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                <title>Universal Traveller</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 06:57:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's the Freedom.<br /><br />The Freedom is what I Love So Much.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />And we are that free, always.<br />You and me and the world, and each other.<br />To love and always.<br /><br /><i>To love forever.</i><br /><br />To slip and slide in and out of meaninglessness until we can't stand it any longer---<br />We have to Feel ourselves again!<br /><br />And I feel my freedom in Me.<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Re-Shaping Her World</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 00:37:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>in wind she finds<br />her parallel lives<br />are running across the universe<br /><br />skipping and dancing<br />chaos enhancing<br />it's rhythm and v i b e and flow<br /><br />in colours she marks<br />all the thoughts that she has<br />with the pieces of sand<br />all the trust she promotes<br /><br />and scattered through the land<br /><br />spread the childen<br /><br />of a peaceful universe<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /></i> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Depths of the Wind</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 04:17:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Within us all there is a power, a difference. A truth. Within us all lies our creative abilities, our secrets, our stories. Within us all our own truth, our own discoveries. Within us all our own relativity to the very existance that we all share and learn to love. Within us all, our power, our freedom.<br /><br />Our truth, is our world. Our truth, is our freedom.<br /><br /><i>and all they want is the freedom</i><br /><br />-- Broken Social Scene<br /><br />A crazy mind, a quiet mind, a raging mind, a beautiful mind. <3<br /><br />And that's all she ever has.<br /><br /><br /><br />The truth, the light, the way. Within us all. Always.<br /><br /><br />Peace, Love and Prosperity to you All.<br /><br /><3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Peace and SaCliliad</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 21:28:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today, I scattered my peace symbols and <a href="http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com">[link]</a> symbols along the bike-ride home through the long strip on Sydney Road, all the way from Melbourne University headed towards Brunswick Rd. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />I am happy that I am at peace with this. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br /><br />I'm stoked to be back on board and to see you all again, all my love to you, always. x x x<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />~ Sarah Jennifer Dute<br />xoxo<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>To Continue Forward</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 19:49:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright. I'm still here. And I'm glad of that, for sure. <3<br /><br />On the 17th, (I'm pretty sure, anyway) it will have been exactly 1 year since I've moved to Melbourne. And -what- a year it's been. I know I've been on and off of here, for sure, however each person goes through their own phases and growth patterns, and I guess right now this is one of mine. It may feel like quite a long one, but I am opt to let myself know that it'll be worth it in the end.<br /><br />I've got my own place, a bed to sleep on, my computer with me. I've got this bohemian little internet cafe down the road from my place, and plenty of things to occupy myself with if I so choose. I can play the guitar a little better, and I enjoy it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />I've started taking photo's again, and that's definitely lifted my spirits.<br /><br />And I have beautiful friends. That's certainly something precious to me. <3<br /><br /><br />Hope you're all doing well, and good things to you all. x<br /><br />Lovelove.<br /><br />Sarah<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Love is Touching Souls</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 17:15:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ (8)I'm frightened by the devil and drawn to those ones that aint afraid (8)<br /><br /><br /><br />Well, it's been a while, hasn't it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />My pardons to those folk who have been sending me messages and notes- I will get around to these in due time. For me, it's been a bit of an uncertain time at the moment, and I'm having difficulty coming to terms which what this all means.<br /><br />People say that life doesn't always go to plan, and I guess I really like to think that deep down, even if the waters seem storm-ruffled, that's just the tossing and turning of life in order to reach the calm at the end of the swim.<br /><br />Perhaps that's what makes the beautiful moments so beautiful. Is feeling the moments of chaos in this life... I just don't ever really like feeling the chaos. I guess that's how it works, hey *chuckles*. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> The good feels good. The non-good feels non-good. *nods* That seems to make sense.<br /><br />I'm about to make my way back to my new place closer to Melbourne city with two giant canvases. It's raining in heavy spurts, the wind occassionally tickles my sense of direction and my little room here out in suburbia feels almost part of my memories for good. There are so many more things I have in mind than this move, but at the moment, it seems rather all pervasive. I'm looking forward to the day when I can lie back and finish a book. Y'know, that's what I'll aim to do. I'll finish a book. Seems like a small start, but it's something. And I know I'll feel better for it.<br /><br />(it's not that I haven't finished books before, it's just that I haven't finished one in a while. And I'd like to. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" />)<br /><br />So. It's started raining again. I'm about to wrap this up, and carry these giant canvases off into the rain. And out of all the choices I can make today, I'm going to chose to -love- it.<br /><br /><3<br /><br /><br />With all of the best wishes until I return,<br /><br />~ Sarah Jennifer Dute<br />xxx<br /><br /><br /><br /><i>... and she wanders through these dark times and the blind, and smiles as she feels her inner light... we're made to burn and shine on bright...<br /><br /><b>lovelove</b><br /><br /></i> ]]></description>
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                <title>Summer fun with Young Love</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Dec 2008 21:48:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey lovely people,<br /><br />I'm sitting at the front outdoor verandah table with my gorgeous little neighbour, Madison. She's 6! We're both having a blast! Here's what she has to say:<br /><br />I am going on holiday with my mum and dad and sister and special me and Sophie and Hugh are on holiday. I am going to vaccuum my house.<br /><br />Woo! Go Madi! <3 She's precious. It took her about 10 minutes to write that, which is pretty good for a 6 year old! *chuckles*<br /><br />Lots of love to everyone, have a fantastic holidays! Madi wants to say ONE more thing:<br /><br />I like GOD because he is special and menkdjkfusoewjfo.<br /><br /><br />Teehee, VERY creative, Madi. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br /><br />God is good, sweet girl. God is good. Simple as simple. Love to all. Happiness is all around. <3<br /><br />xxx<br /><br />Sarah Jennifer Dute<br /><3 *grins* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Last Chances</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 14:46:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wrote out a huge hunk of journal and then got rid of it all--- that's what happens when you stray from things and change music and mindsets and the works. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />I'll leave the title, just for the sake of the connection. *chuckles*<br /><br /><br />Well, this morning, things are good. I had my last exams yesterday--- BOOYA! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> *dances on the spot* So exciting! I celebrated alone. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> *chuckles* Well, that's not true! I celebrated by speaking to lots of love online. Thanks Jase. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> Pardon Art, I fell asleep. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> And pardon Blake, I -was- asleep. *giggles* Hope your birthday night was phenomenal, though. <3<br /><br />Mmmm, well. Lots going on right now. Things are good, life is sweet. I'm staying strong, I'm -feeling- strong, and -genuinely- strong... I think. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> *laughs* Haha, no, there's certainly strength in this, and flow as well. It's as though it's whispering that it's all okay, and always has been, and just would like it if I settle down and keep flowing with the good stuff. Mmmm. *nods warmly, eyed closed, smiling*<br /><br />Poetry time! Yay! Spontaneous poetry time! *grins*<br /><br /><br />Can I feel your heartbeat a million miles away?<br />Yes I can, yes I can.<br />Can I sense your cheekbones touch a grin<br />and your paintstrokes of words, water, colour love<br />flow into forms of art life us?<br />I sure can, I sure can.<br /><br />Can we be made of this?<br />Oh we are, yes we are,<br />How beautifully we are interwined<br />in the actions and movements and wine-and-dinings of life<br />that is us, that is us.<br /><br />I feel your taste<br />I am next to those sensory little nerves<br />feeding them the good-stuff.<br /><br />I am precious with you,<br />We are crystal that fades and reformes and shines forever<br />We are gentle and soft and solid and strong<br />Yes we are, yes we are...<br /><br />We know each other, yes we do.<br />We met in spirit high-school,<br />and we had our special love-affair<br />a thousand years ago.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sarah Jennifer Dute<br />x <3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Sun Is Shining &lt;3</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 21:07:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>The sun is shining, lets go play in the supermarket later today<br />the air-con's on and school is out, I'll change my uniform on the way out</i><br /><br />*chuckles*<br /><br /><br />So, I figure it's time I updated this journal again. Last one was a little melancholic. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />It's a good Sunday, today. I haven't done too much, woke up at about 10:30, which isn't too bad for me these days. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> *laughs* I'd still like to get up earlier, perhaps more like 8:00am. Howeeever, I'll have to make some changes to my lifestyle for this to be possible. Perhaps later on, I'm sure things will swing another way. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />Mmmm. Do-bap-bap-de-ba-be-dap. Hehe. In a bit of a bizarre mood, for sure. *giggles* Ahhh well, I'm having fun.<br /><br />It's interesting, being here on my own. I'm sure I've mentioned this before. I actually feel quite amongst my friends, a lot of the time. I'm just finding friends in different places than I thought. I know I've become a little bit introverted since I've come here as well (feel free to correct my spelling. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />), though I'm not sure if that's still as it is. We'll see. I'm sure I'll change as time goes on. I always seem to (and yet always stay the same! *chuckles*). I guess that's the internal core, of us. Mmmm. Heart, heart.<br /><br />Hey, by the way, thanks for calling me last night, Jase. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> Sort of a weird place to thank you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />, but I just figured I'd say it whilst it was fresh on my mind. Yeah, my phone battery died, don't quite know what happened there. *shrugs* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> Much love, though. Always. x <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Mmmm, well. I have exams tomorrow. *nods, shakes head, grins* Ahhh dear. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> I do love exams. *giggles silently*<br /><br />Things are looking up up up. Generally. Socially I'm still a bit out-of-whack. Oh well. I'm feeling good, just ... elusive? *looks up elusive with word* ....indefinable, hard to pin down, subtle, intangible, vague, indescribable, mysterious, obscure.... yeah, that'll do.<br /><br />I guess this is also another way of me keeping in the social loop. *nods*<br /><br /><br />...Any last comments? Mmmm, no, not really. Aside that I've noticed myself having conversations with <i>myself</i> a lot lately. Interesting stuff. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> I'm not sure if that bothers the people around me or not, though, because in shopping malls and just walking along, I find that generally (and a lot more as of recently, really) people tend to just start conversation with me, or I can talk to a lot of people behind counters of safeway, coles, muffin break, etc, almost as though we were close friends in that moment. Maybe that's just another coping mechanism. *shrugs* All the same, I like it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <i>There is love, there is love to be found...</i><br /><br />Welp. I'm going to go and eat some of those yummy foods I've mentioned in my little side comments/info. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br /><br />Lots of love to you all! <3 *closes eyes, smiles, dancing with you on sunny hills in my mind*<br /><br /><br />x<br />Sarah<br /><3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I Was A Dancer All Along</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 03:26:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>I wake up,<br />it's a bad dream,<br />no one on my side...<br /><br />I was fighting,<br />but I just feel too tired to be fighting,<br />g u e s s I'm not the f i g h t i n g kind...</i><br /><br /><br /><br />I am free. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />x<br />Sarah Jennifer Dute<br /><3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sail Away</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 06:01:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel indifferent, in a lot of ways, right now.<br /><br />I have a lot on my mind, that's for sure. But not a lot that really needs to come out. That's something new for me, I think. I feel more certain now, if that helps. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /><br /><i>I think I understand you more than I gave you credit for, before, Kat.</i><br /><br /><br />I'm not sure entirely what's going on. But I do know what when I just do things, things just happen. *nods* *giggles*<br /><br /><i>To be caught up in a diamond life,<br />Freedom and sparkle dust<br />Sensations of the core of us<br />From dirt to dust to solid trust<br />And we are glistening on.</i><br /><br /><br />Ahhh dear. Wow. Life, life. Life. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><br /><br />x<br /><br />Sarah Jennifer<br /><3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Word Play</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 18:06:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think the things that I hear in my mind come across differently to me than to how I project them afterwards.<br /><br />I'm not sure.<br /><br />I feel a little strange.<br /><br /><i>How do I project this right?</i><br /><br /><br />Let me try again. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /><br /><i>There is love,<br />there is love,<br />within us all I see it shine,<br />within us all are stars so bright<br />a super me and super you<br />to bring a world so super new<br />inside us,<br />love and light.</i><br /><br /><br />This is what I mean. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Ready, Steady, GO.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 03:42:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>Only I will know what I mean in these purest of moments.</i><br /><br />*must find 'cheeky' mood*<br /><br /><br />Today, as I was walking through the numerous shopping malls that lead the way from Flinders St. to Melbourne Central, I had a random tangent of thought float through my head. (or perhaps it wasn't so random at all) It was just a movie-clip voice over, one of many that I get on common occurence. As I was walking through the halls, looking at the stalls and feeling my own footsteps slow down and be recorded in my own mind, the me-voiceover I heard was something along these lines:<br /><br /><br /><i> There are some of us in this world who are superhuman. Who understand something, and who feel it within themselves. A superhuman is a real thing. They may come across as crazy, strange, surreal, unusual, or even twisted. They exhalt traits such as that of empowerment, they can be cheeky, and they are free. A superhuman is not so rare as we may think. A superhuman is merely a human who has decided to live their dream.</i><br /><br />Grinning, tossing a sprouting onion up and down in my hand, I stepped out into the daylight.<br /><br /><br /><br /><b>Just know that I love you.</b> x<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>The Transition</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 07:25:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>I may not have much to give<br />but I have got a purpose<br />and I am gonna live it</i><br /><br /><br />She's a gambler, spinning wheels... -- Elusive, Scott Matthews<br /><br /><br /><br />I feel all over the place. Very mentally. Physically I feel all, well... just... in a constant adaptation to how I live, how I breathe and my feeding patterns. They really are just that. Feeding patterns. They're just lacking much pattern, really, aside from random.<br /><br />Mentally, though. That's what I'm going to talk about. Tonight, (or this morning, rather) I'm feeling the bizarre mentalness. I've been away from my love, and things have already started to happen. Do I really care more about romance than my dreams? Isn't romance -part- of my over all whole-dream? I'm sure it is. I guess maybe this will hurt a little more than I've let on. All the same, we'll see. I still feel strangely strong, and strangely transitioning.<br /><br />I love the text of these journal entrys when you type them. They're so typewriter. <3<br /><br />I feel like pasts are floating back to me and futures are making way, all at the same time. I feel incredibly creative, ...and... driven. I feel organised, but I don't think I am. I don't quite understand it all, but there's quite a calmness about it... and quite an up-beatness about it at times, too. Am I just describing life? Parts of life? *chuckles* Ahhh, good ole answerable questions. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br /><br />Also, I've been going through my photography tonight and I'm going to start updating series images. Not just one-offs anymore. I've been on an adventure (which hasn't ended yet, mind you) and there's not just one photo that sums it up. The many work a lot better.<br /><br />I suppose that'll do for tonight.<br /><br />Just know that <b>I love you.</b> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Sarah<br />x<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I Dream</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 06:51:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>Rough [un-text-stylised] version of a new poem.<br />Thoughts of Melbourne, futures, truths, and knowing myself.<br />With love. xx</i><br /><br /><br />To feel a world inside piano notes playing,<br />Sitting on your lap on the tram into the city,<br />And thinking,<br /><br />What if I hadnÂt done this?<br />What if I had stayed?<br />I canÂt predict my temperament,<br />My choices from day to day,<br />Though you smile and I feel,<br />What am I doing here when youÂll soon be so far away?<br /><br />I dance along the street to Placebo,<br />And find myself laughing,<br />For all of the things that have happened so far<br />Are so bewildering, yet calming, to me.<br />I am here,<br />And stuck,<br />And free<br />And running over and over the things in my head<br />These decisions.<br /><br />I had made movies all in my mind,<br />Love scenes and hair-raging winds,<br />Epic corridors of blue<br />And eyes that feel each others truth.<br /><br />God, if I could make those real with you IÂd die right now,<br />IÂd spread my arms and take flight down the street, singing<br />IF ever a girl I could be, it was me<br />ItÂs why I chose to fall onto this place<br />Where I am bounded by gravity<br />And I would be glad that I donÂt float off into the oblivion<br />When my arms wrap around you.<br /><br />I have strange feelings and thoughts,<br />And bizarre crazy patterns, I know<br />It can be hard to keep up with the cheeky chaos that I conceive.<br /><br />But I have these dreams.<br />And I am straining and laughing and tugging and striving<br />To make them a very real reality.<br />I can only begin to put myself in my elders shoes<br />To feel them walking amongst a world<br />Both shaped and inspired by me.<br />And right now, thatÂs letting me constantly breathe.<br /><br />Blood pumping that we all share<br />You say itÂs only objective air<br />And I have to walk beside you<br />Hands held tight<br />And do my best to not convince you<br />That I, and all of my counterparts,<br />Are not blank bullets in some playgun.<br />---that we ARE  making an impact,<br />Exploding perspectives<br />Engulfing this planet like it were a snack<br />To nibble on gradually<br />And fulfill these strange self-made prophecies without return.<br /><br />I must change this.<br />For so many reasons;<br />We are perfect,<br />And effortless, and growing<br />And I still feel my blood pulse through me<br />In times when we make love.<br />I must support these dreams, these truths<br />Forever locked into my ever-changing essence.<br />My matter seems to lighten when I do,<br />So follow I will and hope that youÂll stay,<br />That be part of this too, you mayÂ<br /><br />The more I say it, the more I know it.<br />I am my own messiah.<br />And I truly am free to be the very best version of me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Shine a Little Light, Give up on Your Pride</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 23:22:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>"Take away all the lonely moments, give me full communication with you..."</i><br /><br /><b>Journal 30 - The Melbourne Chronicles<br />Day 2<br />3:43pm<br />Tuesday<br />9-09-2008</b><br /><br />" <i>'and I built a home,<br />for you...for me...<br />until we dissapeared...<br /><br />...and now it's time to leave again...'</i><br /><br />[I'm not sure those lyrics are entirely accurate, just for the record. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" />]<br /><br />Today is a bit melancholic for me. I've been so docile, and pensive. Thinking about life, the meaning, and everything, so to speak.<br /><br /><i>'I climbed a tree to see the world.'</i><br /><br />Sometimes I feel so silly, I chose to come here, to make an extended life for myself, and I don't feel I've really made much progress at all. All I know is that my happiest memories, my most precious moments, are in Sydney. Where my heart is. I came here and I near destroyed myself, my hopes and dreams. Maybe I wasn't strong enough, *blinks tears away to write clearly* I feel like I'm quitting so much! ...But you know, I think, when it comes down to it, I'll be <u>happier</u> in Sydney. Happier with the people I love. Happier, with my connections. Sydney is my heaven on earth, the place where all of the people who I love are, bar a couple, of course. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> Such as Lane and Natalie Smith and even Jase, Linsie & Katie, Alex & Miles... <i>all of these beautiful souls so far away...</i><br /><br />What did I really draw to myself by coming here? I found out things that I never intended to know... Y'know, maybe I <u>did</u> find out something very valuable--- that <b>human love is the most precious and important love for any living thing to recieve</b>. All of my friends, there love <i>literally keeps my soul alive.</i> And I guess it's kind of funny that it took me moving all the way to a city, away from all of these precious people, to discover that. I know now where I feel I belong. I know now where my most beautiful version lies. It lies not just in my dreams, but in the love, care, and support of the people who surround and are there for me. <i>You have always been there for me, and I am telling you now with all of what makes up me that I am alive because you chose to believe in me, too.</i> You chose to invision me for the greatest version I was, and gave me your strength unconditionally. Well, maybe I am weak, but I know I want to be back there with all of you. Maybe I shouldn't be so afraid of this lengthy separation--- it's really not that long in comparison. But my heart needs your love more than its ever been able to confess up 'til now, and has become smaller without anyone to give its love to. I really understand the importance of learning interdependency.<br /><br />Well, I feel that's all for now.<br /><br /><i>I have never felt so low in my integrity account as I do now.</i><br /><br />I wish that one day I could be the hero for you and me that I dream to be.<br /><br /><br />~ With love, always,<br /><br />Sarah Jennifer<br />xoxo<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fake It Till You Make It</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 23:57:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i> "People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can't find them, make them."<br />              -- George Bernard Shaw</i><br /><br />I think I'm so used to starting off these entry's with the similar stuff I've written before--- just constantly refreshing my memory of how everything is so different yet so the same. Well. I don't feel like doing that right now.<br /><br />This has been the most hectic, adventurous, neurotic, incredible, etc, etc, etc time. Okay, I certainly HAVE said that before, but for goodness sake it's lasted a long time! Or perhaps it just feels that way.<br /><br />Y'know, I don't think it's a matter of which path I'm taking very much anymore; I think it's got a lot more to do with the place I'm headed. And I know direction is important for that, it's just that that's where I've always had my issues--- I've always been so indecisive about how I'm going to get where I want to be; it's been SO broad, and it's been like that since I was yey high *indicates with hand measuring close to ground*. I've wanted to be an actress to a filmer and director, to a drawer and painter, to a photographer, to a graphic designer, to a teacher, a hand model, a writer, and etc etc etc. I've wanted to stay at Uni and I've wanted to drop out. I mean, 'actress', 'writer' and 'artist' may seem like end goals, but are they really? Aren't they just ways that I can shape myself, or other paths that I can choose to be where I <i>really</i> want to be? I really want to be in the most constant happiness available for someone on this planet, and I know these are really all ways of serving that purpose.<br /><br />I guess it's about being decisive about the path to take and the ways to express it. *sigh* Jeeze. Y'know. It's when I get wrapped up in my own head and my own "Oh-god-where-am-I-going-and-who-am-I-affecting-and-why-isn't-this-working" mental pattern that I just forget to do what it is that DOES make me happy, and DOES serve my purpose. And I do want to serve that purpose...<br /><br />Do I really have the strength and the courage to become a servant to my cause to help the world? Right now I know I'm selfish, and I know it's what's holding me back. But then again, I just can't always seem to find the balance. Between little things, even, like what food is healthy and what isn't, and if I really 'need' that Amethyst cave or not. Does it really come down to doing what makes me feel good?<br /><br />I reckon it does. I tend to always do things that don't make me feel good. I mean, for some bizarre reason, I think they do initially, and they I just get all ... ugh. I do some weed thinking (for some bizarre reason, even though it's been proved contrary to me many other times) that I'll have a good time, and 9 times out of 10 I'll end up becoming incredibly paranoid, even of my own family who I love and trust immesurably, and I'll just feel like I'm 'growing old'. I have alcohol, and I don't even like the tipsy effect anymore. I think I spend more time CONVINCING myself that I do than really actually stopping and registering what's going on. Maybe it's a coping mechanism for doing what I'm doing at the time. But I know, I do know. I have no idea why I haven't been able to completely break the habit yet--- maybe I haven't yet completely accepted that I have been addicted to both of them before. Maybe it's the same with all of my 'bad habits'. Some kind of quick-fix, urgency addiction I've got going on. But why? =S I just don't understand. Sometimes I can think so much more clearly than that. But so much of the time I just don't seem to. It's about right actions too, Sarah. Right action is important.<br /><br />I really do need to get to the core of this. YES, it's a need of mine. I want to discover the true principles of this world, and then align my values towards them, so that I find it far more easy to live for them than living for whatever other paradigms are ruling my head right now.<br /><br />That'll do, I'd better head off to work now--- Walkers Doughnuts!<br />And see? Even there, I don't feel as though selling <i>doughnuts</i> to individuals and society is a healthy, forward, progressive notion for our development. That may sound silly and small, but maybe there really ARE no small things. It's just how we 'rate' them. I reckon everything is a big thing, if it impacts people in some way or another.<br /><br />Right, heading off. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />Lots of love, yet again, and always so, to all of you in existance here with me.<br /><br />I love you. <3<br /><br />~ Sarah<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>"Could We Handle Heaven Alone?"</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 05:08:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>-- quote modified from Blake Arius xx <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /></i><br /><br />It's funny how easy it is. All I had to do to be creative was, to, well, be creative. Funny that, indeed.<br />"Easier said than done"... not... true! I know we are all capable of DOING, it's just laziness that stops us. The doing itself isn't hard to me, it's the starting. Big difference. Why have I believed that for so long? ...Have I? *frowns*<br /><br />Well, I know I'm enjoying this. That's what matters. <i>That's what matters...</i><br /><br />Love,<br /><br />~ Sarah<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Alright.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 18:40:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a lot to talk about.<br /><br />For one, I've figured out a dandy plan that if I get two of my assessments done by Monday (pretending that one of them is due a week early) then I get -3- weeks of creative activity before my exams. Worth putting all aside to do that now? Definitely.<br /><br />Two. I'm getting much better at pool. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> It's fantastic, I love the game. It's a more constant thing to get at least three shots pocketed in a row during one game. Woo! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> Still got a lot of learning to do--- my -patience- is the real thing I'm focusing on improving with that game. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />Three. Creative activities! I know my photo's have been minimal (and my creative activity in general) lately, however, I want you all to know that good and wonderful things are on their way, and that is all for now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> No more of me speaking of shaving my hair, and then not going through with it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> No more me speaking of wonderful creative projects that seem to just get put on hold, or not  heard of again. I do have them all in my mind still. It's  just a matter of practical application. Tangibility. You understand. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> *thumbs up*<br /><br />So, now for a bit of a rant on how I am right now. *grins* Ahhh I do love these things. Well, there's been a lot going through my head lately, and I have been doing my best to be strong about the choices that lie up ahead that will affect me and others greatly, I'm sure. In recent events, life with my Aunt has been pretty dandy. I'm really enjoying my work at the coffee and doughnut shop on Flinders St *giggles*, it can be busy but they're always playing this oldies swing music which is fun to dance to in little bursts. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />You get the most interesting people that come into the store, too. There's always this same old guy who always gives us a dollar for a bread roll--- you can tell  he's homeless, and he's such a bizarre, oblivious character to the world, really. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> When I say he can have a bread roll for a dollar (which is how much they are), he always asks with about 10 times more enthusiasm straight afterwards "Can I have two???".<br /><br />*chuckles, ahhh* I've been making a fair few friends that I feel closer to now, finally. Like -genuinely- closer to. We all tend to hang out at the Eagle Bar playing pool, eating wedges and chips and the works and just enjoying our time. It's great going there, walking into the pool corner, and there's the usual gang just hanging there either quietly observing the shot being taken or all heatedly debating the meaning of life or something else or just all laughing or what not. There's always something interesting happening there. And classes of course are lots of fun. I do love my course, but I'm contemplating transferring to fine arts at the end of the year--- we'll have to see how things go, really. I'm all over the place about it.<br /><br />It's funny, that, having my head so undecisive about where I want to be at Uni. I think that's because I'm so undecided about whether or  not Uni is the right place for me to be at all. I'm undecisive about a lot lately, probably more than I'd like, except for one thing. Where I'm headed creatively. I've dulled it down a bit, though. I've discovered my ultimate happiness doesn't rely on being world-known this lifetime. I don't even thing I'm maturely ready enough for that, the way I've been so -aggressively- determined to get there. I understand now that just to be inpspiring, healthy, wealthy, loving and loved will do it for me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I know that's very attainable. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> So, Sarah, let's do this. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Alright wonderfuls. Thank you for listening, and loving, and the  works. I hope your dreams are unfolding as you'd like them to.<br /><br />All my love,<br /><br />~ Sarah Jennifer Dute<br />xoxo<br /><... ]]></description>
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                <title>I Came Here With A Purpose</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 01:10:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I did, you know.<br /><br />I'm back on track. That's as much as I can tell you for now. Less talking, more action, basically. Why is it that it takes me as much time as it does to learn these lessons?<br /><br />So, with Uni life--- not quite sure about it at the moment. I'm feeling really mixed things towards it. For one, I do love the social network I've developed down there, and I DO enjoy my subjects; they're really interesting. Also, the campus is incredibly beautiful, and playing pool at the Eagle Bar rocks. *grins, chuckles* HOWEVER, I -know- that this isn't the road to where I want to end up. It's a road to a different lifestyle, really, and although it'll be beneficial in SOME ways, I'm not sure if it will be beneficial in the ways that I want it to be. I'll think a bit more on this one and fill you in later.<br /><br />Then there's arty such stuff! *grins* Like I said, I'm back on track. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />I'll be hearing more from -you- later, lovely folks!<br /><br />xx<br /><br />~ Sarah<br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Plan</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 05:36:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey there wonderful,<br /><br />It's about time I updated this, I figure, and I've decided to make it as free-flowing and diary-entree-ish as possible, instead of getting up to all of that psychological jargon that I usually put out there. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br /><br />So yeah, feeling good!<br /><br />It's been a while since I've made progress on this. I've been thinking a lot about it, I guess. Just how I haven't been on dA so much, I haven't been as actively creative as I used to be and the works. I claim I've always been a dreamer, but I don't really think that's true at all now. I've had my times of creative energy without any set goal in mind aside from 'creation for pure creations sake', and then I've also had my times of the 'big goal' in mind--- as in, lots of dreaming and no tangible creation. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br /><br />See, thing is, I would like to change that, starting now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> Y'know. Combine the two--- dream, and create. Have a goal, and actively move towards it. I suppose I can start that by updating this site, even if it is only a small step. Sooo yes. That's my conclusion up to this point in my life. *grins* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Also, on more personal news. I saw Blake lovely this weekend from Friday to Monday, and it was wonderful. It was so good to see him again, and I had a fantastic weekend and I feel all energised and inspired and selffull again and it's just great. THank you, Blake. I love you.<br /><br />It also made me realise ---even though I'm loving Melbourne and my new set of fantastic friends down here--- how much I truly love <i>and</i> miss (just a LITTLE bit... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ) all of my wonderful friends up in Sydney. On a specific note to the few I've wanted to give a big hug to and cry on the shoulder of lately during my more emotional times <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />, I miss you Natalie, I miss you Kat, and I miss you Kelsey. Natalie, I'd love to just give you a big hug and a kiss and have a huge gossip about life and the ups and the downs and etc. I love you heaps and hope you're well! Kat, I'm really stoked that you're coming down and I'm so in the mood for a big hug and an awesome Melbourne photoshoot outting and the works. I'm so excited about your career progress, too! And Kelsey, you know you're such a beautiful angel to me and I'm really looking forward to the day when we can go wandering around the neighbourhood speaking about life in general again. You have the most wonderful way of showing me how to rediscover the beautiful little pieces of life.<br /><br />*grins* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Aaaalright, I think that just about does it for now. I know there's only bits and pieces out there right now, though I tend to expand on these greatly, so that'll do for now, I hope I write again soon, and so so so so sososososo SOSOSOSOSOSOSO -SO- much love to you all! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /><br /><br />We make the world a beautiful, inspiring, perfect place. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Love, peace, wealth,<br /><br />~ Sarah<br />xoxo<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Move</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 22:08:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ To those of you whom aren't yet informed, I have RELOCATED--- to Melbourne! The "artistic" city. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> *giggles* And I'm pretty stoked. Things have been fantastic so far, and I've started Uni which is turning out to be more and more incredible by the day. So fantastic! We're on a roll! I've just got to get myself a fairly decently paying job and I'll be estatic! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> (I've done a bit of research on what I want to do--- I think I'll need to turn 18 to do the things I've found that I'm keen on...)<br /><br />So, that is also one of the excuses I'm about to use for my lack of recent activity and future activity on this wonderful website. I'm settling in with my Aunty currently and even though everything's worked out well so far, there's still a lot to sort, including my head and where I want to go from here. I'm feeling confident. Very confident. However, there is a lot to do before I'll be -completely- settled down--- I'll be making another move in a few months when my parents finally sell the house and move down as well. Goodie! For now, it's -over- 2 hours each way of travel to Uni from here, and I'm looking at that as a fabulous reading time, music appreciation time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> and to do some editing work to make me a few more dollars! Thank ye sir! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> All is good!<br /><br />Anywho, my internet time and download isn't as abundant here as it is living with my folks, so I won't be checking on your works as often as I would usually and I doubt I'll be updating anything in a fair chunk of time--- However! Know that I've got a few projects building up in my head (and on paper AND in my camera card) and I'm looking forward to getting more stuff up a.s.a.p...!<br /><br />Until next time, I wish you all the best in happiness, health, weath (as well as the other stuff <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />) and I shall look forward to having more freedom and access in exploring what you're all up to. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> (*hopes that sentence made sense*)<br /><br />Love, love. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> <i>Keep dreaming.</i><br /><br />~ SaCliliad<br />Sarah Jennifer Dute<br />xoxo<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Thinking things through.</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/16465073/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 19:30:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm not sure why it's happened, but I'm really feeling I need to reconnect with the dA community.<br />
<br />
It feels like I've been away for quite a while and a lot of things have changed--- the interest has shifted and I'm always ever curious as to why some artists are so increasingly popular and others don't quite seem to get it up there, no matter how phenomenal their work is.<br />
<br />
Maybe I'm a little miss-guided.<br />
<br />
I suppose really, I'd just like to make more of an effort on here, certainly more than I've been doing, and actually expand my dA network in the community and such. I would really like to learn more about how the people which have made it for themselves on here have done it, and maintained it. Perhaps I'm just lazy.<br />
<br />
I just know I could get more from this... *sigh*<br />
<br />
I'll have to think over it a bit more, really.<br />
<br />
<br />
Anywho, I hope you're all well out there and taking care of yourselves. Keep up the positivity, life is sweet, baby. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer Dute<br />
xoxo<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>The ReVoLutionist</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 19:00:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hellu, all you wonderful people. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br />
<br />
It is high time that I entered another entry--- I used to do these all the time and I want to get back into the habit of constantly updating this site! So! Let's begin. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
Well, about life;<br />
Things are absolutely fantastic right now. I've entered a bundle of photography competitions thanks to Kat for sending me a bunch of different competitions and websites leading to -further- competitions! *grins* Also, thanks to my parents for their support and helping me select my images, and a big thanks to myself for launching me off and actually uploading and submitting my images! Fantastic! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I'm currently working on a painting portrait for the Moran competition which is lots of fun, *grins* so we'll see how that goes. I have also FINALLY completed collecting my images for my art folio, so I'm going to print off a stack of them and e-mail a number of copies out to get peoples personal top 20 favourites in order to COMPLETE my folio! WHOA!!! It's taken so much longer than I thought it would, though! *sigh* However, I'm almost there! Just wanting some of your awesome guidance, baby! *grins* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br />
<br />
Today, I checked the VTAC website and I have been accepted into my first preference course for La Trobe University in Melbourne! I am so stoked! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> I originally really wanted to go to Melbourne University (it just sounds really cool, and it is 'the best&#039<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />, however, La Trobe is pretty fantastic in itself from rumour of reputation that I've picked up on -and- I had a look at the courses to see the difference--- the La Trobe course in Arts gives me all of the options that I would have considered at Melbourne Uni, AND offers Peace Studies! I think that'll be really quite fascinating, and will give me a bit more knowledge when pursuing with my artistic goals. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> Weeee! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /><br />
<br />
Family life = fantastic--- we're all a bit stressed out lately as of the soon-to-happen move down to Melbourne, what with all the organising to do as well as the house being renovated and yet to be put on the market and we're yet to buy a house and sort out me moving down a little earlier and etc, etc, etc...! It's a bit hectic! And a little snappy on all of our parts--- I really want to develop a stronger self control to do with just snapping at little things that irritate me in the family. It's absolutely pointless and there are so many other productive ways I can change the situation. *nods*<br />
<br />
Yeah, I'd say that's a good life update for now! There's mountains more, however another time will suffice for it all.<br />
<br />
Now, to do with dA =  I'm strongly considering making a lot more of my images prints, as I think if I want to actually take advantage of this site and the fact that I have a print account to the full, I've gotta do something about it. *nods* And I will. I -know- I'm going to add more prints and a LOT of them, the question is just when I will start. Hopefully it'll be closer to the recentish future scheme of things rather than half a year down the track. So I think I'll begin to organise that, before Uni starts, especially! Any suggestions, you fabulous folk? I'll start with the most favourited, though if any of you KNOW that you want to buy a print of mine, let me know and I'll get it up instantaneously! *tee hee!*<br />
<br />
Alrighty, that's it for now! I love you all, keep up the fantastic artworks and smile on!<br />
Keep dreaming, keep striving, keep achieving. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
~ SaCliliad<br />
Sarah Jennifer<br />
xoxo<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>The Art Folio</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 17:59:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello all!<br />
<br />
Yes, I know. It's been absolutely ages since I've taken my wonderful dA account seriously, and I can name a thousand excuses including how the HSC was my main focus for a while and how I've currently been getting everything ready to go down to Melbourne and been seeing my friends and the works. They're all included and true. However, my priorities have begun to shift again lately ever since I've begun to organise my Art Folio (which I intend to hand into the Melbourne art gallery, or the Victoria National Art Museum or whatever it's called <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> (gotta look that up! *giggles*). I've been there before, anywho, and it's where I want to get myself known. Right! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
So, yes. It's inspired me to submit things again and I've been going on photoshoots again (thank'ye Kelsey, Dad, and Blake! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />), which makes me -incredibly- happy as I can't stand not being creatively active around this time--- I'd been telling myself all through the HSC period that after it was all over, I could finally get down to organising my Artworks and starting to get my art career in order, and it feels like everything's been happening so quickly and I've been going so slowly! *sigh* All of a sudden Christmas has rushed up upon us all and I'm not even half-way through all of the cards and presents I'm supposed to have completed by the 19th which is the day before we're going down to Melbourne for Christmas for a week ( andwhich is also when I get my HSC results which will determine whether or not I go to Uni! Hoooly shit!). I constantly feel like I have so much to get done and I'm not sure if I'm just panicking for no reason or if I actually AM behind where I want to be! It's very confusing--- my emotions are a bit of a bundle of everything right now, and it's happy and sad and wonderful and melancholic and exciting and nerve-wracking and all the works at once. I really want to get on top of all of these muddled feelings so I can just view the scene a bit more objectively and feel as though I'm being more productive with my time...!<br />
<br />
I actually have done quite a bit, though, in terms of my art. I have quite a few fresh ideas for artworks that I'm really keen on creating and all of my influences and ideas are going straight into a new process diary I've started to fill up. I've also just today completed sorting through my PHOTO'S for my folio (though that's photo's ALONE and I've still got 355 left (down from 1,219 or something, though!) so I want to minimise that further, down to MY top 100, and those fabulous people out there who support me and my work, I would love to (if you are local) give you a copy of the thumbnails of the top 100 images for you to tick your top 20 (or this is my plan so far!), or (if you are on dA or we communicate via the internet alone) please leave me a deviantart note with the links to your favourite images of mine--- this can be up to 20 images... (though that is a bit of a hassle, quite frankly!)... but if that only ends up being 1 or 2 or 3, that's quite fine. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> I'm quite keen on your opinion of my images and if you'd also like to give me any ideas or suggestions that you might have involving what direction I could head towards to achieve this goal of mine, please let me know and leave a contact adress that I can respond to! *grins*<br />
<br />
I think that was the biggest pour out of whatever was in my head that I've had in quite a while on deviantART, and I'm glad to be back! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Anywho, I hope the the past couple of months have been very wonderful for you all and you've all been headed in good directions. Stay happy, laugh lots, life is sweet! You all inspire me bundles. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
Love, love to you all, thank you so much for all of your support, you are all fantastic peopel and artists, keep touch! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer,<br />
-The- SaCliliad<br />
<br />
xxoxoo <img src... ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Bookstore</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/14251032/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 05:58:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> a n d then there was b l u e </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I know this place...<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i>g r e e n came along t o o</i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Phone Call</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 05:44:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> a n d then there was b l u e </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I feel crumpled tissues<br />
ink playing amongst my fingertips<br />
and the thought of you<br />
Pitter-patters of memories and aftermath<br />
My conscious choice to gather<br />
<br />
I feel Mother sitting on the couch<br />
Father at the desk and me inside my room<br />
Repetition of past nights we lie blinded behind<br />
and I smell at the stale and grimace<br />
The door too thick to hug through<br />
My thoughts<br />
too loud to mention<br />
too much not to accumulate<br />
and our lives too stable to re-do<br />
<br />
I feel you and your hands that IÂve never touched<br />
Each book you read as it tickles the corners of my limitations<br />
spreading each paint stroke further<br />
towards the hangings of your room<br />
And the afternoon skitzofrenia<br />
that plagues my decisions from going home<br />
to walking past the smell of coffee beans and creativity<br />
as your fingertips feed<br />
and your notepad consumes<br />
<br />
I feel echoes of this song<br />
on the bus home reading into things<br />
as I crossed the road<br />
whilst every car had somewhere else to go<br />
And I watched the leaves as they started to re-grow<br />
just like my spin on things<br />
<br />
I feel like when I remember<br />
that IÂve still got an extra hour to sleep in<br />
and dream away<br />
Like I feel when I run my hands<br />
through soft warm water<br />
and splash it gently over my face<br />
And that tingle that you get<br />
when your messages magically enter the room<br />
<br />
I feel August, September, OctoberÂ<br />
ÂDecember<br />
and a new move pulling my feet away soon<br />
I feel unsubtle and delicate and true<br />
Like the movie-script mindset emanating<br />
From beneath this skeletal casing<br />
Editing-in snippets of pretty tunes<br />
To moments of being with you<br />
Where night or day<br />
Sun or rainy afternoon could bloom<br />
My socks could grow holes<br />
That reveal my soul through and through<br />
And your memory reminds me of<br />
23 macdonalds straws<br />
train stations with coffee cups<br />
and cigarettes that perfume our fingers<br />
photographs<br />
and many hats and shoes<br />
of youth.<br />
<br />
I feel like my feet<br />
And my arms and my legs<br />
And my head and my hands<br />
And my heart as it types this to you.<br />
<br />
I feel like the truth.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i>g r e e n came along t o o</i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Next, Our World</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/13519122/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 23:52:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> headlines: </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />The joy<br />
Of the now<br />
In self<br />
<br />
Is one with the wind.<br />
Is one with the boat.<br />
<br />
The smile<br />
The ocean<br />
The trout<br />
They all have no doubt<br />
<br />
That the rapture<br />
Of the self<br />
Is now.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i>smile with me</i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Now and Now and Now</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/13467225/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 03:11:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i>wake up and smell the future</i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />EDIT--- I will probably end up actually <b>doing</b> this after year 12--- basically when I move to Melbourne. HOWEVER! To Melbourne Devfriends and the people I know when I get down there... yeah. This is for you. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> AND anyone who wants to contribute to this <i>before</i> I move! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
Also. This is to help me support <i>myself</i>! This money's for ME. Don't want any confusion about that at all. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> Help give me an awesome kick start to pay for my future! *grins* Support me so I can support you!<br />
<br />
<b> L i v e </b>y o u r <i>d r e a m . . .</i><br />
<br />
.<br />
.<br />
.<br />
.<br />
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--------------------------------------------------------------------<br />
________________________________________ _____________________<br />
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<br />
I intent to shave all of my hair off.<br />
I wonÂt be doing this until I get 5,000 dollars!<br />
<br />
RestatementÂ<br />
<br />
<b>$5,000!!!!!!</b><br />
<br />
ThatÂs a heck of a lot of money! So please, help me out! Just LOOK at the length of my hair. Not only is it super long, BUT ALSOÂ IÂm a female. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> This isnÂt a common occurrence among our gender...! *giggles* So support me and IÂll be able to do it by the end of this year! Once I get 5,000 dollars, IÂll shave. For those of you who don't happen to be in Melbourne when this occurs, IÂll sent you a picture (if you leave me your e-mail) of my shaved head! Please sponsor me! A helping hand, even a few cents, would be absolutely AWESOME!!<br />
<br />
IÂm an unpredictable girl on a mission to accomplish her dreams. And I believe in YOUÂ!<br />
<br />
All my love,<br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer xxooxoxooo<br />
<br />
<br />
Feel free to pay me a.s.a.p towards the cause,<br />
Or sms me at 0424072792<br />
OR send me an e-mail at lost_my_prophets@hotmail.com<br />
<br />
I AM GOING TO DO THIS!<br />
But only after I get $5,000!! I'll be collecting ALL money in CASH, so yeah. Give me a hoy and sponsor! Once I have the whole $5,000 in cash I'll shave! Weeeeee!<br />
<br />
I love you! Support me so I can achieve the life I want to teach you about the life YOU can achieve! Xoxoxoooxoxoo!<br />
<br />
~ Love, love.<br />
Always!<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i>this is just an understatement of the life we're waiting for</i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>*giggles* Reminders for US.</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/13466618/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 00:44:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i>look at me</i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />God reminds me of childhood memories.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
.... what <i>changed</i>?<br />
<br />
.<br />
<br />
.<br />
...<br />
......<br />
-----------<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i>in your dreams you've seen it all<br />
through a window so far off<br />
remember watching while your<br />
lighting blue eyes reflected sunlight</i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Come Together</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/13389405/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 04:45:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ This is a <b>beautiful</b> day<br />
This is a <i>new</i> day<br />
We are unified ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I love absolutely <i>everything</i> about <i><b>You</b></i>.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
. . . . . .<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ Because together we've got <i>power</i><br />
yes together we've got <b>powah!</b> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Master of the Universe</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/13284815/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 00:48:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/music.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":music:" title="Music" /> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I like to smile at the mirror.<br />
<br />
I don't mind the way I've shaped myself.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i> be wary of the girl who answers her questions<br />
who figures her riddles<br />
that plague in those thoughts </i><br />
|<br />
|<br />
What a universal mind of yours and mine.<br />
<br />
<br />
And how I love you.<br />
And how you know it.<br />
|<br />
Because we share this universal mind of yours and mine.<br />
|<br />
|<br />
<i> when time flies out the window<br />
it's just so easy for you and me to find</i><br />
<br />
<br />
*giggles and walks off into the opposite end of everything*<br />
|<br />
|<br />
|<br />
|<br />
-----------------------------<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>A Diet of Chocolates and Cigarettes</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/12985704/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 04:32:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> everybody's wishing for no more mistakes<br />
and all that I can think about is <b>you...</b></i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />.<br />
.<br />
.<br />
<i>I release the need for injustice and tragedy.</i> Said Eve,<br />
and she suddenly noticed how pretty the scales on the snake shone<br />
when the sunlight touched them.<br />
.<br />
.<br />
.<br />
.<br />
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />
.<br />
.<br />
.  .  .  .  . <i> it's slowly swaying over my head now  .  .  .  .  .</i><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i> too scared to sail away,<br />
but one of these days...<br />
...I'll grow old and<br />
I'll grow grey<br />
and I'll go...<br />
<br />
...one of these days </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
l a d a . . . d e d a . . . d e d a . . . l a d a . . . l a d a . . . <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/music.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":music:" title="Music" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Soul-drug</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 03:01:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> the trapdoor came undone </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />Music.<br />
It really DOES distract me from the world.<br />
It really is my soul-drug.<br />
<br />
<i>Grabs my mindset like it's clay<br />
and melds it into barren shapes.</i><br />
<br />
It's all that love and happy stuff. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
<br />
--<br />
<br />
<i> and though they were sad<br />
they rescued everyone<br />
they lifted up the sun<br />
a spoonful weighs a ton<br />
<br />
giving more than they had<br />
the process had begun<br />
a million came from one<br />
the limits now are none<br />
<br />
being drunk on their plan<br />
<b>they lifted up the sun</b></i><br />
<br />
--<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
The hole I chose to fall in. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i> do you think they know what's coming? </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
b l a c k e y e d a n g e l s<br />
swamwithme ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Self Limitations</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/12871502/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 03:44:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> chk chk chk the stereo clicks </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />Changed my idea for my art major work--- and my teacher immediately dissaproved.<br />
She said; every year there's one student who lags behind the rest.<br />
She said; this year that's me.<br />
<br />
Well alright. I'm giving you a hard time.<br />
<br />
But just have a little bit more faith in my ideas and me.<br />
<br />
That way, when I come out of this with the best outcome I can get,<br />
you won't be dissapointed that I <b>didn't</b> fail.<br />
<br />
And a poem I wrote yesterday, just to conclude. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
--<br />
<br />
Your words are made of love.<br />
When people play hopscotch, they think your name.<br />
And after lunch and dinner, your existence makes us smile<br />
and you're pretty<br />
full of colour everywhere.<br />
Delicate and tender.<br />
Like fresh flowers from the bunch<br />
gently cut and exemplified,<br />
so greatly your petals touch the sky.<br />
<br />
You whisper nothing.<br />
And yet the world will stop its squawking<br />
Prick their ears up just to hear you<br />
whisper nothing to the wind.<br />
Every car would stop its honking.<br />
Every bee would settle down and go to sleep.<br />
The rain would even stop its falling.<br />
Just to hear you walking down the street.<br />
<br />
You make good reason out of dust and dirty air.<br />
You make the earthworms rollover underneath their flower beds.<br />
They wriggle out into the sunlight<br />
and snuggle up to friendly grass blades<br />
just because you make this life<br />
the perfect thing to live and share.<br />
You turn mountains back into mole hills<br />
just like they were destined to become again.<br />
And all with the tick of a watch.<br />
With the slip of a pen.<br />
<br />
Your words are made of ashes.<br />
They flow in perfect trails<br />
making music as they glint and slip<br />
in and out of cloudy shadows and sunny rays.<br />
You remind us of forever<br />
and at the same time, make us laugh.<br />
Because we realise that it's now that means the world<br />
as long as we can play together.<br />
And if forever never came<br />
we'd still be feeling much the same.<br />
We'd simply remember your words made of love,<br />
while we laugh and play hopscotch.<br />
<br />
--<br />
<br />
~ Sarah jennifer<br />
<br />
<i>thisnevercouldhaveendedupso p e r f e c t l y</i><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i> give your greatest speech to me </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
b l a c k e y e d a n g e l s<br />
swamwithme ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>What Did I See?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 17:44:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> you're not obliged </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />Your words are not tomorrow<br />
Said she with the gun to her head<br />
She cradled her arms with her wristwatch in sight<br />
And let the pulse grow from the inside<br />
<br />
And whats in a name?<br />
She wondered with bacon and eggs in her stomach<br />
As the ambience rolled over the floor boards<br />
And into her hair<br />
But her eyes werent aware of its colour<br />
<br />
One day well hit rock bottom<br />
Said she with the wings of time<br />
Each button that she pushed came with a consequence<br />
It made her laugh<br />
The thought of an important past<br />
Like how driving at 100 miles per hours means nothing<br />
When youre looking in the rear-view mirror<br />
The entire time<br />
<br />
They hadnt danced like that since January, 2004<br />
When autumn was the new spring<br />
And togetherness was an option rather than a prison cell<br />
My god you look cute in your Mario suit<br />
She thought with stilettos sinking into the street<br />
While each grass blade reflected<br />
Her shattered recollection<br />
Of things that were and are to come<br />
<br />
Then it came<br />
The waking up of Sunday<br />
Each second you relive will make no difference<br />
Just a mirror to look back on<br />
And the ambience rolled over the walls<br />
And into her fears<br />
While her eyes closed and her smile appeared<br />
She knew all that she feared was a dream.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i> don't lie, said she as she tried </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
b l a c k e y e d a n g e l s<br />
swamwithme ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>So You Did</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/12769793/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 18:20:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> your words are not tomorrow </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I wish I was one to cut through the shit more often.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i> just relax, he said she said </i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Meet Yourself</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/12676249/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 05:31:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> Say hello. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />It just occurred to me...<br />
<br />
We're never just about to die... but we're always just about to live forever. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
<br />
Went house hunting in Melbourne, which is why I've been absent lately. However, here we are and I have a bit of a story to tell. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
Even though I had a lovely time with family, and even though house hunting was absolutely awesome (hello, Atticus, if you got my letter. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" />)...<br />
...I think the -best- part of that holiday was when I was getting ready one morning before house hunting...and I just spoke to myself for a good 30 minutes. While getting ready. About the stupidest stuff. And I completely forgot at one point that I was talking to myself, it was quite bizzare. But it was awesome. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I don't think I've ever had a conversation with -me-. I'm usually too busy talking to other people.<br />
<br />
So yeah. Was good. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<i> to make a mountain of your life is just a choice</i><br />
<br />
<br />
I started my Art Major work tonight. It felt really, really good. Satisfaction of putting MY own ideas into reality, instead of ideas that she signs the contract for. I'm on my way. Fantastic! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br />
<br />
Also, all the best to you all, on this lovely night, in this wonderful life, always.<br />
<br />
I love you all. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
Cheers! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i> don't be scared. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> </i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Sleeping Lessons</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 21:27:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> those unrepenting buzzards want your life </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br /><i>see that i do what i do<br />
because the o l d g u a r d s t i l l o f f e n d . . . </i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Once you discover that you're destined to be doomed,<br />
everything falls into place.<br />
<br />
<br />
Once you discover that you can <i>never fail</i><br />
everything falls into place. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>you're not obliged to swallow anything you despise</i><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i> they got no right ...-as sure as you have eyes-... they got no right </i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Summer Overture</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/12318918/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 06:12:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i>  </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />She had it coming.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i>  </i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Welcome to</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/12279168/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 02:25:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i>  there was nothing to fear...</i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />About a month ago I would have been saying<br />
<br />
"Welcome to Earth, enjoy your stay."<br />
<br />
and now I'm saying,<br />
<br />
<i>"Welcome to Heaven."</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>THIS IS YOUR LIFE.</b><br />
<br />
I love you and want the best for you all. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<br />
~ * ~ <i>and nothing to doubt.</i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<b>who</b>arewetryingtobecome? ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Furious Angels</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 03:54:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i>  w h e r e do you e x p e c t us to g o ? </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />"You are not searching for a million answers, but rather one or two unanswerable questions."<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
We've already got out names in the history books. 20 years from now, we're well and truly embedded in the textbooks. The albums. Our art hung up in the galleries. A past model for a potential future collection. I know it. This is who we are.<br />
<br />
We can't supress it.<br />
<br />
I won't.<br />
<br />
<br />
My whole life is building, constantly. It feels so fresh. So real. So old. So unexplanitory with singular words or paragraphs or novels or libraries. Just thoughts and pictures.<br />
<br />
<b>"YOU GAVE YOUR LIFE TO BECOME THE PERSON YOU ARE RIGHT NOW.</b><br />
<br />
<i>Was it worth it?"</i><br />
<br />
Abso-fucking-lutely, Richard Bach.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I have an art essay due tomorrow on Modernism. 2,500 words. Only written 150 words. And couldn't be less worried. I know it'll get done. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
<br />
When you know that no matter what happens, everything's going to work out just the way it was meant to, you start to understand what's important.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
<b>DON'T you drink.<br />
DON'T you smoke.<br />
DON'T have fun with your life.</b><br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> who are we trying to become? </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Left and Leaving</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 23:28:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i>  all this time lingers undefined </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br /><i>"Live enough<br />
<br />
of what you've always dreamed of doing,<br />
<br />
and there's no room left for feeling bad."</i><br />
<br />
-- Richard Bach<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> i'll try not to wonder where you are </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>I'm Starting to Wonder...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 05:12:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> ... </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />There's a man.... no, an <i>artist</i> who got someone to shoot his arm with a shotgun <b>for audience reaction.</b><br />
<br />
I'm starting to wonder...<br />
<br />
What point was he trying to make about the pain that they suffer?<br />
Did the audience see that?<br />
<br />
<i>I'm starting to wonder...</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Was their reaction more <b>positive</b> than negative?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>Instead of anti-promotion,<br />
they take your gunshot to mean a world of blissful chaos.</i><br />
<br />
<br />
And the lady who got people to do what they wished,<br />
ended up naked with cuts and bruises<br />
<b>and a gun placed in her mouth.</b><br />
<i>"...they placed it there and encouraged her to shoot herself..."</i><br />
<br />
It's all art, she says.<br />
<br />
<i>So that makes it okay, now?<br />
they say...?</i><br />
<br />
An expectation that we'd never go through with it.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
("...the performance had to be stopped for saftely of the artists <i>life</i>...")<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
... and I splatter the walls with paint<br />
while they splatter each others anonymous face.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
But I'm only a hypocrite.<br />
I kill myself slowly, everyday.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> ... </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>The Clock</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 05:19:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> oooOOOoooOOoooOOOooo... </i> ~ * ~<br />
<i>inspired by <a href="http://shattered-reflection.deviantart.com">[link]</a><br />
one of those beautiful souls who reminds you why art rocks your world.</i><br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />Hanging out with myself at midnight<br />
Getting high and laughing at the concept of life<br />
<br />
And youll be begging me to stop<br />
Sitting me down and telling me to wake up<br />
<br />
Thoughts scrambled here and there<br />
Stuck onto canvas and flecked in my hair<br />
Question how green, red and blue makes white<br />
<br />
A cancer to fight for.<br />
<br />
And youll be falling to your knees<br />
Pullling me down just to slap me around<br />
<br />
<i>Dont forget that shes gonna regret this<br />
<br />
Dont forget that shes not everyone<br />
<br />
Dont forget that shell never expand this<br />
<br />
Dont you forget what youve done.</i><br />
<br />
My red notes of money gone to words<br />
Gone to waste<br />
Getting wasted in meaningful time<br />
By placing my thoughts into photos and paint.<br />
<br />
<i>Youll never live a stress-free life<br />
<br />
Youll never succeed at what you believe<br />
<br />
Youll never be on top of the world<br />
<br />
Youll always be stuck underneath</i><br />
<br />
Ooooh, I say.<br />
Music fills me in and helps me play.<br />
<br />
Ooooh,<br />
Its all up to you.<br />
Paint the black and the blue under our eyes.<br />
<br />
With your critic and numbers<br />
You make believe that you can still act relieved<br />
Disguised in surprise.<br />
<br />
Its only when the clock breaks<br />
That the tests we take are fake.<br />
<br />
Its only in that moment that we lose the time of day.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> oooOOOoooOOoooOOOooo... </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>A World I've Always Known</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2007 20:49:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> all this space and mystery </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />There sits an ordinary girl.<br />
Placed inside an ordinary life.<br />
Living in an ordinary world.<br />
<br />
There sits a fascinating girl<br />
Placed inside a fascinating life.<br />
Living in a fascinating world.<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>I can't even read my own mind.</b><br />
<br />
How do you expect me to read <i>yours?</i><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> at the edge of the ocean, we can start over again </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Pure Morning</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 21:08:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> exactly that. </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />Not entirely sure who wrote it, but when I woke up this morning, after reading the thousands of writings on my arm, my favourite was this:<br />
<br />
<i>"If I were a rat I'd be small and furry."</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Life is sweet.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
.<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> it's never enough. </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>After We Have Left Our Homes</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 22:58:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> my world is perfect but that makes me so unhappy </i> ~ * ~<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />It's an easy choice we're given,<br />
when we're told that love'll answer all our problems.<br />
<br />
But we all say stuck here to our limiting beliefs of what we can't achieve<br />
<br />
<b>and take the hard road all over again.</b><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
* - * - * - *<br />
<br />
Everything is going to be fine. You know this.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>when can we start over?</i><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> nothing breaks enough here. nothing fades enough. </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Possibility</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 01:09:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> Gotta be the one to get this right.</i><br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br /><i>"To love someone unconditionally<br />
is not to care who they are or what they do.<br />
<br />
Unconditional love, on the surface,<br />
looks the same as indifference." </i><br />
<br />
-- Richard Bach<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> The Beautiful Possibility </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>World Spins Madly On</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 14:21:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> I thought of you, and where you'd gone, let the world spin madly on...</i><br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I just tried to copy my friend Nadia's quiz to complete in one of my own journals, but I pushed some strange (UNECESSARY, ANNOYING, SHIZEN) button on my mouse and the whole thing went 'backpage' and deleted everything I'd conjured up. Great.<br />
<br />
Oh well, life's too short.<br />
<br />
I'm just going to say that I wasn't meant to complete it, and if I really DID need to answer all of it's questions I'll come across doing that in my own way, at the right time, when I really need to.<br />
<br />
It's 9:10, I really should be getting onto my mountain of work.<br />
<br />
- Haven't read the book<br />
- Haven't done the mindmaps<br />
- Haven't written the paragraphs<br />
- Haven't started the composition(s)<br />
- <i>Have been missing you...</i><br />
<br />
Been doing 1 our of 5, non-stop.<br />
Now that's committment to my top priorities. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
<br />
<i>"Ohhh, it's what you do to me...<br />
Oh, it's what you do to me."</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm going to miss you so much.<br />
I already do. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
I have a million things that I could type to you right now. More. *sigh*<br />
<br />
I really do wish a world of happiness for you.<br />
The best for you, always.<br />
Every single second of your existence.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I'd better get onto my work.<br />
<br />
Love, love. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer<br />
xx<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> the night is here, the day is gone, and the world spins madly on...</i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Dakota</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 01:58:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <i> wake up call, coffee and juice, remembering you...</i><br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I swear. The whole way home, walking down that wild main road of cars and frantic early autumn leaves....<br />
<br />
... I did <b>not</b> stop smiling.<br />
<br />
<i>I swear.</i><br />
<br />
On the first bus trip, playing my music for company and let it flood me... I didn't stop thinking.... <i>"He's so gorgeous." "He's so precious." "He's so lovely." </i><br />
Just sitting and blinking and utterly loving the whole way home...<br />
<br />
<br />
...It glitters so beautifully just under my neck and I touch it and miss you.<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>snapping photos<br />
stealing phones<br />
reading cards and pretty quotes</i><br />
<br />
<br />
Myyyy god....<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>doors wide shut<br />
please lock me up<br />
six o-clock is way too soon<br />
I'd really rather stay in this room<br />
missing my dinner with you</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I'd buy you a heart of gold, too, if you didn't already have one permanently embedded in your chest. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer<br />
xx<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> I don't know where we are going now...</i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>If You're Gone</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 03:31:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ I think I'm finally scared now...<br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I keep feeling like I said too much.<br />
<br />
I always say too much.<br />
I say too much and I lose people.<br />
<br />
But what do I expect, really?<br />
<br />
<br />
...and yes. I'm being over dramatic.<br />
But when things like that get mentioned and I'm sitting there realising how much the situation is going to drive me mad and I let that carry me to the bathroom and splash water on my face and pretend that only fresh water touched my cheeks in that room...<br />
<br />
Well, if we're letting it all out now, we're letting out me. Which has been obvious from the beginning to you, but I guess _I've_ been trying to shut it out. So here I go admitting to myself, everything.<br />
<br />
I am volatile, emotional. Yes, this <i>does</i> upset me.<br />
And I am honestly trying my hardest to look at it from the viewpoint of<br />
<i>"You're going to have such a wonderful time"</i><br />
and<br />
<i>"You're going to meet such awesome people"</i><br />
and<br />
<i>"It's such a fantastic opportunity for your future"</i><br />
<br />
...because, trust me. <b>That is all true.</b> ... and <b>I really -am- happy for you and all of that wicked potential that 2 and a half hours away for so long promises...</b><br />
And at the start of things I really DID hold that viewpoint the highest in my thoughts... I don't know if that was because it was so far away, and seemed so surreal at the time. You know all of this. You already know how I feel about this.<br />
<br />
...but timespace likes to challenge us like that.<br />
<br />
And I AM up for this challenge... but I have no idea how you're feeling anymore. You told me not to dwell and I KNOW that everything you said was meant with the best intentions for everybody involved. I do understand that, and I appreciate that so much, and love you so so much. I do. I love you so, so, so much.<br />
<br />
But that's just the thing.<br />
<b>I love you. so. so. <i>so. much...</i></b><br />
<br />
That's what makes this a lot more 'emotional' and 'volatile' for me.<br />
<br />
Because while my higher self sits back and understands that your happiness and wishes and wants are by far top priority... it just really makes me sad, because I already know you'll be the one letting me go.<br />
<br />
And no. I love you anyway. That'll never change. Ever.<br />
Never fear that. You're too beautiful in spirit not to love forever.<br />
<br />
I've been so ignorant, you see. I've viewed myself in a stupid way, and made stupid judgement calls, and everyday I just hit these realisations that show me how silly and foolish I've been.<br />
I just keep getting deeper into this.<br />
<br />
I know. I hate the 'complications', too. It would be so much easier without this, in a way.<br />
<br />
<b>But I don't want to be without this.</b><br />
<br />
...what I'm really saying is. <i>I don't want to be without you.</i><br />
<br />
<br />
*sigh*...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
...So, yes. Your happiness does come first. It always will. You will have fun. You will meet new people. You'll probably meet people who right now I really _don't_ want you to meet and I am telling you that because even though I'd like to say that I'd be able to be cool and calm and collected about that, tonight I just can't be. Because I am in love with you. And I mean it when I say I love everything about you. And right now, the thought of you meeting those charismatic people 2 and a half hours away really gets me down. So, let me be 'emotional' and 'volatile' tonight. <i>You'll never read this anyway...</i><br />
<br />
(I guess I DO hope that you'll accidentally stumble across this page...)<br />
<br />
Yet again. I've said too much.<br />
But that's just me. That's what I <b>do</b>, for crissake, Sarah. That's what you DO. You say too much, Sarah, and you let yourself get thrown about.<br />
But fuck it, I'll do it because that's what I do. No stopping me. I'll come crashing down and I'll smile again. I'll let myself grow. <b>I'll let myself be over dramatic. Let me do it, world.</b> I need this.<br />
<br />
Just like everyone else, I'm learning one step at a time. I really am doing the best I know how...<br />
<br />
Now I'm going to play this song one more time and relate to the lyrics and stare at lovely pictures in pretty frames or attached to the back of my door or in the pages of my diary and just sort of... yeah, get lost in the maze of my mind. Again. As usual.<br />
<br />
Sleep sweet, you.<br />
I miss you already, if you couldn't quite tell.<br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
x x<br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> I think we should try.</i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>See You Soon</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 02:39:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ in a bullet-proof vest with the windows all shut ~ * ~<br />
<i>I'll be doing my best, I'll see you soon...</i><br />
<br />
- - - - - - -<br /><br />I suppose it's safe to submit a few more of those pretty pictures I love... Even though I'd like to say I could wait until after the 14th. It's not much longer, but when you're soon to be away, I guess I'm not as phased about showing the world what I'm going to miss and love so much.<br />
<br />
I hope you've all been having really good days, weeks, weekends, lives.<br />
I really do.<br />
<br />
You are such a sweet world, and a sweet, perfect bundle of people. I could never want otherwise. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
There is one really precious person I'd love to give thanks to in this entry.<br />
<br />
Kelsey Baye. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
Just thank you, for being such a dear lately. I mean, you're always a dear. To everyone, not just me. But you've just been there for me so much, lately. I really appreciate that. I love you so much. So thank you, always. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
To the rest of you lovely people out there:<br />
<br />
Rock on. You're <b>awesome</b>. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cool.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="8-)" title="8-) (Cool)" /><br />
<br />
<br />
... Sweet dreams, sweet world.<br />
~ Love<br />
<br />
Sarah Jennifer<br />
xx<br />
<br />
<br />
...<i>so here I lay<br />
in my mind-cluttered maze<br />
in my moments and school clothes<br />
and I find myself caught up in you<br />
<br />
living with smiles<br />
on half hour bus-rides<br />
with five-dollar notes<br />
and socks that never stay put.<br />
<br />
living in hugs<br />
in half-abandoned extensions<br />
with your neck and heart beside me<br />
and a canvas back at home.<br />
<br />
living in the present<br />
with a happiness for doing so<br />
with three words always pushing at the tip of my tongue<br />
and my want for you to know.<br />
<br />
loving you.</i><br /><br />- - - - - - -<br />
<br />
~ * ~<i> oh and don't lose your trust...</i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>High Speed</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 05:35:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ we've been living life inside a bubble ~ * ~<br /><br />Goodevening.<br />
<br />
Or goodmorning, rather.<br />
The whole 00:22 minutes into the morning that we are.<br />
(And I should be going to bed, but we've already covered that all I'll do is toss and turn and miss you, so that's fine.)<br />
<br />
<i>...can anybody <b>stop</b> this thing...?</i><br />
<br />
Coldplay in the morning. Love, love.<br />
<br />
Oh. Wow. I just realised. Today is the last day of my holidays. *nods* Already getting myself stressed about my workload--- but really, how can I deny that I've only myself to blame? I'm sitting here, not getting a healthy society-based sleep pattern back in order. I'm sitting here, typing away endless ramblings of my thoughts of artistically scaled volume into this little box-of-a-journal inside this lovely website.<br />
I'm sitting here, writing a bundle of illogical nonsense.<br />
I'm sitting here, <b>not doing my work.</b><br />
<br />
And it's awesome, really. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
<br />
... my stomach is still full from the street party this evening.<br />
<br />
All I did was run around with about half a dozen children chasing me. We were cheetah's, in some anonymous jungle. Only those 12 young eyes and I could see the black bitchumen for what it really was--- a maze of forest leaves and other exciting and magical things. Who cares if cheetah's don't live in the forest? Only you logical people. Of <i>course</i> it's possible--- we made it so!<br />
<br />
...so...<br />
<br />
....sleep, aye?<br />
<br />
Dreaming about you again, right? Alright. I'm happy with that.<br />
<br />
Goodnight you perfect world.<br />
<i>you perfect soul.<br />
you perfect boy and perfect girl.<br />
<br />
Goodnight.</i> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />~ * ~ confidence in you... is confidence in me...<br />
<i>is confidence in hiiiigh speeeed...</i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>The Unknown</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 03:50:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ~ * ~ <b>falling in and out and through</b> ~ * ~<br /><br /><b>I have nothing different to say.</b><br />
<br />
Just more of the same lessons learnt.<br />
More getting burnt and what it's taught me.<br />
<br />
More feeling passions, and writing more rhymes.<br />
More life epiphanies, more thoughts evolving, more life delay...<br />
<br />
<i>Sense me</i>, love me, <b>want me</b> to love you.<br />
Know that I love you anyway,<br />
just the same,<br />
just the same.<br />
<br />
<i>Let my own eyes lead the way...<br />
<br />
Let my own mind yearn to never find the needle in the haystack.</i><br />
<br />
let me bye the bad and <i>live the perfect life</i> I've <u>always</u> had.<br /><br />~ * ~ <i>finding fears and thoughts and shoes and fish and other irrelevancy </i>~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Love, love</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 18:32:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Happiness is limitless when you step into your challenges and conquer them.</b><br /><br />Alright. This is the second time this month I've accidentally closed a huge chunk of new journal entry. It's quite frustrating.<br />
<br />
But moving on! It's not hard to retype something new.<br />
<br />
Well, I originally had a bit of a short story written, but I think I'll just create a list of stuff now, because that's still satisfying and cuts through the unecessary details, even if they are interesting (to me).<br />
<br />
* Trying to over come a few nerves lately. Trying to relax and accept that everything is as it is and will be as it will be.<br />
<br />
* Been focusing on what I REALLY think is important lately, or rather... letting go of negative feelings for things that, well.... that I just don't really give a shit about. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> ... and I'm not sure why I ever held onto them for so long.<br />
--- example of this:<br />
 ~ I was painting a canvas some nights ago to cheer myself up, and realised that I just really wanted to paint my desk instead. So I did. Mum was upset about it, because she just happens to like things neat and unblemished, but Dad simply said "it's your table" when I asked him if he was angry about it. And I'm glad he thought that. I mean, c'mon. <b>It's a piece of wood.</b> A piece of varnished and designed wood, true, but it really shouldn't matter if I paint it, if it makes me happy. Why did I ever care? *shrugs*<br />
<br />
ALSO:<br />
~ Strange conventions of society that I just _don't_ agree with... or just don't care about!<br />
They all sound silly, but things that are 'unacceptable', such as:<br />
- eating dessert before dinner, and other little cultural conventions... they're fun to follow, but they shouldn't determine if you're polite or impolite. It's a meal. It doesn't have an order to be eaten in--- that's an illusion. Why do people care about that kind of thing?<br />
- everyone caring so much about what gives you cancer and what's healthy for you, and I'm sure some scientist has proved that banana's can cause a heart attack. Honestly--- fuck it. <b>Everybody's gotta die of something.</b> And banana's are tasty. If you truly love and enjoy whatever it is that you're doing from the bottom of your heart and spirit, does it really matter if it kills you? You'd die doing what you love, and carry that with you forever.<br />
- the RIGHT way to behave. The POPULAR music. The anti-genre brigades that are plaguing the streets and cities and world. The FEAR that people seem to have of just accepting that people are the way they are. Acceptance. God, I don't understand why it's such a challenge. I know it is, though. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't, even I'm trying to fight my way through that tangle of vines. Hypocracy is a pretty large thing in my life, which I really don't like, so I guess that's one thing I'm focusing on, most of all. Actually FOLLOWING my morals, my true beliefs. As much as I possibly can.<br />
<br />
I'm trying to focus on improving my views and letting go of things that just really aren't important to me.<br />
<br />
And what is important to me? Love, love, love. I love love. I'll never be afraid to say it. That is what I believe in.<br />
<br />
A perfect, unblemished, reality. There are many things I'm afraid of, even trying to change who I am, yet again, but I'm not afraid of believing in a perfect reality, unbrushed by spacetime. I'm ready to take on every challenge thrown at me.<br />
<br />
<b><i>I'll never deny this perfect world.</i></b><br />
<br />
<br />
...I guess that turned into a bit more of a novel than expected.<br />
<br />
I think I'll go back to admiring the agapanthas... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
Happy New Year, everyone.<br />
You are so loved.<br /><br />~ * ~ love, <i>love</i> ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Mood Ring</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 21:31:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Listen to what you know instead of what you fear.</b><br /><br />...Don't tell me there's a reason for this.<br />
<br />
Not today.<br />
<br />
<br />
Just let me just feel you.<br />
Let me feel your thoughts,<br />
let me feel this thousand miles away.<br />
<br />
Swimming through the ocean just won't do.<br />
And I can't dial far enough to make me be there<br />
Stuck in the moment and wrapped around you.<br />
<br />
To admire your eyes and your lips<br />
and feel the pressing of your gentle kiss...<br />
and remember the shape of your neck<br />
and the tone of your cheeks and the flow of your hair...<br />
<br />
It's seems I can be anywhere but with you...<br />
<br />
<br />
But. I don't want read into this.<br />
<br />
Not today.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I'll just let in this distance<br />
Every mountain,<br />
every wave...<br />
<br />
I'll let them come and save me<br />
and take me and my thoughts of you one thousand extra miles away<br />
Where I'll be here in my room<br />
while I dance and sing and paint and play.<br />
<br />
And think of you.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
And I'll remember that as strange as I'm feeling,<br />
I don't want a reason for this.<br />
<br />
Not today.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
And I know tomorrow's not going to be the same.<br /><br />~ * ~ la... la la laa... la la laa... ~ * ~ ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>The Perfect World</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 02:05:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...agapantha's and butterflies on a thursday afternoon...<br /><br />I am so incredibly happy. I cannot express it enough. <br />
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I have had the best time down in Melbourne.<br />
We headed down straight after I finnished my last exam for the year as well, oh god did it feel good--- stepping straight into a holiday as soon as I got into the car. Mp3 charged, parents in the front, rellies on the way, and Christmas!--- oh it was a damn good feeling. <br />
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Long car trips are fantastic, in my opinion. Your options of entertainment are: to admire the scenery, listen to music, read a book, write in a diary (or meditate, I suppose), appreciate your fellow travellers company and give the dog a love on occassion (if you have a dog, which I do. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />). And I'm happy doing all of these. Oh, and daydream, of course. I did heaps of that the whole time I was on holidays, really...<br />
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It was really good to catch up with the family again. As I'm getting older now, I'm feeling more included, too. My cousins are a good 8 and 10 years older than me, but I'm starting to be included in their outings as well, which feels awesome. And I was just so happy when I got a huge hug and a kiss from all of them. God I love family.<br />
Christmas was fantastic, as well... though I had to buy 5 presents with $40, and --typical me-- I forgot to get my auntie a present! So I had $3 left to get her something! Haha, the ironic thing is that she was the one who appreciated her present the most (I think it was because she kind of knew that I hadn't bought her anything and wasn't expecting anything... argh! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /> ).<br />
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So aside from my family, there are a few of you wonderful people out there that I'd like to thank, just for making my holidays <i>that</i> much more awesome:<br />
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Kelsey Baye: Thank you for your beautiful cd. Been listening to it on and off the whole time along with Camille--- I need to burn you her cd, it's so interesting and it's just got this precious quality to it! So yes, Dad was able to copy it onto his laptop and I transferred the songs onto my Mp3--- I love ALL of the songs. In their order. It's a perfect cd. So thank you so much! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> Love, love!<br />
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Jared and Nadia ( and your whole family, infact!): As much as I was enjoying myself down there, you two were in my thoughts and I missed you and the whole family heaps. NADIA I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR PRESENT!!! OH MY GOD I LOVE IT! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> YOU ARE AN ANGEL!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> Thanks Jared for helping pick it out! You two are fantastic! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /><br />
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Lauren and Elliot: Awww I missed you guys! It was good to hear from you, even if it was only a brief call or an sms. You two are so loved! Looking forward to catching up these holidays!<br />
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Infact, EVERYONE who sent me a text or gave me a call: You are all wonderful, recieving those messages for happy holidays and merry christmas and etc. I hope you all had a really wicked holidays and got everything that you wished for! Good luck with everyone's New Year Resolutions, if you have them! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Sara!!!! Your texts were very loved indeed! You treat me way too well, you're one of the sweetest girls I know!<br />
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And last (but most <i>certainly</i> not least),<br />
<br />
Ryan: You made this Christmas just so wonderful. It still would have been fantastic with everyone else and my family and all of the wonderful happenings of the holiday... but you just made it perfect. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> Even though there's only a very small probability that you'll end up reading this, I just wanted to thank you anyway! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /><br />
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<br />
<br />
....And all I want to say now is that <b>You are all really awesome. You all make my life,<i> so, so, <u>SO</u> good!</i></b> Have a fantastic holidays all of you, with lots and lot... ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>I LOVE YOU JAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/11046046/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 23:20:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Pretty obvious what this is about!<br /><br />Everybody and everyone,<br />
James just grabbed me a year subcription!! OH MY LORD HOW I LOVE YOU!!!!!<br />
His deviant art is ~<a class="u" href="http://vashj2k4.deviantart.com/">vashj2k4</a> GO AND VISIT HIM NOW!<br />
<br />
This is a very very very Merry Chrismas!<br />
<br />
James, I just want you to know that you are an absolutely awesome guy. Even without the subscription, lol. I always enjoy visiting you at work and I really hope you have a fantastic Christmas and an excellent holidays. I love you! You are so awesome! Thank you again!!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/airborne.gif" width="49" height="36" alt=":airborne:" title="Airborne" /> <<< <i>(god, I love that last emoticon)</i><br />
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And to make the rest of you feel super special as well...!<br />
<br />
<b>YOU ALL ROCK MY SOCKS OFF!!</b><br />
<br />
Thank you so much for watching me this whole time, you're all legends. I'm sorry for being such a slack ass and not always keeping track of the deviations--- but DON'T YOU WORRY! I have not deleted ANY of them. There are 2,422 deviations sitting up there waiting to be looked at right now (some from months ago, no doubt! And some I've already had a look at, I'm sure), and I'm not going to neglect a single one! They'll all be seen! (perhaps not all commented on, but NOT ignored!!!) <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> And with this awesome subcription (THANK YOU JAMES YOU ROCK MY SOCKS AROUND THE WORLD AND BACK!) it'll make doing that a lot easier!<br />
<br />
I love you all so much! You are all so fantabulicious!<br />
<br />
Now, hurry up and fill up those 10 places in my other journal entry so I can put all of your deviations up! I'm not going to do it until I have 10 people!!! NOW GET TO IT!!! RAAAAHHH! *pounces*<br />
<br />
Alright, I'm off.<br />
<br />
Love, love!!<br />
<br />
~ Sarah Jennifer<br />
xoxo<br /><br />*eats your shoes* ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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                <title>Don't Lose Your Heart - You'll Need It Too</title>
                <link>http://SaCliliad.deviantart.com/journal/10943654/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 14:50:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>EDIT:</b> Aaaaaalrighty tighty! I've only had 8 people want to be awesome enough to spread the love, and I still WANT two more... but for NOW, I'm going to start doing the whole deviation thingy, like I promised! So lets get to it! It might take a while, because there's a lot of gallery to browse between you all! But I LOVE YOU AND YOU'RE ALL WORTH IT! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> Alright, seee ya! Two more spots on this open, remember!<br /><br />Yup. Copied right out of ~<a class="u" href="http://profaine.deviantart.com/">profaine</a> 's little journal entry. YAY! Gosh this is exciting. Woo!<br />
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<i>The first 10 people who post in this journal will be featured. I will go though your gallery and choose Four of your deviations I like most and post them in my journal for everyone to see! It's pretty much to show you off. Who doesn't want that? <b>The catch?</b> <u>You gotta put this in your journal as well if you posted.</u> And I will leave this part up for a long time. And remember, if you don't post this in your journal, I'm not going to put your art up. Also when you comment tell me what number you are in the posting ranking please.</i><br />
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />
<br />
Lets Go!<br />
<br />
1: ~<a class="u" href="http://profaine.deviantart.com/">profaine</a> - will get the deviations a.s.a.p! Going to bed now! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
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2: *<a class="u" href="http://cburton.deviantart.com/">cburton</a> - will get the deviations a.s.a.p!<br />
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3: <br />
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4: ~<a class="u" href="http://the-nameless-one.deviantart.com/">the-nameless-one</a> - thankies!!! a.s.a.p. I promise! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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5: ~<a class="u" href="http://sophieluva.deviantart.com/">Sophieluva</a> a.s.a.p.!!! PROMISE!<br />
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6: =<a class="u" href="http://shattered-reflection.deviantart.com/">shattered-reflection</a> - you requested the number 6, here you go! Dev's will be up a.s.a.p! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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7: ~<a class="u" href="http://conundrum66.deviantart.com/">conundrum66</a> - a.s.a.p!!!! PROMISE TO THE MAX!!! (yeah I'm pretty lazy, aye. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />)<br />
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8: ~<a class="u" href="http://gabdawgz.deviantart.com/">Gabdawgz</a> - teee heeee!<br />
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9: =<a class="u" href="http://blackscarletlove.deviantart.com/">BlackScarletLove</a> - just because I love you. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
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10:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SaCliliad</author>
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