I had just put her in still had all her clothing on the doorÂ and I assumed that there was still more in there as well. So I showed her to a different room.  Once in, her mother, who was sitting, told me how I had just "Put them at opposite endsÂ. Now I was REALLY confused.  Soon, from the original dressing room, emerged the girl O.O   IÂve never felt such a private sense of stupidity XD   I see it on T.V. all the timeÂtwo twins walk in and the sales clerk is dumbfounded.  I always thought the salesclerk was stupid.  Guess whoÂs the salesclerk now?!<br />
<br />
Gosh. I'm stupid. -___-;<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>My Plan.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2007 19:47:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ plan: college<br />
who: me<br />
why: because<br />
when: sept 5<br />
where: someplace WI<br />
how: magic university transport<br />
what: COLLEGE<br />
<br />
any questions?<br />
and yeah. ill still be on dA.  im just prolly gonna have a little less time, what with my 2 geography courses....and that one dance class they're making me take.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>oh muhhh gawwwwwwww...............................</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 22:37:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ okay. so here's the plan.<br />
i gotta go to orientation for college the day after tommorrow.... and tommorrow im going to be in WI anyway.<br />
<br />
so this cuts into my life.<br />
I MEAN.....<br />
<br />
hollister...! i was gonna come see you tommorrow....<br />
but now i can't get cancer from your toxic fumes.<br />
it upsets me.<br />
<br />
but now i have to liek plan my future or something. cause im a freshman again. damnit.  i thought i was done with that mess.. but im not.  so i guess i have to accept it, yeah? ><<br />
<br />
<br />
and no, that does not mean that i will be drawing very much. AT ALL.<br />
<br />
cause ill be so busy with college shiiiiat.  im not a happy camper, can you tell at all?? <br />
cause im not. <br />
seriously.  <br />
im not happy. <br />
im tired. <br />
but i want to stay awake.<br />
<br />
<br />
but im more stupid than i am tired. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /><br />
<br />
oh muhhh gawwwwwwww.................................!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>they dunt want music.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 15:12:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ WELL ITS TRUE. THEY DON'T. <br />
<br />
<br />
but why not? i just created the best beats to hit this here bi-otch.  im so upset...i cant upload them to dA. -______-;;;<br />
<br />
ima go make MORE MUSIC<br />
cause<br />
<br />
i want a moment to be real... <br />
wanna touch things i dunt feel... <br />
wanna hold on...<br />
and feel i  belong...<br />
<br />
that was simply emo-tastic.... but more along the lines of my favorite Treasure Planet.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>wonderbra</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 20:52:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ gah. im done with highschool... and i still haven't properly celebrated.<br />
<br />
somebody better send me a stripper... male preferably, but i can deal with a chick with some disproportionate hoots.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>O MAN</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2007 15:08:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ IM DONE WITH HIGHSCHOOL. I FINISHED ON THE 7TH AND I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER.<br />
well... maybe i could...<br />
but here's something TOTALLY awesome:<br />
I work at a place that takes Hollister clothing... and we got about 20 buckets full of the brand in the 4 hours i was working!<br />
<br />
I laughed.... OH SO HARD.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>omiegad...hollister.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 17:50:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so. i went to valleyfair today and counted 88 people wearing hollister.  guess they were from chaska or something =/<br />
<br />
<br />
but that was fun.<br />
<br />
<br />
im tired.<br />
<br />
<br />
again.<br />
<br />
<br />
since hannah's the only one who reads this.....<br />
<br />
fuck it.<br />
i quit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh man...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 06:50:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You'll never guess what I did, or didn't do, last night!!!  I have not slept in about a week (but there have been occasional catnaps lasting around 2-4 hours at a time).  <br />
<br />
So I really have not much to say.  I'm too tired.<br />
<br />
--PreArtemis<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>the countdown is on 2</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 17:17:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I guess I lied when I said I had no finals... Today I had a Modern U.S. History final.  IT WAS NOT FUN. I mean, I had to list the presidents.... and by the by, I TOTALLY DID NOT STUDY FOR ISH.  So I'm a little unhappy....<br />
<br />
But the good thing is that I whipped up a little something concerning the Democratic Presidential debate I watched yesterday.  That, my instructor assured me, would help my grade.<br />
<br />
So, yes.... I'm unhappy.... but I don't have to go to school tommorrow 'til 10, which makes up for just about everything and anything.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />   <br />
<br />
I think it's getting harder for people to be around me.... or something. Because I walked into school and tried to hang out with some of my friends... but they seem to be really pissed at me... like I did something totally unacceptable.  It's weird.  I guess that's their way of coping with separation--pushing people away.  Either that or they truly dislike me (in which case, that's a shame for them... they're missing out on somebody really cool. haha...).  I did that for more than half the year, but I'm learning that coping in this manner doesn't help anyone.  It, in fact, makes matters much worse.  You'll probably regret the fact that you wasted so much of your time and energy avoiding people just because you don't want to experience the pain of losing them, even if it is only graduation.<br />
<br />
Well, my rambling is getting a bit much, yeah?<br />
<br />
--PreArtemis.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>the countdown is on...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 04:09:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright.... I guess the countdown to the last days of high school is on... and im kinda not that excited. I'm too tired. Spent most of last night waiting for my boy to come online..... sad, huh? =/   I think I'll have to quit it too, because I've stayed up for the past week and it's starting to ware on me.  <br />
<br />
But anyway, I have no finals today <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />  Tomorrow, however, I have one in Modern U.S. History.... and I'm not excited about that either.<br />
<br />
Maybe I'm just void of emotion in general, you think that's possible?  <br />
<br />
Haha. <br />
<br />
--PreArtemis.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>myellow.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 18:46:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was senior reception... because we're graduating on thursday.  It still hasn't hit me, I don't think. It's kind of hard to imagine not going to high school everyday, but its becoming more real.<br />
<br />
It's hard, you know? Moving on....<br />
<br />
But I'll hold on... and make it through.<br />
<br />
--PreArtemis.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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