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        <pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 13:51:30 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>It takes up your whole life...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 19:55:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Band.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It's why my name is now Violet Viscious.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 16:00:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So as I was dying my hair the other day, I noticed that it looked like my hair was turning a very deep pink color. It was supposed to be a deep purple-red, like a black cherry. I looked at the side of the box to see if it said anything about certain colours. Well you known how on the side of hair dye boxes, it shows how certain hair colours will look after you dye it the colour that's in the box? Well if your hair was dark brown, it would turn a very pretty deep red purple, like it was supposed to. The medium brown hair turned a slightly lighter colour, just a barely noticable difference. Right next to the picture closest to my hair colour, it didn't even show a picture of what it would look like. It just said, "not recommended". I freaked. My hair was being bleached pink. I sat for a while, trying to decide what to do. I had already let the dye process for ten minutes. If I left it in, my hair would be pink. If I took it out then, God knows what colour it would be. So I waited five minutes, took the dye out, and now my hair is purple. At least it's a wicked colour.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 20:04:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's this super-fine guy names Elisha I've been crushing on for over year. He's so fine, I feel ashamed of myself when I look at him, no joke. He finally decided to truly take notice of me about two months ago. He seemed to be throwing me flirty looks, waving at me and giving me cute smiles. I was so ecstatic. I finally built up the nerve to ask him out, and was anticipating the next time I would see him. Well today, I was talking about him with my friend. I hadn't told her that I was going to ask him out or anything, or how much I truly actually liked him, seeing as I had only met her recently. In the middle of the conversation, she decided to say, "Oh, Elisha doesn't date. He thinks it's unimportant. He's focusing on his relationship with God. Can you say 'aw'?" Then she started dreaminly smiling, talking about how sweet that was, and how she hoped to grow up and marry someone like that. I sat there shocked, trying to hold back tears. It husrt a lot. I know I'm too young to be in love, but he was the first actual crush I've ever had, and the first person I was or had ever asked out. And by the by, I'm agnostic.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yes, but do we care?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 19:05:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Apparently not.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Love is Grand</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 18:48:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've recently been endowed with title of "The Aids Fairy". Everyone I touch gets aids. Except for the fact that I don't have aids.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>So...?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 08:26:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why am I the only one who actually uses this as a journal?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>LOVE.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 22:32:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FEEL it, betch.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>FOOD!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 15:39:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love food. I really do. It's sort of becoming a problem. Oh well. I can just become a tub of lard, and then eat in celebration of my prediction of becoming a tub of lard becoming true!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 20:38:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...holidays, everyone!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yippy skippy!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 17:36:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay...this is really weird. I got asked out last Tuesday. The guy that asked me out isn't even a guy that I liked. I hardly even talked to him. But I knew enough about him to know that he's pretty much a jerk unless he likes you. And apparently he likes me. He asked via text though. This is how the convo went (M stands for Me and A stands for Austin [that's his name]):<br /><br />A: Hi<br />M: whats up?<br />A: can i ask u something?<br />M: sure<br />A: wuld u like to go out somtime with me?<br />M: maybe (I truly wasn't sure if I did or didn't)<br />A: its a yes or no question <br />M: are u truly serious?<br />A: yes<br />M: then yes.<br /><br />  And so we were going out. On Wednesday (yesterday) we were texting back and forth while he was at youth group. This was how it went:<br /><br />M: where are u right now?<br />A: youth group<br />M: oh. i dont go to church.<br />A: do you believe in god?<br />M: not sure.<br />A: oh. im a really strong believer.<br />M: oh.<br />And so today, one of his friends came up to me and said, "Hey, Austin's gonna dump you on Monday." I was like, <br />   "What? Why?!"<br />   "He found out that you're atheist or something like that."<br />   "I'm not atheist. I just said I wasn't sure I believed in God yet."<br />   "Oh." <br /> And so as soon as I saw Austin today, I screamed, "I'm breaking up with you!" I honestly don't think I could stand dating someone who judges someone who isn't sure on their beliefs like that. However, I do take into account that he could have just been raised that way.<br /><br /> I'm not even sad. Isn't that sad? I couldn't care less. I think I was just flattered that someone asked me out because I've never had a boyfriend unless you count the ones I had in Kindergarten and first grade).<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>OMG! 1111!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 15:57:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yippy Skippy! I finally have 1,111 page views! Thats awesome because my favourite time of day is 11:11! That's the most awesomest time there is! At 11:11, you freak out and scream, at 12:12, you mosh your brains out, and at times were there's three of the same number consecutively (4:44, 2:22, but not like 12:22 or 10:00) you make a wish!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Dreams</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 13:23:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My dreams are always really funky... Like, last night, I dreamed that I walked a few miles with my parents, got in a boat and went a few miles, and ended up in Germany. I was like, "WTF?!?! What happened?!" My mom was like, "We're in Germany! Yippy skippy!" Then it started flooding and people were stocking up on canned foods. The only way to fight the flood was to build these Frankenstein-like monsters and fill them with stardust. The monsters would fight the flood and if they ran out of stardust, then they couldnt function properly. It was WEIRD beyond REASON!!<br /><br /> I've had other funky dreams, too. One time I dreamed that I was being followed by a screwed-up zombie leg. Like, just a zombie leg. God knows where the rest of its body was. Another time, I dreamed that I was in an rv and a zombie popped out from under a mattress and started attacking people. <br /><br /> I've had waaaay too many dreams to recall them all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Steve the Funky Unicorn!!! (aka STFU)</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 16:40:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Over the weekend, I went to Atlanta Anime Weekend (is that what it's called?) with my cousin. It was freaking AWESOME. I got free hugs from so many hot guys, it's not even funny. Or maybe it is. There was one guy that wouldn't let go of my cousin and he kept whispering, "I love you, I really, truly love you. I love you so much," in her ear. It was kind of creepy, but hilarious nonetheless. One guy was like, "Can I kiss you?", and I was like, "Sure!",so he kissed me. I walked away and was like, "Did I just kiss someone?". I don't mind. He was really hot. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />     I'm starting a band with my friends. It's gonna be called Steve the Funky Unicorn, or STFU. I'm gonna be the keyboardist! We already have a list of songs and albums we're gonna do.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>OMGOMGOMG!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 18:57:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG! I found the COOLEST THING! SELF-HEATING HOT CHOCOLATE!!! It's amzing! It comes in what looks lke a Campbell's Soup at Hand container. You pop a little plastic thing on the bottom with your thumb, wait a few seconds, then turn it upright. After a few minuts, it gets really hot. I hope I'm not the only one that finds that completely amazazing. I mean, really. Self-heating hot chocolate. Who comes up with this kind of stuff? I'd love to have a job like that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Stuff that no one cares about.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 18:24:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sooo... my birthday was the first day of school. It wasn't fun. Usually, on the  morning announcements, they announce people's birthdays. But NOOOOO, not on the first day of school, they don't. They just assume no one is unfortunate enough to even have a birthday then.<br />     <br />     After school, for my birthday, we went and ate Mexican food. I hate Mexican food. Hate it with a burning passion. The only reason I went is because there's an uber-hot guy who works there. Sadly, I can't figure out his age or even ethnicity. He's totally not Mexican, but he has an accent, and he's at least fifteen. But he has super-cool hair. It's like, streaked with blonde over brunette and is slightly spiked in the back. AND he wears skinny jeans. I love guys that wear skinny jeans.<br /><br />     Now that I've spent an entire paragraph talking about Elijah (did I mention that's his name?), let me tell you about my parents telling the waiter that it was my birthday. WELL they told him it was my birthday, so I begged him not to do anything about it and to completely ignore it. He agreed to, and two minutes later he came out with some flan, a sombrero, and a few other waiters singing happy birthday. From that experience, we have a video of me covering my face with a huge sombrero and Mexicans (and Elijah!) singing happy birthday to me. That was probably one of the most embarassing moments of my life. Especially since Elijah had already seen me before.<br /><br />     While I was leaving, I asked Elijah (yes, I'm obsessed) if I could take his picture and he happily agreed with his cute little accent. However, he doesn't know that the picture I took of him is quite unfortunate AND I've shown it to all of my friends. They all knew about Elijah and my unhealthy obsession, but they had never seen him until about two days ago.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>OH NOES!!! {Donald Trump's combover}</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 20:23:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh no! My birthday is on the first day of school! NOOOOOO! This is the third time this has happened. Really. And the really sucky part of it all is that I can't actually tell people I'm a year older on the first day of school. I was born around five in the afternoon, which is after school lets out. <br /><br />I think that all I ever put in my journal are my complaints. How depressing. So when I get sad, I think of Donald Trump's combover.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sick and bored</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 21:33:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am sick and bored. Bored and sick. I'm just not feeling so hot. Not that anyone cares. I'm just bored and have nothing better to do. Sooooo.....<br /><br /><br />I'm typing what's coming to mind and nothing is coming except for a poem I read once. It goes:<br /><br />                                      "Can't think, brain numb,<br />                                        Inspiration won't come.<br />                                        Bad ink, worse pen, <br />                                        Best wishes, amen."<br /><br />That poem reminds of my current situation. Except for the whole, "best wishes, amen" thing. So I'm just gonna shut up. Or just stop typing. How do you shut up online? What's the term used for that kind of thing? How about I stop rambling? Why are all my sentences questions? I don't know!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Umm....</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 17:31:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yay! School is let out! But not forever. Just for eleven weeks.<br /><br /><br />Hey, can anyone tell me if it's considered stalking if you talk to the person you are supposedely stalking? Don't worry, I'm not stalking anyone. My friends just like to say I am. See, there's this cute Asian kid (please DO NOT think that I'm racist. I don't understand why some people think the term "Asian" is racist when it's just an ethnicity) who goes to my school and happens to be the restaurant owner's son of a really good Chinese place. So one time I was picking up some Chinese food and decided to wait in the Rite-Aid next door while they prepared the food. I saw the kid practically slinking around in almost all black. I really don't think he meant for it to look like he was sneaking around, but it did. And it was hilarious. I told one of my friends about it, an thanks to my short-term memory loss, I told her a few more times. She figured I was obsessed with this Asian kid (did I mention that he's really cute? Yes? Oh. Okay then). Now everytime I go to the Chinese place, I look for him and see if he's stalking Rite-Aid again. Is that stalking? I don't think so. Not only that, the last time I got together with a bunch of my friends, they decided that I was going to marry him when I grow up and that our children would have slanty Asian eyes, but they would be blue, like mine. But I have talked to him. And all my friends and I think he might be gay. But I won't go into that. Now that I am through rambling, I will go and eat left-over lo mein from the very Chinese place that I previously mentioned.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>School and smartness</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 13:56:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Being smart sucks. It really does. Because when you're smart, you're put in the smart classes at school. And they give you exams that only your class takes that are crazy hard.<br />Like the CCA. Because I'm in algebra, I have to take the CCA. And the Gateway. None of the other classes have to take those. But I do. I'm fed up with math. But at least school's almost over. I have two weeks left and that's it! Until the next school year starts, at least. Not only that, my birthday is on the first day of the new school year this year. That's like, the third time that's happened.<br /><br />Now that I am feeling better about all that junk, I will talk about happy things. First, the Gateway was suprisingly easy. Second, I'm cutting my hair. Right now, it's pretty long. I don't even know how I let it get so long. So I'm cutting it to shoulder length. I'm so excited~!<br /><br />                                                                 Cosmically yours, <br />                                                                                  Emicchi<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>How exciting.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 13:34:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh, wow, look. A journal entry. How exciting.<br /><br /><br />Anyway, I just wanted to say to anyone who cares to read this that I know that I'm not that great an artist. I know that the anatomy is always screwed up, just like my colouring (yes, I write in gaelic). But I'm still learning! Please cut me some slack! I'll get better... eventually. You wouldn't believe how much better I've gotten since last year. Thanks for taking the time to read this!<br /><br /><br />Cosmically yours, <br />Emily<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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