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                <title>sorrryyyyyy...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 22:55:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hey hey, I'm super busy with life, so I'm sorry if I haven't been on in a while/ won't be on very regularly for a while.  <br />
update:  <br />
moving into my new place ( !!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" />  ) : 1 week.  <br />
calgary:  1 1/2 weeks.  = sarah's grad/ mad parties / money making goodness<br />
<br />
I'm bringing my laptop along, so for the month and a half that I'll be gone I'll still check in when I can <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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Have a great summer guys, and stay safe-ish  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my 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/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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                <title>Ah, joie de vivre...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 13:02:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Life is good.  Like mad ridiculous good.  All I have to say is that exams are ooooover, and I had this overwhelming epiphany as I walked out the doors that the next four months of my life are MINE.  I can do whatever the fuck I want, at this very moment.  I could go ANYWHERE.  It blows my mind.  I'm on this insane, indescribable high, you have no idea.  It's like mad after sex tingle <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />  <br />
<br />
A, I wish I could pass some of this on to you.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
...and I've met someone, which always puts roses in your glasses <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />  <br />
and I like him for real.   <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shocked.gif" width="20" height="19" alt=":shocked:" title="Shocked" /><br />
<br />
Fox, you and your brother are ridiculous in the best possible sense of the word, and all I have to say is U-F-C!!!!!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" />  Ben told me what you call f&s, so I can see how the U-F-S came about.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /><br />
<br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Musical, mess-making pirates. That's right.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 22:01:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ soldiers: "You stole this from Fiendishmax!"  <br />
Johnny Depp: "Comandeered mate, comandeered." <br />
me: "thanks for having my back Johnny."  <br />
Johnny Depp: "You can have my back any time.  Or my front, or whatever you want." <br />
me: *starts to swoon* <br />
<br />
:dream sequence ends: <br />
<br />
*cough* so ANYWAY, the point is I comandeered this from max.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /><br />
<br />
Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle.<br />
Say the following questions aloud, and press play.<br />
Use the song title as the answer to the question.<br />
NO CHEATING.<br />
<br />
How does the world see me?:<br />
Wouldn't it be nice?- Beach Boys<br />
Bahaha... maybe the male world... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> <br />
<br />
Will I have a happy life?:<br />
The Joker- Steve Miller Band<br />
I guess this means I'll be a carefree goof forever... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> <br />
<br />
Do people secretly lust after me?<br />
The Stranger-- Billy Joel<br />
Ooo, how mysterious... <br />
<br />
How can I make myself happy?:<br />
The Way You Make Me Feel-- Michael Jackson<br />
I'll let you take from that what you will.  Then get back to me.    <br />
<br />
What should I do with my life?:<br />
Amie-- Damien Rice<br />
Become a lesbian??  What is destiny telling me??  <br />
<br />
Will I ever have children?:<br />
The Dream-- The Birthday Massacre<br />
umm... <br />
<br />
What is some good advice for me?:<br />
Moving Out-- Billy Joel<br />
Bahaha... Maybe I'll just selectively choose to take this advice and discard the possible push towards lesbianism.  Would that be wrong?  <br />
<br />
How will I be remembered?:<br />
Bridge Over Troubled Water-- Simon and Garfunkel<br />
Aww, that one is sweet.  I like helping people *does the helping dance* <br />
<br />
What is my signature dancing song?:<br />
Tucker's Town-- Hootie and the Blowfish<br />
fun.  sort of. <br />
<br />
What do I think my current theme song is?:<br />
Change-- Eric Clapton<br />
no comment? <br />
<br />
What does everyone else think my current theme song is?:<br />
Love Song For No One-- John Mayer<br />
Well I don't know how to take that.  <br />
<br />
What song will play at my funeral?:<br />
You give love a bad name-- Bon jovi<br />
oh, come on now.  that was just spiteful.  *shakes head at Fate*<br />
<br />
What type of men/women do you like?:<br />
Obvious-- Christina Aguilera<br />
BAHAHAHA!!  cute.  Now, feel free to shoot me for having that song on my list.  <br />
<br />
When will/do you have sex?:<br />
Femme Fatale-- Velvet Underground<br />
hehe...<br />
<br />
What is your day going to be like?:<br />
No, je ne regrette rien (No, I regret nothing)-- Edith Piaf<br />
um, I guess that's good.  <br />
<br />
<br />
well that was fun.  <br />
<br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>piano lessons and goose bumps.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Mar 2006 19:19:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's not piano lessons.  <br />
I know your mom says that if at first you don't succeed, you should try again, but trust me, I could never love you.  <br />
I'm NOT sorry.  That's life.  Some people just don't fit together.  Your love is ANNOYING me.  Yep, the constant attention is flattering, and it's getting on my nerves.  <br />
<br />
'A pedestal is as much a prison as any small, confined space.'<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
and then, the one I want gives me goose bumps.  I want him, but I don't want the game to end.  I never want to lose the goose bumps.  I'm afraid to make it real because in the light maybe it won't be what I imagined.  I'm afraid to.  Isn't that strange? ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>don't bother reading this one... :)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 14:16:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey heyyyy....<br />
<br />
Just wanted to change up my page.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />  <br />
<br />
Listening to Billy Joel "only the good die young", and in a good place.  <br />
<br />
Hmm... update? <br />
<br />
Help me stop dating, pleaaassee... *laugh*  Boys are everywhere, looking for girls.  It's no good, I can't hold back <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />  I'm sick of dating people I don't care about.  Sick of it!  I'm sick of breaking up with people, sick of first dates, sick of fancy friday night dinners.  I'm in that phase where I just want to be expectation-free.  No pressure... I want to have fun.  I need to be impressed for it to be more.  They just don't get it... *sigh*  A few days ago, I went out to Blue Cactus with this guy...  I thought I might as well give him a chance.  He was cute, 25, in law school, really intelligent, sweet, bilingual (haha...)... He introduced me to his best friend, who was Engaged *choke* and I suddenly thought: "My parents got married when they were 25..." and I freaked.  Grow up?  I DON'T WANNA! *stomps foot*  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> <br />
I need summer.  I need to fly... the sooner I get on that plane, the better.  <br />
May: Calgary, Alberta<br />
June: road trip to Vancouver, mayyybe a week in Australia... we'll see<br />
July: Stampede! Then Nova Scotia to see Cait<br />
August: volunteering at a camp for kids taking a break from tough homes <br />
September:  back at school, in my own apartment with three of my best friends, starting the  archaeology part of my program <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
A nice long talk with <a href="http://djh.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/j/djh.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="djh" /></a> ... I feel a lot more sane <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br />
<br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Great *note the sarcasm*</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2006 16:28:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Confused, to be sure.  <br />
There's no better word. <br />
My skin is alive with tension.  <br />
Their eyes, those meaningful looks, are pulling me in every direction. <br />
I'm swaying this way and that<br />
What am I supposed to do? <br />
Which one do I want?<br />
Do I take the opportunity, before it passes me by, or wait?<br />
I don't know.  Not at all. <br />
Which one do I want? <br />
I want all, I want none.<br />
What does each want from me?<br />
A lover, a friend, a soulmate, a one night stand?<br />
An adventure, a commitment, a savior, a crutch? <br />
It's too difficult to say.  <br />
Just when I think I've broken free, I'm overwhelmed.  <br />
<br />
To quote Sir Sydney: <br />
"So strangely (alas) thy works in me prevail,<br />
    That in my woes for thee thou art my joy,<br />
    And in my joys for thee my only annoy."<br />
<br />
Can you ever really be friends with someone who wants to date you?  <br />
<br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Last One, I swear!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2006 02:14:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was pretty much the best day ever.  EVER.  Certainly the best birthday ever.  <br />
I L-O-V-E love my friends.  <br />
<br />
When I got up this morning, My door was covered in streamers, and the hall was full of balloons and confetti.  There were a dozen people outside, taking pictures of my surprise and throwing confetti at me.  I went to class all warm and fuzzy, feeling loved and excited to be legal <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
For probably a month, my two best friends in rez, Cait and Cookie, have been planning for my birthday to take me out for dinner and drinks to Medithéo, this really classy Mediterranean place in the Market.  Cait and I got all dressed up in prom dresses, did our hair and make-up, and even got flowers.  Cookie put on a suit and tie and we were his ladies for the night.  <br />
<br />
When we got there, the whole second and third floors of rez were there, all dressed up.  I seriously wanted to cry.  How could a girl feel more loved?  Here were like fifty difficult-to-assemble, starving students, dressed their best at a really expensive restaurant on a wednesday night during exams, just for my special day.  They screamed happy birthday, bought me drinks, toasted to me, gave me birthday hugs and kisses, and my boys took turns birthday dancing with me.  What did I do to deserve this?  <br />
<br />
How could I ever be sad again?  All I have to do is remind myself of this day.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Energized..</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/7820272/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2006 15:49:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sorry, inundation of journals, I know...<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /> I'm not really sorry.  <br />
<br />
ANYWAY...<br />
<br />
I'm ridiculously excited... I have a midterm tomorrow!!  yes, that should be cause for despair, but the midterm consists of dressing up like a story book character and having a debate.  HOW FUN IS THAT??  I'm the White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland (HEY, could have been worse...) I bought a sweet pocket watch, monacle, and I have one white glove, a suit, and a tie.  ooo, and bunny ears and a tail.  It's off the hook.  Who said university was about hard work? psh.  <br />
<br />
so I was in the elevator with a guy friend and the shy guy, and right at the last minute, my guy friend jumped out and gave me a wicked grin, so I there alone with nick.  You know what he did? He turned crimson and stared at his feet.  How awkward!!  What is it about this boy that I like so much??  arrrg.  I don't understand it.  <br />
<br />
what else?  a creepy guy named Pierre who tells me every week in lit class that I look really pretty in a pedophile-tempting-a-child-with-a-kitten way (and I can feel him staring at me pretty much the whole class) asked me out the other day.  *shudder* He scares me a little.  I said I was seeing someone.<br />
<br />
It's my birthday wednesday the 8th, and we're going out for drinks at Blue Cactus... good times <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />  <br />
<br />
you know what else?  I feel really, really good.  I'm charged with endorphins or something; I'm like perma-hyper, perma-horny, perma-energetic, perma-smiley, super confident.  fun fun<br />
<br />
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*gasp* <br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>MWAHAHA!!</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/7812264/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2006 18:22:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://deviant-beliefs.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deviant-beliefs.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deviant-beliefs" /></a> <a href="http://guatemalan.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/u/guatemalan.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="guatemalan" /></a> <a href="http://unseenartists.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/n/unseenartists.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="unseenartists" /></a> <a href="http://theartistscorner.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/theartistscorner.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="theartistscorner" /></a> <a href="http://arrogantworms.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/r/arrogantworms.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="arrogantworms" /></a> <a href="http://bebop-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/e/bebop-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="bebop-club" /></a> <a href="http://twistednerveasylum.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/w/twistednerveasylum.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="twistednerveasylum" /></a> <a href="http://ww.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/w/w/ww.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ww" /></a> <a href="http://medievalcommunity.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/e/medievalcommunity.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="medievalcommunity" /></a>  <a href="http://sculptureclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/c/sculptureclub.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sculptureclub" /></a><br />
<br />
SO.  <br />
<br />
Last night, my friend cait found out that the guy she has been interested in for at least two months just got a girlfriend.  An ugly, loud, annoying girlfriend.  We all understand how insulting and crushing that would be...<br />
So given her situation and mine, we decided to get shmammered off our asses.  <br />
Cait got her toenail ripped off, I smashed my head on a shelf, I banged my nose somewhere but I don't remember how, I passed out in a public bathroom, Cait and I told quite a few people off (rudely) and confronted some about issues we never would have brought up if we weren't intoxicated, including a girl we all suspected of being a lesbian, and I also told this guy that I like him and I definitely don't and apparently he likes me back, so I'll have to deal with that later...<br />
 Needless to say, we drank a LOT.  My head hurts.  a LOT.  <br />
<br />
So I resolved to put the nice guy behind me.  It's kind of sick, I suppose, but when I want to just shut off my emotions for someone, I can quite easily.  I decided I'd get drunk, have a good time, and forget all about him and his silly smile.  <br />
<br />
Well drunk cameron didn't agree, and she went right up to him and kissed the hell out of him.  Not gonna lie, I was all over him.  It's all a bit fuzzy (like I said, I was extremely drunk) and it's more of a dream memory than a real one.  Well my friend dave was there, and he told me all the details.  I was falling over, being supported by the nice guy.  Dave says he was trying to hold himself back, even though I was ALL over him (  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /> ) but he did kiss my neck a little.  Dave told him to make a move, but he said "I don't want it to be like this" ... I passed out then <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/embarrassed.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blush:" title="Blush" /> ... and later, when I'd had lots of water and some bread, I went to talk to him (still a little drunk, but sober enough to keep my hands to myself and remember it after)  and he told me that he really cares about me. He said "Cameron, I really like you.  I wouldn't lie to you... it's just that this is all hard for me... You just have to understand"   The way he said it, his voice... gave me butterflies.  I could feel how he felt in his eyes and is voice.  I WANT to wait for him.  He is so sweet.  Please god don't let me hurt him.  <br />
<br />
Ok, so I sound like an idiot, I know I know.  I sound like that girl you would be telling him to stay away from... but I honestly like him.  I'm shameless, I know.   <br />
<br />
so.. keep you posted?  I surely will.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>WHAT is THIS...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 23:54:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://deviant-beliefs.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deviant-beliefs.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deviant-beliefs" /></a> <a href="http://guatemalan.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/u/guatemalan.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="guatemalan" /></a> <a href="http://unseenartists.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/n/unseenartists.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="unseenartists" /></a> <a href="http://theartistscorner.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/theartistscorner.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="theartistscorner" /></a> <a href="http://arrogantworms.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/r/arrogantworms.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="arrogantworms" /></a> <a href="http://bebop-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/e/bebop-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="bebop-club" /></a> <a href="http://twistednerveasylum.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/w/twistednerveasylum.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="twistednerveasylum" /></a> <a href="http://ww.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/w/w/ww.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ww" /></a> <a href="http://medievalcommunity.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/e/medievalcommunity.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="medievalcommunity" /></a>  <a href="http://sculptureclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/c/sculptureclub.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sculptureclub" /></a><br />
Like What The Fuck.  <br />
<br />
He doesn't want me back!  What is this??  <br />
<br />
Apparently he's afraid I'll cheat on him.  Based on nothing.  He just thinks I'm a big maneater all about the game, going from one guy to the next. <br />
<br />
I don't know how to take this.  It's a fucking joke, that's what it is.<br />
<br />
I apologize, I'm being ridiculous. Just... fuck.  This does not happen.  How did this happen?  I want him!  And he knows it!  And he is choosing not to do anything about it!!!  I can tell he wants me, I can see it.  I feel him look at me in that way with those eyes, and I KNOW.  So what the hell.  <br />
<br />
ok, so maybe I deserve it, a bit.  I'm not girlfriend material, I get that.  I'll freely admit that the men in my life have all turned out to be disposable.  That doesn't mean he has to walk away.  jesus fucking christ.  He could give it a chance.  <br />
<br />
*growl*  <br />
<br />
I WANT HIM!  oh god, I'm being veruca salt.  ridiculous.  "Daddy, I want a squirrel!!"  <br />
<br />
Him shying away just makes me want him more. What the fuck is wrong with me?  I like aggressive, so why do I have this feeling for this silly nice boy who is deathly afraid of getting hurt?  I respect that fear, but fuck, why would I be so attracted to someone who's clearly not compatible with me??  <br />
<br />
I NEED to put this behind me.  <br />
<br />
Get the fuck out of my head, nice boy.  <br />
<br />
Where are the jerks when you need them? <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
aggressive, much?   *sigh* ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Stir-Crazed, apparently</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 00:31:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://deviant-beliefs.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/deviant-beliefs.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="deviant-beliefs" /></a> <a href="http://guatemalan.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/u/guatemalan.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="guatemalan" /></a> <a href="http://unseenartists.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/n/unseenartists.png" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="unseenartists" /></a> <a href="http://theartistscorner.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/h/theartistscorner.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="theartistscorner" /></a> <a href="http://arrogantworms.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/r/arrogantworms.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="arrogantworms" /></a> <a href="http://bebop-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/e/bebop-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="bebop-club" /></a> <a href="http://twistednerveasylum.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/w/twistednerveasylum.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="twistednerveasylum" /></a> <a href="http://ww.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/w/w/ww.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ww" /></a> <a href="http://medievalcommunity.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/e/medievalcommunity.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="medievalcommunity" /></a><br />
It has been brought to my attention by certain deviants (you know who you are) that I have an affliction.  My grandmother would call me "stir-crazy", Farley Mowat would say I have cabin fever.  Regardless, I am feeling the annual need to fly away to some distant shore and go on mad adventures.  in a few weeks, a bunch of us will be going to a friend's time share in florida, but I don't know if that will be good enough.  I'm working in calgary this summer... but what I really want is a random act of 'Tolma' (to find out what that is, ask Thucydides.  hint: Greeks at the battle of Plataea) <br />
<br />
-WANTED, WHEN I AM DONE MY PROGRAM: 1 travelling companion to go backpacking in Ireland and Scotland, Australia, Spain (as well as elsewhere, if they prove to be what I'm looking for).  Must be EXTREMELY adventurous, so much so that they would be willing to risk possible hunger and discomfort, and the possiblility of spending the night at odd, distant relatives' houses in the british isles with me.  This person must be hardy and capable of backpacking with me, and if they whine, I would publically flog them.  MOST IMPORTANTLY, they have to witty, humorous, and good-looking, a.k.a. they must get along with me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />  I have yet to find someone who meets all of my requirements.  I have several friends who THINK they're capable, but let's face it, even though I love them, they're just not tough enough and I know it.  My cousin and I get along really well, but she's led a sheltered life, and I don't think she could handle hostels, or my rather cavalier attitude towards sex for that matter.  Speaking of sex, I think a guy would be better suited to this trip I'm planning, but the problem is that it's pretty much guaranteed that he would develop feelings for me (which is only natural, spending so much time together and all) and either it would be annoying if I didn't want him back, or we would end up having way too much sex and I'd miss out on the whole 'fling in Europe' experience.  Or I would fall deeply and madly in love *cue laughter*. Where do I find someone as spontaneous and crazy as me?  <br />
The most important thing is someone who I can have good times with, but who won't bitch and complain when things don't go quite right and maybe we get lost, or it starts to rain.  Someone good natured, able to have deep, intelligent conversation, who loves and appreciates a life changing experience, as well as pieces of history, as much as I do.  Someone who doesn't care about time, or social restrictions, and just lives to live, for knowledge and pleasure, as I do.  THAT's what I need to find before I go.  I may be spontaneous, but I'm not an idiot; I know no one should randomly travel alone in a foreign country. <br />
Sam, could you handle it?  You're probably the closest girl to my requirements, but I don't know if you would want to take the brutal urchin-ness of such a trek.  <br />
-okay, so I went off on a random tangent.  that's cool, it happens... this is MY journal man, I can write what I want!! *glares* <br />
<br />
On an utterly unrelated note:<br />
Things I eventually need to buy, so I better get rich now:<br />
-a kiln for my pottery<br />
-a Steinway,... ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Desire</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 00:14:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A really excellent prof said something really poignant to me today.  <br />
on Tolkien: "There is nothing so great as an idea whose time has come." <br />
Dr. Hudson is fabulous.  She lectured on the essay of Tolkien addressing fairy tales, and their inner-consistency of reality.  <br />
On Harry Potter and fantasy in general supposedly contradicting the bible: "Cameron; God created man in the image of Himself.  As God used words to create the world, so uses the fantasy author to create their own secondary world." <br />
After a class with her, I find myself questioning my major.  What began as a frivolous elective has dangerously become a fascination.  <br />
Nooo... don't worry, it won't happen.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
Why can't I just know everything at once and be everywhere all the time?  Someone give me directions to the tree of knowledge, because I'm ready for a bite of that delicious forbidden fruit.  <br />
<br />
<br />
On an unrelated note, a guy who I thought was over me has started harassing me again.  He is convinced that I really do love him deep down inside and that I'm just running away from my true emotions.  *barf*  He is smart, talented, good-looking, successful, and he cares about me--- a lot.  Why can't I just feel it back?  One day we were walking and the falling leaves excited me so much, I started to dance.  This guy just looked at me, a bit puzzled.  I knew at that moment that I could never really love him.  <br />
I'm convinced that I need a man who seems normal but is secretly dark.  Honestly, the emotional connection, and to be honest, the sex, is always better (for me, anyway) with a guy who is just a little bit crazy.    After all, How else could they put up with MY crazy?  I don't mean crazy like wife-beater/psycho/serial killer... I mean... ok.  so when I'm alone in my big old creaky house, I hear a noise, and I take a quick glance, I sometimes think-- and hope-- that I might see something supernatural.  THAT sort of crazy.  Crazy enough to explore an ancient temple, talk to trees, risk a quickie in a public bathroom, or make a snow angel on a roadtrip to nunavut.  And enjoy it as much as I would.  <br />
<br />
ramble ramble... sorry guys... <br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>tehehe...</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/7326782/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2006 11:55:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/15921206/">[link]</a><br />
this is fun, check it out...<br />
<br />
THIS, is an amazing poem by the quirky and talented LiteracyScaresMe I want you all to check out. dooooo eeeeeeet... <br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26382076/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
wow.  wasn't that amazing?<br />
<br />
here's something else that's fun.  you should check out this artist's gallery too, it's carayzay... <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/24696206/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
and on an unrelated note... <br />
<br />
A cardiologist died and was given an elaborate funeral. A huge heart covered in flowers stood behind the casket during the service.<br />
<br />
Following the eulogy, the heart opened, and the casket rolled inside. The heart then closed, sealing the doctor in the beautiful heart forever.<br />
<br />
At that point, one of the mourners burst into laughter. When all eyes stared at him, he said, "I'm sorry, I was just thinking of my own funeral; I'm a gynecologist."<br />
<br />
And that's when the proctologist fainted.<br />
<br />
chortlesnort...<br />
<br />
<br />
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                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>kisses for cammie...</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/7167258/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 12:31:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SO.  <br />
<br />
It's been a while.  <br />
<br />
ok, relationships.  <br />
I went through this highly intense, completely non-physical ..thing... with someone.  A close friend.  I don't know what to call it... and I don't think it's something anybody wants to hear about anyway... lol.  it sort of killed our friendship.  it sucks.  hm...<br />
<br />
Recently, I had random sex.  yea... never a great idea.  It was an amazing night, I mean, he was really hot, and, well, it was good, and we both decided right away before anything happened that it would be a one time thing and that we'd just be friends after, no problem.  I just really needed a fix... (gah that sounds bad...) guys, it's been a while, ok? ok. so... now he comes to visit me "as friends" all the time... arg... I really don't want to see him again, lol.  that's just how it is.  He definitely wants more... haha, I don't blame him... lmao, sorry.  <br />
so I was pretty brutal with him the other day.  I think I hurt his feelings... but it needed to be done.  <br />
<br />
OK, on to the fun stuff!  I met this super hot guy who I had a bit of a crush on and we really got along, and then started talking a lot on msn.  so he was the MC of this battle of the bands thing, and he had friends in one of the bands, and he was like "This one is for a girl I want to date..." and he sang. FOR ME. *squeal* how sweet is that??  it's ridiculously corny, but it put a huge smile on my face, so...  naturally I have to go on a date with him.  OF COURSE I do.  It doesn't hurt that he is sexy as hell and 6"1... he's also really smart, and he loves history just like I do. *big smile*  this weekend, he and I have an all-day date planned, involving museums in ottawa... yay!  I'm a geek at heart.  So... I guess I'll have to get back to you on how it goes...  mm... cammie wants kisses... <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>PENIS!!</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6807313/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 07:41:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK, so the boys bathroom is right across from my room, right? so I just use it.  Screw walking around to the girls.  So I knock first, to avoid awkward situations. Makes sense, works for me... <br />
<br />
I just came back from the bathroom like five seconds ago.  I knocked before I went in, went into the stall, did my business, and I walked out, AND THERE WAS A GUY PISSING IN THE URINAL.  So now I know him a little better than I did before.  I laughed (couldn't help myself!!) and was like "my bad, hun"   and he was like...<br />
<br />
"no problem." turned around, his dick hanging out, and just kind of put it away all non-chalant.  <br />
Why can't all guys be that cool? lol ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>WARNING::: JOURNAL CHAIN</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6805503/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 23:56:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ THE JOURNAL CHAIN! *duh duh DUUUUH!!!* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fear.gif" width="18" height="18" alt=":fear:" title="Fear" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sprint.gif" width="101" height="20" alt=":sprint:" title="Time to haul ass out of here!" /> AHHH!!!!<br />
<br />
Leave a comment here and...<br />
1. I'll respond with something random about you.<br />
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.<br />
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.<br />
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.<br />
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.<br />
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.<br />
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.<br />
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written. So there! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nana.gif" width="37" height="22" alt=":nana:" title="Nana, look what I have and you dont!" /><br />
<br />
<br />
Don't do it if you don't want... really.  lol  But hell I'm willing of you are... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> <br />
<br />
I SWEAR IT WAS DEE'S FAULT!!!! I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Sex On The Beach</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6775309/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2005 13:52:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why does my whole body feel like I was just hit by a truck?  Well maybe its because<br />
<br />
1.	I was on my feet from 6:30 til about 3:00 am.<br />
2.	I was dancing for most of that time, in the sort of ridiculous flailing manor of a girl whose had       just enough coolers to be giddy as hell<br />
3.	I was wearing ridiculous shoes that Im sure have caused me some future arthritis<br />
4.	On the bus to the after party I sat with a Sigma Alpha Mu frat boy (who was pretty hot, but so drunk he was drooling on me) and he was rubbing my arms and squeezing my ass suggestively--- romantic.  <br />
5.	I got WASTEd at the after party and didnt get to bed until about 6:00<br />
6.	I slept in an awkward position on a crowded couch. <br />
7.	I had to get up at 9.  <br />
8.	At which point I played beach volleyball in shorts, a t-shirt and bare feet in like plus 5 weather.  In the rain.  For like four hours.  <br />
9.      I saw people having sex on the beach.<br />
10.	I have possibly the worst hangover Ive ever had.<br />
<br />
<br />
Yep, I feel like ass on a stick.  But it was probably the best 24 hours Ive had for a good month.  And were doing it all again tonight.<br />
<br />
So the sorority went to Le Scratch for some fun with the boys last night.  Wild, lol.  I played some pool, had some drinks, chilled with my girls, chatted up the boys, and did a little dancing. <br />
<br />
Highlights:  This frat, the Sigma Pis, had their pledges dress up like firefighters and strip on stage for initiation.  It was hot, lol.  They had on cute little spongebob squarepants tighty whiteys, which I enjoyed.  So I saw like ten penises last night.  Lovely, lol.  I took pictures; maybe Ill post one.  Well see.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" /> I saw a guy get his face busted open in a mad drunken bar fight, eee.  Also, we played truth or dare (this was at, I dunno, 4 am?) and I had to buzz the guys in the next room, who were playing poker, sweep all the stuff off the poker table and get up and do a sexy dance.  It was a fun night.  <br />
<br />
I KISSED NO ONE.  So Im still a good girl, and Im keeping my resolution.  <br />
<br />
<br />
Btw, apparently I have some guy Jeff s email scribbled on my arm.  Think I should add him? ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>I'm sick of boys.</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6686016/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2005 11:01:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK.  I apologize for the spammage.  <br />
<br />
<br />
Monday, this random guy in my spanish class asked me if I wanted to go out for pizza, and I said sure, naturally.  so we chatted and everything, and he came back to my room after to watch Salad Fingers (<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/plotting.gif" width="18" height="20" alt=":plotting:" title="Hmm. Evil plotting in progress." />  teehehe, salad fingers!)  It was pleasant.  <br />
<br />
THEN...<br />
 he told he liked me a lot and had for a long time.  oh god.  I told him that I wasn't into getting into a relationship right now, and I gave him a hug.  <br />
AT WHICH POINT he told me he loved me.  and that he prayed to God for me to come to him and that we were meant to be.  <br />
<br />
OMFG...<br />
<br />
AND... <br />
last night I had to tell alex we should just stay friends.  He said he was ok, but I could tell he wasn't.  fuck.  we went to the movies, and it wasn't awkward for me, thankfully, but I bet it was for him.  Every time we talked, he looked at me with those sad eyes that told me he still liked me so much, and it sucked.  a lot.  A HELL of a lot.  <br />
<br />
I'm sick of boys. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Like a Scene From a Corny Romance</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6639237/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2005 02:09:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have this... friend.  We're awesome friends.  We hang out all the time, and we talk about everything. He is amazingly sexy, and french.  FRANCE french, but is from Montreal.  ooooo...<br />
He was like "read that bottle to me"<br />
It was in french, and i was like "no!  my french accent is too english to read it to you"<br />
and he leaned in and sort of murmured in a french way "i tink your french accent is sexy"<br />
and i MELTED.<br />
and now every time I speak french he gives me this sexy french smile and goes "ya baby" in a totally hot french way.  He's one of my best friends.  Yes, I'm extremely attracted to him, but I decided to remain friends with him and just sort of flirt shamelessly and fantasize about kissing his sexy french mouth... lol.  <br />
<br />
reasons:<br />
1.  I vowed to slow down.  To take my time, and stay AWAY FROM BOYS.  for a while.  <br />
2. he is TOO sexy.  boys that sexy are bad bad boys.  <br />
3. he has a posse of silly little french and english girls following him everywhere, grasping at him and trying to rape him.  It's a real problem, and it's annoying as hell.  They're all these mindless little blond bitches, lol<br />
4. Honestly, there are too many boys out there right now to DATE one.  I mean, that sounds bitchy but I don't want to date anyone for kicks; I want to date someone I really care about. <br />
5.  I don't like him THAT much, in a more than friends way.  not enough to date him.  And I decided not to do meaningless ever again.  <br />
<br />
so the other night, he walked me home to my dorm, and we always hug, friendly-like, and we were hugging, and I could tell he wanted to kiss me.  cammie can tell.  he sort of leaned in, and I carefully avoided it so as not to injure his pride and to make it look like I didn't know he was going for the kiss.  I quickly said goodnight and left, lol.  <br />
tonight, we were at a friend's place, and he sat right up against me beside me, and I could feel this tension, and I could see it in his eyes.  he walked me home again.  This time I stood kind of away from him, lol, just in case... we talked about normal stuff, all friendly and casual.  When it came time to leave,  I hugged him quickly and said "I won't see you this weekend, I'm going home, but I'll call you Monday!" and turned to go.  He grabbed me.  like a scene from a corny movie, lol, yanked me over, and pulled me in close.  He closed his eyes, parted his lips, then sort of drew back all of a sudden (still holding me to him) and said "I'm not seeing you all weekend... can I please just kiss you?" <br />
<br />
<br />
...<br />
<br />
<br />
and...<br />
<br />
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, what could I do??<br />
<br />
I smiled up stupidly at his sexy face.  I couldn't say anything.  Can he kiss me???  OH GOD.  What the hell???  YES YES YES!!!  NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!  <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
We kissed.  briefly.  well, not that briefly.  <br />
<br />
He gave me this "I am your puppy dog forever" (totally foreign thing for him, lol) look, squeezed my arm, and watched longingly as I scurried away.  I was trembling.  <br />
<br />
WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?  <br />
<br />
WHY COULDN'T HE GO FOR ONE OF THOSE STUPID LITTLE BLOND BITCHES????<br />
<br />
WHY GOD WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
lol.  <br />
<br />
I say "lol", but it's not funny at all.  <br />
<br />
<br />
He really likes me, I can tell.  LIKE likes me.  I really like him too, as in he's one of my best friends! I really enjoyed kissing him too.  And that whole grabbing me thing was sexy as hell.  but... I can't just date him!!!  and he expects that!!!  My heart isn'T really there!!!!  but I love him as a friend!!!!  <br />
<br />
I'm a fucking bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I teased him, flirted with him, led him on SO much.  I never expected anything, and I made that pretty clear several times.  He seemed to understand.  We were just great friends.  grrr... BITCH BITCH BITCH!! *slaps own face repeatedly*<br />
I'm fucked up.  he deserves better, lol.  I'm seriously the most emotionally fucked up, careless girl when it comes to love, unless the person really truly is my match.  and I know he isn't.  I KNOW what kind of person is.  (th.....)  I am shameless.  Truly.  All men should stear clear of me.<br />
but I've never tried dating a friend, getting to really know him and then DATING.  Usually I date people I've messed around with first.  Hell it sounds horrible, but I'm being honest here.  Is this something I should try?<br />
<br />
cammie... what are you doing? and where do you go from here... ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>NuSigmaPi</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6577990/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 00:34:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OH.  MAN.  <br />
<br />
So I got this thing saying "Hey first year, you're cool, for a first year, we want you in our sorority."<br />
<br />
So I went to this... thing... they had me go to.  Apparently I'm RUSHING, which means they are planning to swear me in as a member in like two weeks.  GAH.  <br />
<br />
A giant club of horny, crazy girls looking for excitement about 4 times a week.  Does that sound like cammie??  Maaaaybe.  <br />
<br />
It's intense though... you have to be totally into the whole sorority thing to join, apparently.  eee...<br />
Ok.  so I was all sketch about the situation, until I went to this mixer, where the NuSigmaPis met up with the Omegas.  OH GOD.  It's a frat of amazingly hot guys.  Who we're supposed to become "close" with.  I could get close to a piece of Omega, let me tell you.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" /><br />
There's a red light green light formal tomorrow night (red light=taken, green light=single) where you dress all up and meet guys.  I have to admit; that's exciting!  Like OMG, I'm not a member and like, they're totally like getting me all like girly like already, like totally, OMG. <br />
lol...<br />
they do volunteery stuff too.  which I'm into...<br />
and they have these girly picnic thingys every week or something, lol.  how cute.  <br />
And girls, these boys were... orgasmic.  All preppy and fratty, if you're into that.  totally schoolboy hot.  lmao... <br />
<br />
I'd be one of the only first years though... maybe the only one.  eee...  Does cammie want to do this??!?<br />
<br />
We shall see. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Time.  time time time.</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6497060/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 18:14:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've shortened my onscreen name from "Ray Charles Saves my Sanity. "I'm a Fool for you..."   or maybe just a fool..."  to "cam" for your convenience.  I'm so sorry to be spamming you guys with journals, so dont read it if you don't want, lol.  It's just that I've had a revelation about the whole situation while talking to sam-face, lol.  I took out some random useless crap though (like the whoo whooo whooo thing, sam-face, LMAO...)<br />
<br />
Cam says:<br />
eeee... he's on... AWKWARD...<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
are you gonna talk to him?<br />
Cam says:<br />
HE'S TALKING...<br />
Cam says:<br />
eee<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
hahahahaha! what's he saying?<br />
Cam says:<br />
hi, etc<br />
nothing specific...<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
as though nothing happened?<br />
Cam says:<br />
kind of.<br />
Cam says:<br />
eee<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
poor boy<br />
Cam says:<br />
k, he totally just blocked me or something<br />
Cam says:<br />
he randomly went offline<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
hunh. maybe his computer fucked up<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
awww... ^_^<br />
Cam says:<br />
lol<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
did you say anything back to him?<br />
Cam says:<br />
ya, i said hi <br />
Starálfur says:<br />
well THAT was no reason to block you..<br />
Cam says:<br />
lol<br />
Cam says:<br />
he might not of.  we could just be dramatic girls<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
very possible<br />
Cam says:<br />
or not...<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
lol<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
hey, whenever i thought dono blocked me, he did<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
*shrugs*<br />
Cam says:<br />
meh.  it's weird to talk to him anyway<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
there ya go<br />
Cam says:<br />
what could we possibly say to each other<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
"hi" "how was school?" "talk to joel lately?" "everyone loves joel...."<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
etc. etc.<br />
Cam says:<br />
"how's school?"  "good"  "how are you?"  "good"<br />
Cam says:<br />
lol<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
hahaha<br />
Cam says:<br />
exactly<br />
Camsays:<br />
no, I'm staying away from that scene for a while<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
probably a good call<br />
Cam says:<br />
mmhm<br />
It's fucked me up in a weird way<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
yeah?<br />
Cam says:<br />
it's like... you know when you do something stupid, like vandalize something, then you get caught, and the person is really actually sad, and you realize how stupid what you did was??<br />
that's how i feel.  <br />
Starálfur says:<br />
hmm... yeah, i know what you mean<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
i think<br />
Cam says:<br />
seriously, i dated him FOR FUN, you know that.  but to him it was real.  i didnt take it seriously.  i was such a fucking bitch.  i realize that now<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
you weren't necessarily a fucking bitch... you just were looking at it differently<br />
Camsays:<br />
it'S not that i liked him more than i thought i did.  it's that I vandalized his heart in some stupid game. <br />
Starálfur says:<br />
did you apologize to him?<br />
Cam says:<br />
kind of.  you see, i used the whole classic long distance relationship thing.  I think it would be easier for him that way anyway.  That way he doesn't think that it was his fault or that it was personal or anything<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
ahh.<br />
Cam says:<br />
i didnt tell HIM that i used him or anything, lol<br />
Cam says:<br />
i think that would hurt worse.<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
i think it would too<br />
Cam says:<br />
so i stuck with... we never see each other and it makes me too sad... we didnt know each other well enough to begin with to make long distance work... blah blah blah<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
i see<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
that was probably the best way<br />
Cam says:<br />
definitely.  <br />
Cam says:<br />
but i STILL feel like a bitch.<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
you're not a bitch, camface<br />
Cam says:<br />
on a personal level, y'know??  <br />
Cam says:<br />
like, i need to change my ways.  i have serious character flaws.  why haven't i noticed this before?<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
everyone has serious character flaws<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
it makes things more interesting<br />
Cam says:<br />
it,s not that i hurt him, because he sort of knew going into it that it couldn't last, so that I can get over.  It's how messed he was while I didn't care THAT much that bothers me.  <br />
Cam says:<br />
i feel dishonest.<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
what do you mean "It's how messed he was"?<br />
Cam says:<br />
like for me, it was inevitable.  for him, it was like "Oh No... don't let us end like this..."<br />
Starálfur says:<br />
ohh..<br />
Cam says:<br />
for him it was... REAL.<br />
Cam says:<br />
jeez.  <br />
Starálfur says:<br />
it was different perspectives<br />
Cam says:<br />
he wasn,t "messed" per say<br />
Cam says:<br />
lol, it could have been worse, like a crying david fit<br />
Starálfu... ]]></description>
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                <title>eeew.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 22:51:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok guys.  I broke up with Steve.  <br />
<br />
you wanna know what??  I feel like shit.  I feel absolutely like a piece of shit.  <br />
<br />
We just couldn't keep going though. It wouldn't have worked.  Too much.  The long-distance thing just wasn't working.  We've talked on the phone like twice since we saw each other last.  Fuck.  We're both just too busy for the long-distance thing.  We're both out partying every night, which is never good for a long-distance relationship.  <br />
<br />
So why do I feel like I just ripped out his heart??!?<br />
<br />
Why do I feel like such a bitch?  <br />
<br />
Why can't I be a normal person and just cry about it??  I wish I could.  <br />
<br />
seriously, what the fuck is wrong with me?  <br />
<br />
*Cam, this is your conscience.  Calm down.  Calm the hell down.*<br />
<br />
We didn't even date that long or anything.  And I didn't even like him THAT much.  I think I liked him more than I let myself believe.  Why am I sick to my stomach?    <br />
<br />
Maybe because I just got trashed, and I'm STILL a little fucked.  I HAD to. It was the only thing that could make me forget.  That or crazy sex, but then I would be a bad person, and I know I'd feel way worse.  I can't just rebound the same day, lol.  That would be nuts.  <br />
<br />
On a random note, sex is such a fucking amazing anti-depressant.  man.  I could use some sex right now.  But that wouldn't be fair to Steve OR the boy I was rebounding with.  So cammie will-- as they say figuratively-- keep it in her pants.  <br />
<br />
<br />
THIS FUCKING SUCKS.  i feel so... eeew. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Decisions, decisions</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6472598/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 00:12:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My Mind is Screaming.  <br />
 <br />
I kiss your eyes<br />
Softly<br />
Firmly<br />
A careless brush<br />
Not because I want to but because I can't help myself.<br />
With blithe eyes, I sigh<br />
Girly is surfacing<br />
Those eyes trace you helplessly.  <br />
Tingling finertips brush your sleeve<br />
Itching<br />
Encouraging<br />
Dancing close with impatience.<br />
A racing heart with a mind faster still takes a tumbling dive into the hampster wheel of uncertain frustration.  <br />
 <br />
Everything...<br />
 <br />
for a smile.  <br />
THE smile.  The smile of a complaisant star.  <br />
 <br />
Is my abstraction a wasted enslavement in fond proclivity?<br />
 <br />
There is a world beween this and the other.<br />
 <br />
An instant rush of blood<br />
Singing<br />
Relentless<br />
A hot chorus on a wheel of fire. <br />
I grasp a fistful of hair<br />
Clumsy<br />
Careless<br />
An act of lusting abandonment.<br />
Lidded eyes<br />
Silky skin<br />
Shivers and curves<br />
Arched toes on a cold floor.  <br />
The language of necessity and life<br />
Painful urgence<br />
Fulfilled emptiness.  <br />
 <br />
My Mind is Screaming.  <br />
 <br />
Fitful unrest claws me anxiously while two stars burn<br />
One soft and strong<br />
Inexorable, but placidly so as a lake of unexplored depth<br />
The other a bright river shifting and glaring in sharp sunlight to destinations unknown.   <br />
 <br />
Shall I bask in the glow of a star for millenia to come, or be transported on an indeterminate journey in a beam of blinding light?<br />
 <br />
Decisions, decisions. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>burnout</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2005 23:13:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For the past few glorious and painful days, I have been running myself to the limit.  Ive been to a crazy french mosh pit, a cottage party in chelsea with over 500 people, an IKEA midnight madness obstacle course complete with a meatball eating contest (IN IKEA), a drunken night with a bunch of giddy girls in the common room, and a massive, all-out kegger floor party.  Each while completely innebriated.  Im fucking tired.  Ive been out til like four every night, and Ive gotten up at like nine for frosh activities.  It fucking sucks, but its awesome at the same time.  <br />
<br />
And classes start thursday.  dear Lord. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Mellow...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 00:31:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel so amazing right now.  I have the perfect buzz, and I just had the most amazing time ever.  wow, I just said amazing twice.  now three times.  <br />
ANYWAY... my whole body is tingly right now in such a crazy awesome way.  like after a great orgasm.  it's undescribable.  I can can barely type right now because of my twitchy hands and drunkeness.  but not crazy drunk.  just the perfect buzz drunk.  I feel incredible.  GOD.  Like I'm about to pass out after great sex but I can't because I feel so good.  man.  I was at this bush party in beachburg, and I met all kinds of crazy fun people who are going to ottawa u next year.  lots of fun craziness took place, but I won't go into details.  then matty E and I had this great soul-connecting discussion that was aided greatly by much booze.  just a friendship thing, though.  I'm not all "MATTY E (orgasm), I WANNA BE YOUR FANCLUB" like SOME people I know... we're just tight now, lol.  and SO many hot guys in one place.  a feast for the eyes.  k... you have no idea how good I feel right now.  unless you've had FUCKING AWESOME sex.  I have to stop.  now.  GOD i'm shaking.  k.  I'm seriously done now.  beeeedddd...<br />
<br />
p.s. Like I said to sam-face, this all makes perfect sense, but perhaps it won't later, so disregard it completeyl. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>INCEST</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6290142/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2005 17:32:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HOLY FUCK. <br />
<br />
read this and tell me what you think.  <br />
<a href="http://www.legalaffairs.org/issues/January-February-2005/feature_labi_janfeb05.msp">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>jark/spyed deal</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6136948/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 22:25:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sam-face, cari-bear, jeanerificus, go here.  <br />
<br />
<a href="http://forum.deviantart.com/devart/general/467888/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
what the hell do you think of this?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
well holy shit.  that's all I have to say.<br />
<br />
go here too.<br />
<a href="http://www.t52.org/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<br />
and here, because this is fabulous, and you NEED to see it.  <br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/21383266/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>HARRY POTTER and the HBP!!!!!!!</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/6000625/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 00:22:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
I FINALLY FINISHED HP and the HALF BLOOD PRINCE TODAY AND IT WAS...<br />
<br />
<br />
A---M---A---Z---I---N---G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
A---M---A---Z---I---N---G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
A---M---A---Z---I---N---G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
A---M---A---Z---I---N---G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
A---M---A---Z---I---N---G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Book five was a bit of a let-down; no crazy surprise twist ending, Harry was being a complete tart, and the love plot was lacking.  <br />
<br />
THIS ONE SURPASSED MY EXPECTATIONS COMPLETELY.  <br />
<br />
I actually ALMOST CRIED!!!!!!<br />
<br />
ME!!!!!!!!<br />
<br />
SOOOOOOOOO many crazy things happened... <br />
<br />
I started reading it late in the evening yesterday... bad idea. I was up until about 5:00.  I kept almost falling asleep, and it was getting lighter out, so I went to bed, only to wake up early the next morning to resume my reading.  <br />
HARRY POTTER, YOU DIRTY LITTLE PAGE-TURNER!!!<br />
<br />
I don't know how the hell I'm supposed to live with myself, knowing what I do, not knowing what I don't.  WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO HARRY?!??!? What's going to happen to the half-blood prince? What about the FUCKING HORCRUXES, and Ginny??  or Bill?? WHAT ABOUT HOGWARTS?  Fred and George??  My very existence depends on this knowledge!!<br />
<br />
<br />
DAMN YOU, J.K. ROWLING AND YOUR MARVELLOUSLY BRILLIANT CREATIVITY!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /><br />
<br />
Someone I know, PLEASE read it so we can rant together.  I'm in desperate need.  Perhaps I'll find another girl at the mall like the last one... (Sam knows of what I speak)<br />
<br />
And a big I told you so about a certain something, or someones, Jeanerificus, hint hint.  <br />
<br />
I think I'll go have another night of fitful tossing now.  Sweet sleep to all. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>For Sam</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/5987737/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 15:09:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This was smuggled from the York University website.  To make a long story short, DAMN YOU SAM!!!!!!  YOU AND YOUR DRIVING ME CRAZINESS!!!!!!!!!!! <br />
<br />
Cup of coffee<br />
A psychologists sees an addiction. <br />
A student sees an all-nighter.<br />
A kinesiologist sees a miracle.<br />
<br />
Chair<br />
A philosopher sees simplicity.<br />
A designer sees a classic.<br />
An environmentalist sees deforestation.<br />
<br />
Earth<br />
A geologist sees fossil fuel.<br />
Engineer sees space stations.<br />
Historian sees war.<br />
<br />
Cigarette<br />
A chemist sees formaldehyde<br />
Law student sees class action.<br />
Child psychologist sees peer pressure.<br />
<br />
Doctor mask<br />
Nursing student sees protection<br />
Biologist sees SARS<br />
Sociologist sees chaos<br />
<br />
QUESTION EVERY ANGLE.<br />
STUDY EVERY ANGLE.<br />
RESEARCH EVERY ANGLE. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Deviant-beliefs post-- crazy christian motherfucke</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/5945290/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 19:31:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One random day I walked in the door and there was a huge family sitting in my living room. They were all dressed like stereotypical mennonites; long grey skirts and high collar buttoned grey shirts, high black shoes for the girls, pleated pants, suspenders, plaid shirts on the boys. Anyway, apparently, they were some sort of distant cousin to me (second cousins thrice removed or some nonsense). They were the sweetest, most well-behaved kids I've ever met. They live on a remote, completely self-sufficient farm in northern Ontario. All the kids are homeschooled and are not allowed to associate with other children for fear of moral contamination. They aren't allowed to read books (besides the glorious bible, of course, which they read daily) and they spend their lives in a bubble of ignorant bliss from the outside world.<br />
To me, that was kind of interesting, if not mildly disturbing.<br />
Then...<br />
we were sitting at the table having a nice chat when one little girl nudged me discreetly, and leaned over to whisper: "You left it out on the table, maybe you should put it away," indicating a wooden cutting board we had there with a wooden handle. At my look of confusion, she continued: "It's sitting right there and you have people over. You should put it out of sight." I asked her what she was talking about, and she replied with the astounding question: "Isn't that what your father uses to hit you at night?"<br />
"UH... NO. Are you joking?"<br />
"Don't you get a spank at night for your sins?"<br />
"No. I've been spanked like twice in my life. With a hand. And it never really hurt; it just kind of made me mad."<br />
<br />
She didn't fucking believe me. That little girl thought that every family had the children line up and get paddled so hard they cried each and every fucking night. No matter what they'd done. The eldest was FIFTEEN fucking years old. You know what their sins were? Speaking. Looking too pretty. Smiling too much.<br />
SICK.<br />
She also said something to me in a way that made me suspicious that he enjoyed the paddling in a sick, nasty way.<br />
<br />
Is it okay for people who are clearly mentally sick and twisted to hide behind a mask of 'Religion'? Those children will be fucked over for life. They will never be functioning, happy members of society because their parents are crazy christian motherfuckers.  They've twisted what was wholesome and good into a destructive cult mentality.<br />
<br />
Hell, at least their souls will be saved. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Naked</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 23:40:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Life would be so much easier if we were all naked.<br /><br />This journal was inspired by ~<a href="http://djh.deviantart.com/">djh</a> , but the contents were brought forth and discussed with Matt-O, Smelly Nagora, Jean-face, and stupid-face Benny B. (but it was mostly Matt-O).<br />
<br />
<br />
  Life would be so much easier if we were all naked.<br />
<br />
1.  What's more fun than being naked??!??<br />
2.  Everything is more comfortable naked. <br />
3.  You could eat wthout worrying about soiling your clothes    because you could just lick it off or get someone else to. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />.<br />
4.  You could just walk in and out of the shower without dealing with clothing or towels.  (mmm... Guys dripping wet from the shower are so damn sexy...)    <br />
5.  You could casually have sex without frantically putting your clothes back on when you're caught because you were both just naked anyway.  ("We weren't doing anything... We were just naked...")<br />
6.  Having sex would just be natural.  ("Well, were naked, and standing close to each other, and so naturally...")<br />
6.  you wouldn't have to worry about what your date's body looks like under their clothes because it's right there already.  <br />
7.  People could just get tatoos in cool places all over instead of wearing clothes.  <br />
<br />
<br />
Feel free to add more.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>tehe... F. max's smuggled journal quiz...</title>
                <link>http://SunscapeWings.deviantart.com/journal/5565019/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Jun 2005 21:56:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Place an x in any that you have done:<br />
() smoked a cigarette--- EEEW!  no.  <br />
() smoked a cigar<br />
(x) been high (on sugar)--- yay sugar!<br />
(x) been drunk<br />
(x) made out with a member of the same sex---weeeell, "made out" is an overstatement.  kissed on a dare, maybe.  <br />
() been in love--- I don't know.  Love is so... intangible.  <br />
() been dumped<br />
(x) dumped someone<br />
(x) shoplifted--- candies when I was like seven.  My mom thinks it's hilarious.  <br />
() been fired<br />
(x) been in a fist fight--- yea...<br />
() snuck out of your parent's house<br />
(x) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back--- as much as I'd like to believe johnny depp wants to sweep me off my feet...<br />
() been arrested<br />
(x) made out with a stranger--- eee, guilty.  sounds so much worse in writing.  ok, maybe we should add some x's, for honesty's sake...<br />
() gone on a blind date--- never.  crazy, huh?  <br />
(x) lied to a friend--- eeep, yes.  unfortunately.<br />
() had a crush on a teacher<br />
(x) skipped school--- pfft.  who hasn't?<br />
(x?) slept with a co-worker--- EEE.  (awkward silence) we didn't really sleep... actually, I... well, I gave him a blow job.  No sex though...<br />
(x) seen someone die (animals count as someones)<br />
() had a crush on one of your internet friends--- all the time.  <br />
(x) been to Canada.  never.  I just live here.<br />
(x?) been to Mexico--- flown over...?<br />
(x) been on a plane<br />
() thrown up in a bar<br />
(x) set a part of myself on fire--- long story<br />
(x) eaten sushi<br />
() been snowboarding<br />
(x) been moshing/crowd surfing at a show<br />
() been in an abusive relationship<br />
(x) taken painkillers<br />
(x) love someone or miss someone right now<br />
(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by<br />
(x) made a snow angel<br />
(x) had a tea party<br />
(x) flown a kite<br />
(x) built a sand castle<br />
(x) gone puddle jumping<br />
(x) played dress up--- with cari, yesterday!<br />
(x) jumped into a pile of leaves<br />
(x) gone sledding<br />
(x) cheated while playing a game--- naturally.  There's a game called cheat.  <br />
(x) been lonely--- stupid question<br />
(x) fallen asleep at work/school<br />
() used a fake id<br />
(x) watched the sun set<br />
() felt an earthquake--- canada...<br />
(x) touched a snake<br />
(x) slept beneath the stars<br />
(x) been tickled<br />
(x) been robbed<br />
(x) been misunderstood<br />
(x) petted a reindeer/goat<br />
(x) won a contest<br />
() ran a red light<br />
() been suspended from school<br />
(x) been in a car accident<br />
(x) had braces<br />
(x) felt like an outcast--- I feel like a major third wheel when jeanie and ben come over because they snorkle all over each other in my presense.  eug.  <br />
() eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night<br />
(x) had deja vu<br />
(x) danced in the moonlight<br />
() hated the way you look--- hate is too strong a word.  Disliked, yes.  <br />
(x) witnessed a crime<br />
() questioned your heart<br />
() been obsessed with post-it notes<br />
(x) squished barefoot through the mud<br />
(x) been lost<br />
(x) been to the opposite side of the country--- kind of.  calgary??<br />
(x) swam in the ocean<br />
(x) felt like dying<br />
(x) cried yourself to sleep<br />
() played cops and robbers<br />
(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers<br />
(x) sung karaoke<br />
(x) paid for a meal with only coins--- it's called timmy's at least once a week, baby.  <br />
(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't<br />
(x) made prank phone calls<br />
(x) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose<br />
(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue<br />
(x) danced in the rain<br />
(x) written a letter to Santa Claus<br />
(x) been kissed under a mistletoe<br />
(x) watched the sun set with someone you care about<br />
(x) blown bubbles<br />
(x) made a bonfire on the beach<br />
(x) crashed a party--- if by that you mean walked in on friends having sex therefore crashing a private party of two, yes.  <br />
(x) gone rollerskating<br />
(x) had a wish come true<br />
() humped a monkey--- I have to say no on that one.  <br />
(x) worn pearls<br />
(x) jumped off a bridge<br />
() ate dog/cat food<br />
(x) told a complete stranger you loved them--- only in jest.  <br />
() kissed a mirror<br />
(x) sang in the shower<br />
(x) have a black dress (how sad...)<br />
(x) had a dream that you married someone<br />
(x) glued your hand to something<br />
(x) got your tongue stuck to something metal<br />
(x) kissed a fish<br />
(x) worn the opposite sexes clothes--- I'm wearing my brother's boxers right now.  shhh, don't tell him.<br />
() been a cheerleader<br />
(x) sat on a roof top<br />
(x) screamed at the top of your lungs<br />
() done a one-handed cartwheel<br />
(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours<br />
(x) stayed up all night<br />
(x?) didn't take... ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>little pet peeve.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 18:38:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It doesn't really sit well with me when  people say that photography isn't art.   Maybe they should try it sometime.  <br />
(I make an exception for digital  photography; it's a little  different...)<br />
<br />
there is so much versatility required  to make great photographs.  Julia  Margaret Cameron made her own makeshift  darkroom in her home and explored the  exposure taking, developing, and  printing processes of photography.   just look at some of her amazing,  emotive pieces.  <br />
<a href="http://images.google.ca/imgres?imgurl=http://www.sackville.ednet.ns.ca/art/gallery/exhibit/photography/peoplepix/Cameron,Julia_Margaret-The_Echo-1868-s.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.sackville.ednet.ns.ca/art/gallery/exhibit/photography/peoplepix/peoplepix-1.html&h=237&w=200&sz=5&tbnid=OTDjHdO2alEJ:&tbnh=103&tbnw=87&hl=en&start=27&amp">[link]</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /> rev=/images%3Fq%3Djulia%2Bmargaret%2Bcam eron%2Bpictures%26start%3D20%26hl%3Den%2 6lr%3D%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg. mozilla:en-US<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" />fficial_s%26sa%3DN<br />
<a href="http://images.google.ca/imgres?imgurl=http://fotomuveszet.elender.hu/0112/nagykepek/jpg_kepek_011218/01121801.jpg&imgrefurl=http://fotomuveszet.elender.hu/0112/nagykepek/jpg_kepek_011218/nagykep_01121801.html&h=360&w=313&sz=40&tbnid=jEsGdiBlqYMJ:&tbnh=116&tbnw=101&hl=en&start=97&amp">[link]</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /> rev=/images%3Fq%3Djulia%2Bmargaret%2Bcam eron%2Bpictures%26start%3D80%26hl%3Den%2 6lr%3D%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg. mozilla:en-US<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" />fficial_s%26sa%3DN<br />
<a href="http://www.scielo.br/img/fbpe/ra/v41n2/n2a01ft5.gif">[link]</a><br />
<br />
When you TAKE pictures, it's not art.   You MAKE them.  dodging, burning,  vignetting, exposure times, film  speeds, flare, filters, polarizers,  lenses, dichroic filtration, developer,  fixer, stop bath, silver nitrate,  fogging, light sensitive materials,  silver salts, sync terminals, f-stops,  shutter speeds, bracketing, hot shoes,  flashes, reflectors, incident light  meters, grain, neutral density,  pentaprisms, brownies, copy stands,   diffusion... the list goes on and on...<br />
THEY  are the art.  <br />
the composition and the click of the  shutter release are merely the  beginning. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>AT LAST.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2005 15:07:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FINALLY, the internet is back up at my  house.  we bought a really good  firewall too, so hopefully it won't  screw up again; at least until I move  out in like two months.  teehehehe...<br />
<br />
such a relief.  <br />
<br />
oh the joy of submitting deviations!  I  have lots, but I won't spam you guys.   I'll let them trickle.  <br />
<br />
trickle trickle...<br />
<br />
at last. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>underwear.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2005 18:49:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In case you don't know, I work at a  grocery store.  THe other night, it was  particularly slow, and we were just  kind of standing around, when all of a  sudden I heard giggling from... just  about everywhere.  I turned, and  stooped over a basket of reduced canned  fruit was a huge ass clothed solely  with a wet, thin, ratty pair of  underwear.  It was pouring rain  outside, and this old man had decided  "Why the hell should I wear clothes?".  Here he was, strolling leisurely down  the aisles with his cart in just a pair  of wet, clinging underpants.  He also  had on one shoe and a big, orange,  woolley sock.  I t made my night.  <br />
Don't forget that there's still snow on  the ground, and he had to carry his  groceries home.  <br />
<br />
oh, I almost forgot!  the underwear was  pulled up as high as possible and was  wedged up his crack in a self-inflicted  wedgie.  <br />
<br />
When I'm old, remind me to go shopping  in my underwear. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>fuck.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 12:20:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ fuck.  why is my head exploding?  why  does nothing seem real?  why has my  life seemed to stop since i came home?   The kids are still there.  They are  still standing in the ruins of their  shattered culture, having no idea why.   I know they're not crying; they're  beyond that.  Above it.  They're still  there, dancing in the heat and light  and humid jungle of Guatemala.  They're  still there.  Right now.  Fuck.  RIGHT  NOW.  <br />
<br />
I'M still there.   I got on a plane and  flew home to Canada with my luggage and  my memories, but my heart is still  there.  The Mayans clasp my heart.   <br />
Why does my existence seem to pause,  like I'm sleeping and waiting to awake  to the crowing of a rooster in the  garden below?  I've caught myself  dreaming a dozen times of a volcano  rising from the mists behind the myriad  of massive marble ruins of ancient  Mayan temples.  <br />
<br />
Imagine.  <br />
You rip, screaming and writhing from  your poor mother's womb on a dirt floor  in a hovel made of chunks of garbage  tied together with more garbage while  your seven older brothers and sisters  look on in idle fascination.  They all  regard you enviously as you suck the  swelling nipple offered to you because  none of them have eaten in the past few  days.  Your mother gazes at you with  eyes dulled from a day of hard labour.   Your own glitter, still bright because  you are ignorant of the pathetic lack  of future stretching before you.   You  are born with nothing, and you will die  with nothing.  <br />
Savour this moment.  In less time than  you can imagine, something will jolt  the realization of your hopelessness,  as inexorable as the sands of time.   Savour this moment.  You cant imagine. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>GUATEMALA!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2005 15:41:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OH GOD.<br />
<br />
there's seriously nothing i can say  about this place that describes it.  oh  god.  <br />
<br />
<br />
not much time...<br />
<br />
<br />
can't wait to see you all-  cari, sam,  jean-face, hobain, say hi to everyone  else for me!!  <br />
<br />
<br />
when i get back, remind me-<br />
<br />
san pedro, volcano, mayan ruins,  julio!, sexy german boys, bitchy  american jerk girls (fast food  junkies), el madré, rafael, gustavo,  carlos, katerina, tin houses, hanley,  spanish, gah.<br />
<br />
<br />
SO MUCH MORE...<br />
<br />
I have to explain everything later.   hope and i are about to give some blind  street children (who are so cute and i  want to take them home) some candy and  water.  <br />
<br />
<br />
LOVE YOU ALL!!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>blarg 2</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 07:15:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ guys?  guess what day it is... it's  wednesday.  <br />
<br />
OH MY GOD.  <br />
<br />
<br />
DO YOU REALIZE THE SIGNIFICANCE OF  THIS??!!??  IT'S FUCKING WEDNESDAY  GUYS.  <br />
<br />
<br />
that means that tomorrow is thursday.   tomorrow, I'm going to the festival of  stars to receive my award.  then, after  that, it will be friday.  I'll be going  to  NAC to see RENT.  <br />
<br />
FUCKING AMAZING.  <br />
<br />
<br />
you know what?  the day after that is  saturday.  I'm going to ottawa to shop  all day.  omg.  <br />
<br />
that night, I'm sleeping over at my  brother's apartment, and the next day  will be sunday.  I'm getting up at 5 to  get on a plane and fly to...<br />
<br />
<br />
GUATEMALA!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
OH<br />
<br />
<br />
MY  <br />
<br />
<br />
GOD...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
cammi!e's excited guys.  <br />
<br />
<br />
ancient mayan temples and jungle hikes,  HERE I COME!!!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
Hopefully, at some point in my week  I'll make it to an internet café and  I'll update you guys on what's going  on.  <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
eeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>blaaaaaaaaaaarg.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 08:45:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I AM SOOOOOOO RELEIVED THAT THE KIWANIS  MUSIC FESTIVAL IS OVER.  <br />
<br />
I didn't realize what a huge stress it  was until after it was over.  My god.   This morning, I poured myself a big  glass of 1% milk with no regard  whatsoever for my vocal chords.  I also  screamed good morning to my little  brother.  you wanna know why?  Because  I COULD, that's why.  Fucking right. <br />
No more burning lights on a massive  stage.  No more panel of judges  watching and critiqueing (?) my every  move.  8 fucking entries, and now it's  over.  No more hourly sips of warm  water or throat burning lozenges.  <br />
<br />
thank god. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>V-Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 07:20:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HOW many people are writing about  Valentine's Day right now? Far too  many.  And I'm adding myself to the  many like an idiot.  That's right; an  idiot.  <br />
This is the first year since elementary  school that I haven't been dating  someone on Valentine's day.  And you  know what? It sucks.  I didn't think  I'd care, but I really do.  Every year  some silly guy has painstakingly  planned a corny, stupid, romantic day  for me, and... I miss it.  fuck.  it  sucks.  It fucking sucks.  <br />
ANYWAY... <br />
Do you know the story of Valentine's  Day? No? ok.  so it was the Roman  Empire, during the reign of Claudius  (the totally nutso emperor known for  his wild, sexual, zoophiliac escapades,  among other things...) Ok, so claudius  wanted to wage a war, but no one would  voluntarily enlist.  Of course,  he  assumed that the men stayed home to get  laid, so he made marriage illegal.  Go  figure.  So, this priest named  Valentine performed lots of marriages  in secret, but he was caught and sent  to jail.  Tons of people visited him  and brought him flowers, candy, and  cards to make him feel better,  including this one girl who came to see  him often and had a special  relationship with him.  When he died  (he was pretty old), he wrote her a  note thanking her for sharing her love  with him, and signed it "Love From Your  Valentine".<br />
A legend is born.  <br />
Isn't that so amazing? Fuck, it's real.   I can't wrap my head around it.   <br />
<br />
And I'm still alone on V-Day. ]]></description>
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                <title>silly questions</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2005 19:30:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ F I R S T S<br />
First Best Friend: Crystal Migwans.   Shes amazing.  She lived on a native  reserve, and I owe all of my  spirituality to her and her crazy free  lifestyle.<br />
First Crush: mmm not sure.  I think it  was thomas smith. Coincidentally, we  got married, but had a very emotional  divorce when I moved away.  <br />
First Real Girlfriend/Boyfriend: define  real.  Ryan (Sudds) was my first  highschool relationship, but we never  even kissed, so does he count?  <br />
First Date: k, define date.  <br />
First Kiss: you all know that story  French exchange student + little cammie  = kissy kissy<br />
First Album/CD: SPICE GIRLS!  YAY!  maybe it was aqua.  or dance mix '96.   i can't really remember.  <br />
First Piercing/Tattoo: Ears<br />
First True Love: hasnt happened yet.   (sorry guys Ive dated ee tugs at  collar)<br />
First Enemy: cammie loves all.  <br />
First Time Breaking A Bone: Havent.<br />
First Time Getting Really Sick: Who  remembers that?<br />
<br />
L A S T S<br />
Last Cuss Word Uttered: fuck to ben  benson<br />
Last Compliment: jess was talking on  msn to this guy who told her he thought  I was pretty hot.  Teehehe he didnt  know I was standing over her shoulder  tricksy little hobbitses  <br />
Last/Current boy/girlfriend: eee.   Define boyfriend<br />
Last Crush: too frequently changing to  post<br />
Last Time Driving: uuummm dont  remember.  I think it was dad letting  me drive myself home from work.  <br />
Last Kiss: mmm hot, passionate kisses  two days ago yum.  <br />
Last Good Cry: when I caught mikala  cutting her wrists man, havent cried  like that since I was like six.  That  was about a year ago.  <br />
Last Movie Seen: Spirited Away.   Amazing movie. It made me feel like I  was on crack.  <br />
Last Phone Call: to Jean-face<br />
Last Thing Written: to Jean-face (see  above) <br />
Last Show Watched: I dont remember.  I  havent watched tv for a while.  <br />
Last Time Showered: last spring.  You  should be excited; spring is coming  again, so youll be able to see me  under my year of grime.  <br />
Last Shoes Worn: My green and yellow  sneaks <br />
Last Person That You Saw Naked Besides  You:  my mom.  Shes the definition of  an exhibitionist.  <br />
Last CD Played: Classical Instrumental  Broadway hits.  Yay theatre!<br />
Last Item Bought: a vibrator,  obviously.  No, something far less  exciting like vegetables or a  toothbrush.  I dont remember.  <br />
Last Disappointment: I got a thing in  the mail saying I didnt win the $65  000.00 scholarship university trust  fund dealio.  Meh.  <br />
Last Annoyance: something silly ben  said to me<br />
Last Song You Heard: Your Song Moulin  Rouge.  <br />
Last Piercing/Tattoo: I stopped at the  ears, kids.<br />
<br />
I AM: busy.  Busy busy busy.  <br />
I WANT: my friends to be happy.  <br />
I HAVE: a sore throat.  <br />
I WISH: I could do everything, learn  everything, experience everything.   (there are two exceptions: cheat/ be  cheated on, and have sex with children  and/or inanimate sharp objects)<br />
I MISS: cari and sammy in the  afternoon!<br />
I FEAR: nothing, yet.  Perhaps falling  in love lust is so much easier.  <br />
I HEAR: Neils voice over my shoulder  telling me to say that I have a fear of  strange cats.  Silly Neil.  He has the  key to my heart.  Now hes telling me  not to say that he has the key to my  heart.  I'm laughing because as i write  he is shaking his head and i know he  won't do a thing about it.  <br />
I SEARCH FOR: knowledge.  <br />
I WONDER: how Im going to finish  everything without exploding. <br />
I REGRET: nothing.  To love this life  is the greatest fulfillment.  <br />
I LOVE: many.  My friends, family my  solitude, my together-time with friends  and family, nature people who need  love.  <br />
I ACHE: for all the people who havent  found their road.  <br />
I ALWAYS: listen.<br />
I AM NOT: perfect.<br />
I DANCE: with my eyes closed to the  music in my mind.  <br />
I SING: always!<br />
I CRY: rarely.  <br />
I AM NOT ALWAYS: forgiving<br />
I WRITE: often.<br />
I SHOULD: stop accepting new challenges  and endeavours.<br />
I SHOULDNT: let my room get so messy!<br />
<br />
<br />
You get embarrassed when: mmm that  doesnt really happen to me anymore. <br />
What upsets you:  cheating  boyfriends/girlfriends of my friends<br />
You keep a diary: for special occasions<br />
You like to cook: yes.  <br />
You have a secret you have not shared  with anyone: not that I can think of.  <br />
You set your watch a few minutes ahead:  I dont wear one, but I should<br />
You bite your fingernails: yes <br />
You believe in love: I believe that  anything is possible.  <br />
<br />
  <br />
 <br />
( FAVORITES ) <br />
NUMBER: 12<br />
COLOR: periwinkle<br />
DAY: depends on my schedule  <br />
MONTH: august<br />
SONG: too many!  Everything from Moulin  rouge and Chicago, enya, Diana krall,  billy joel, ella Fitz... ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>MMMMMMMMFFFFFFHM.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2005 20:54:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I CAN FINALLY GO ON DEV AGAIN.  <br />
i'm so relieved.  <br />
it's been so long guys; i'm sorry.  I  missed you all!!!<br />
i have no idea why, but my comp  wouldn't let me log onto the site for  FOREVER.  I have no clue why it's  letting me now.  it probably won't last  long, but i'm going to make the most of  it while i can.  <br />
<br />
I have over 200 messages to sort  through in the meantime, lol.  you guys  have been busy!!<br />
<br />
<br />
i'm so confuddled... why? why? WHY?<br />
<br />
love you all! ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>neil/YAY CHRISTMAS!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Dec 2004 23:27:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today, my grandma and aunt came over  and we had a happy little birthday  dinner party for my baby neil.  he's  getting sooo big... i can't believe how  freakin tall he is.  it's so not fair  (damn 13-yr-old; shakes fist while  muttering under breath)  anyway,  tonight i felt like a little girl for  some reason.  nutso. i think it was  just everyone being together and  everything. iunno.  neil got a puppy (a  baby boston terrier) and so we all  spent dinner oooing and awwwwing over  the little darling.  neil named it  maximus decimus (after the roman  gladiator and decimus for the month of  december) but we call him max for  short.  <br />
<br />
<br />
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG  OMG .<br />
<br />
CHRISTMAS IS COMING... i just spent  like three hours wrapping presents, and  i'm soooo excited... i LOVE giving  people presents, and Christmas is like  the only time of year i can randomly  buy people stuff and they won't feel  silly and obligated to return the  favour.  YAY CHRISTMAS!!!  I love  planning out people's presents, and  wrapping them carefully, and writing  happy little messages on the cards, and  surprising them to make their day  better... YAY CHRISTMAS!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>OH GOD MY HAIR...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2004 20:58:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SO.  <br />
I was shopping for christmas presents  (yay!) with jubey, and she was  pestering me to dye my hair.  NATURALLY  i said NO, but OH NO.  she just  couldn't stop bugging me, COULD SHE? so  finally i agreed to do one of those  washes-out-in-three-weeks dyes.  so i  get home and use it.  i was SHOCKED.  <br />
now, you know how my hair's dark  blondish?  WELL.  i picked out a nice,  light brown; not so different from my  usual colour.  APPARENTLY,  whwn you  use that brand, light brown turns  FLAMING RED.  so now i have this  freaking intense pinkish red crap hair  colour.  <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
after a bit, i didn't mind so much.   it's kind of fun, actually.  and all i  have to do is wait three weeks...<br />
<br />
<br />
next time, she's dyeing hers with me. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>little-ness cont'd for cari</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 20:00:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ remember how when you're little all  those crazy kid shows on tvo seem so  real? i remember being seriously afraid  of no-heart from care bears.  isn't  that nuts?  i was afraid of him until  very recently when i watched the show  again randomly for the first time in  years.  i couldn't believe it was the  same show.  everything seemed so... 2-  dimensional... flat... lifeless.  i  guess my imagination was in overdrive  when i was little.  i was always afraid  that no-heart would whip off the hood  and something crazy-scary would be  underneath.  nutso, i tell ya.  <br />
did you ever watch today's special?  if  not, it was about a mannequin in a  store window that came to life at night  when he put on this special hat. all  the other stuff in the department store  came to life then, too.  i LOVED that  show.  it was friggin A!  after that, i  believed all my toys were alive.   (actually, i still do...)  i would  seriously try to coax them into talking  to me.  isn't that awesome?  kids are  funny.  <br />
oh man, what else?  k:<br />
sharon, lois (sp?) and bram  <br />
mr. dressup  <br />
fred penner  <br />
sesame street  <br />
under the umbrella tree  <br />
book mice<br />
pepperann<br />
madeleine<br />
pippy!<br />
goof troop<br />
dinosaurs!<br />
teehehe... power rangers<br />
strawberry shortcake<br />
pingu<br />
iunno... there's so many.  help me  think of some more.<br />
<br />
btw, my favourite care bear is cheer  bear.  i love grumpy, grams, hugs and  tugs, but my favourite of all time was  always cheer bear.  no wonder i'm so  cheerful... ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>little-ness</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Nov 2004 16:04:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Generally, by the time you are Real,  most of your hair has been loved off,  and your eyes drop out and you get  loose in the joints and very shabby.  But these things don't matter at all,  because once you are Real you can't be  ugly, except to people who don't  understand. "<br />
--Margery Williams, The Velveteen  Rabbit <br />
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<br />
i love stories for little kids.  i  seriously do.  being a kid made life so  easy.  it was entirely believable to  imagine that toys could come alive and  there were fairies in the garden.  of  course, i still believe those things,  it's just that now i get strange looks  whereas before people thought it was  cute...<br />
<br />
props to the velveteen rabbit. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>random hot facts</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2004 20:04:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oh mrs. ryan, how i miss you... this is  dedicated to you.<br />
<br />
GROUPS of ANIMALS<br />
<br />
	Ambush of tigers<br />
	Arc of doves<br />
	Army of  frogs<br />
	Band of gorillas<br />
	Bed of clams<br />
	Bevy of quail, swans<br />
	Brace of  ducks<br />
	Brood of chicks<br />
	Cast of hawks<br />
	Cete of badgers<br />
	Charm of goldfinches<br />
	Chattering of choughs<br />
	Cloud of gnats<br />
	Clowder of cats<br />
	Colony of ants<br />
	Congregation of plovers<br />
	Convocation of eagles<br />
	Covey of quail, partridge<br />
	Crash of  rhinos<br />
	Crossing of zebras<br />
	Cry of hounds<br />
	Den of vipers<br />
	Down of hares<br />
	Drift of swine<br />
	Drove of cattle, sheep<br />
	Exhaltation of larks<br />
	Flight of birds<br />
	Flock of sheep, geese<br />
	Gaggle of geese (on the ground)<br />
	Gam of  whales<br />
	Gang of elks<br />
	Grist of  bees<br />
	Herd of elephants<br />
	Horde of gnats<br />
	Husk of hares<br />
	Kindle or Kendle of kittens<br />
	Knot of toads<br />
	Leap of leopards<br />
	Leash of  greyhounds, foxes<br />
	Litter of pigs<br />
	Lodge of beavers<br />
	 Memory of elephants<br />
	Mob of kangaroos<br />
	Murder of crows<br />
	Muster of peacocks<br />
	Mute of hounds<br />
	Nest of vipers<br />
	Nest, Nide of pheasants<br />
	Ostentation of peacocks<br />
	Pack of hounds, wolves<br />
	Pair of horses<br />
	Parliament of  owls<br />
	Pod of  whales, seals<br />
	Pride of lions<br />
	School of fish<br />
	Sedge or Siege of cranes<br />
	Shoal of fish, pilchards<br />
	Skein of geese (in the air)<br />
	Skulk of foxes<br />
	Sleuth of bears<br />
	Sounder of boars, swines<br />
	Span of  mules<br />
	Spring of teals<br />
	Swarm of  bees<br />
	Team of ducks, horses<br />
	Thunder of bison<br />
	Tribe or Trip of goats<br />
	Troop of kangaroos, monkeys<br />
	Volery of birds<br />
	Watch of nightingales<br />
	Wing of plovers<br />
	Wisdom of wombats<br />
	Yoke of oxen<br />
<br />
That absolutely rocks my world. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>Things my men don't understand</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Nov 2004 19:15:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1. i hate phones <br />
2. i hate long distance relationships.   <br />
3. i hate dating and not seeing the  person<br />
4. i hate dating and seeing them too  much<br />
5. i'm the opposite of commitment<br />
6.  i'm totally unreliable.  <br />
7. i'm always uber busy <br />
8. i can't stand investing too much in  a relationship because feeling so much  for someone always distracts me from  the rest of my life.  <br />
9. i get frustrated often <br />
10. i'm hot and cold (i change my mind  constantly)  <br />
11. i'm always afraid or too bold.   <br />
12. they expect way more from me  (without realizing it) than i'm  prepared to give.  i have giving  issues, lol<br />
13. i have a habit of forgetting about  people's emotions<br />
14. did i mention how much i HATE  phones?<br />
<br />
maybe i could give them a try, lol, but  they never remember what they're  working with. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>ok, so journals suck</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Nov 2004 17:50:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yep, they do.  meaning, i wish i could  just write everything in my journal,  like my real journal, but i just can't.   everything i write seems to be  unimportant and silly when i think of  future generations getting it out and  reading it.  it'd be like " wow,  grandma thinks journals suck ass..."  and that would seriously not be cool at  all.  so far, i have two entries in it.   TWO!!  In like five years of wanting  to write in it.  what's WRONG with me??   i guess nothing can compete with  what's there.  the first one was  describing my first kiss (my first,  real, not in elementary school kiss).   i even put on lip gloss and kissed the  page, so there's actually my lips right  after, plus possibly some of his DNA,  lol.  the second one was me describing  a meaningful relationship.  after that,  every relationship seems meaningful at  the time.  seriously, WHAT THE HELL?!? ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>fish and my primal instincts</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 23:06:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ today i caught, gutted, and cleaned a  fish.  eating the tender, hard-earned  flesh was so satisfying that i wanted  to throw back my head and howl to the  moon.  what is it about catching your  own food that turns you wild?  all i  know is that i wanted to shout from the  trees:  "Look at what i've done!"   while waving my fish in the air for all  to see and admire.  i was so overcome  with savage tendancies that i  immediately went skinny-dipping in the  moonlight. ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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                <title>stones... of pompei.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 22:32:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ a day in the ancient roman city of pompei gave me a certain... feeling.  <br />
<br />
<br />
STONE all around.  <br />
Marble, granite, limestone, volcanic ash<br />
Rock, piles stacked and toppled, closely fitted<br />
Cold slabs of stone make rutted streets smoothed by time<br />
Carefree tufts of grass sprout boldly from crevasses of the forgiving ruins<br />
Warm rays of sunlight peer playfully from each hole<br />
Friendly stone, friendly grass, friendly trees, friendly sun<br />
700 years of city buried in ash<br />
recently revealed bone barren structures<br />
fraction of their former glory<br />
Pain of past covered and forgotten<br />
paradox; the happy sunshine shades the shadows of the victims of the past.<br />
Lifeless hollows in the eerie forms of living beings mark the final resting places of the incredulous inhabitants of Pompei<br />
Hollows and skeletal dust are all that remain.<br />
It is hot.  i stand in the street for a moment, beads of perspiration on my forehead.  I feel my fair skin burning in the mediterranean sun.  it pulses on my closed eyelids.  i can see ephemeral flashes of delirium in the tepid heat.  for brief moments, i am not alone in the street.  around me a torrent of frenzied citizens whirl, clutching their belongings and fleeing desperately to escape the doomed coastal paradise.  <br />
Darkening sky<br />
poisonous air<br />
contorted grimaces of suffocation<br />
screams, cries of anguish.<br />
Carefree, a flash of light as tourists laugh and snap their pictures<br />
I look around, jolted to my reality<br />
friendly stone, friendly grass, friendly birds, friendly sun<br />
STONES of Pompei; what secrets do you hold?<br />
<br />
:iconunseenartists : ]]></description>
                <author>~SunscapeWings</author>
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