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                <title>Hell on Earth, and I find an Angel</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 17:13:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, it's official. Someone up there has it in for me.<br />My car died on me about 13 days ago, so I had to buy a new one to replace it. This was followed by my new car being stolen two days ago.<br />Yet, in spite of all these things.. I find myself walking through the garden of Eden, so to speak. I've fallen in love with one of God's angels. Her name, though I feel unfit to say it, as I am but a lowly human, is Randa Yahia.<br />She is beautiful, in heart, mind, body, and soul. I would travel across the world.. the highest mountain, the deepest sea, the hottest desert.... I'm torn, however... as she is as beautiful and pure as an angel, she is just as unreachable... As a bird cannot be caged, no man can claim ownership of her. Calypso... My godess. My heart belongs to thee.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>3rd month of hermit mode</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 16:56:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I've been cooped up, more or less, for two months, with no outside contact, except for my alcohol deliveries.<br />
I'm beginning to question my sanity at this point, but then when I peek my head into the outside world, something bad happens, and it happens to me, so I retreat.<br />
I'm lonely, but it's ok, I've grown to care less and less about the world each day.<br />
Some would say I'm insane...but I have a good arguement ready for that one.<br />
Anyways...ciao.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>Calgary</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 08:27:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, Calgary's interesting, It's a little different...Hell, it's ALOT different from Sundre, I like it. I love the people (usually), the weather (usually), the work (usually), and SLEEPING TILL NOON!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sarah</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 21:03:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Such a beautiful name, for such a beautiful girl.<br />
She's found her way into my heart and filled the cracks and holes that no one else could.<br />
And it only took her 24 hours.<br />
(8 if you take away the time I spent sleeping)<br />
She amazes me in every way, and I love her dearly.<br />
I'll hold her in my arms, her head on my chest so she can hear my heart beat.<br />
Because it beats for her.<br />
And I'll never let go.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>Fighting Back</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 12:27:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Fighting back isn't just about yelling back at someone who yells at you or cracking someone's jaw when they black your eye. It's about fighting against the world, wether they see it or not. Standing up for what you want/believe against overwhelming odds, be it through that violence, or through quietly waiting. Planning, and hoping for something that you want soo badly that it's become a part of you.<br />
I'm fighting back. For her.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>December</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 12:09:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Let's all take a moment to think. And I mean really think, about those we've loved and lost. Think about just how much you would give to have them back.<br />
I'd give anything for her.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>November</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 12:45:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, So I'm getting a little slow with my journal, you'll be delighted to know that I have a good 20 minutes to rant my ass off.<br />
I'd like to start with the Hot Topics on dA. I've never read them, I never will, SO WHY DO THEY KEEP SENDING THEM TO ME????? HONESTLY! I'm pretty well 100% sure that no one really loves my work, and as such, I have no reason to put any work into competitions, so there goes all the Competition topics, and then theres the ones about the dA store, I'm sorry, I'm broke, MOST ARTISTS ARE.<br />
And now, my rant on women.<br />
They're all crazy. I hate them, but I love them. I love to hate them, and I hate to love them. But I'm stuck doing both anyways, because of:<br />
A) Evolution<br />
B) My sexual orientation<br />
So please, dear god (I'm starting to believe you're not checking your voicemail), fix women. You've given them too much power, and then they complain about it. What happened to the times where you were with one person for life? I myself SMILE UPON THAT IDEA!<br />
And now,I'm down to 17 minutes, running out of things to rant about, maybe crappy food, but I don't eat anymore, because of women.<br />
Hell, I barely do anything except drink my ass into oblivion. Guess why.<br />
That's right....WOMEN.<br />
So, I'm going to go home, get drunker (starting to sober up from my Russian Coffee this morning), and hopefully pass out and not wake up for a looooooooong time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>*sigh*</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 08:16:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, this is an interesting day already, it's only 9:14 and I'm already having homicidal thoughts. I'm starting to seriously question sanity, not just mine, but that of the other people in this world. We do soo many stupid things, and no one ever takes responsibility for their actions. Bush, Saddam, Osama, their all the same. Their all the same kind of people you see at a bus station, sitting next to you in the movies. We are all really that sick, and no one ever tries to change it. Back in the Old World, this never would be. People still had a sense of honor, purpose, and dignity. <br />
Where's the love I used to see in the world as a child? It's all gone, it's all dead. Fake is the new fad, and everyone seems to be in style.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>Kansas City Shuffle</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 10:29:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sigh* I'm soo bored right now, oh well...39 minutes till I get to have my lunch time ciggy and drive around with Alex. Then after school I get to run to CAlgary and get my eyebrow done(took long enough, eh?) yeah, I'm pretty stoked about the entire thing, I get to visit Lizzie tomorrow, so that's pretty cool. She stole my hat. I like my hat. Yeah. Lorena is apparently leaving me, *shrugs* Kansas City shuffle. muwhahaha, next time people oughtta pay a little more attention to what I'm saying, and a little less to what I'm doing. *shrugs* oh well, their loss. 37 minutes now....I can't wait, I keep putting my hand in my pocket and making sure my smoke is still there lol. yeah, anyways, peace you ya punk b!tches.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Love's messed up</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 12:18:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The title says it all. Love's a screwed up thiong no matter where you're from or what kinda person you are. Take me for example, a few days ago I ws tearing myself apart over one girl, then another one came and found me (Lorena) now there's two more that are after my affection, so I'm just kinda sitting, thinking about being a Hermit because that would be interesting.<br />
Another interesting thing, I have a room-mate. His name is Gerard, and he is a mouse. Not really a pet, nor a pest. More of an alarm clock. He runs his little way around my room in circles, looping behind my bed, under my desk, and then darting behind my tv before running back to where he started. At 5 in the morning (every morning so far) he climbs up my shelves and pushes books down to wake me up, then scurries back down and sitts on my computer, tapping on the case like a child on Ritilin having a seizure while holding a rattle untill I say something. then he looks at me, checks the floor for food, and succries to where-ever he's got his nest (I haven't figured out where yet) and goes to sleep.<br />
I wish my life were that simple, but I guess in theory it is. I run around in circles all day, grab some food, then go to sleep. Funny little world isn't it? Where mice have life figured out better then men.<br />
*sigh* I'm thinking of moving, not sure where to yet, maybe to Calgary, maybe to Cochrane. I've got friends in places I do suppose, and I feel it's time to do something spontaneous.<br />
Gerard will probably come with me, though I'm not sure how the domestic life will seem to him. Anyways people, I hope you're enjoying the Journal, it's public for a reason.<br />
Ciao<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Lorena</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Sep 2006 15:21:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lorena is an amazing girl, and I care for her very deeply. she's managed to get me eating and sleeping again, which is more then any of my friends can say, and I asked her out and she said yes (w00t). She's never seen Calgary covered in snow, so if she visits for Christmas, I'm going to show her it at night from a certain spot I know of. Anyways, that's my end-of-month update. See you all later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Sep 2006 11:54:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well peoples, it's time for my semi-monthly rant, most of it'll be in my scraps section, because I'm too lazy to actually rant in sentence form. Anyways, my Christina is no longer my christina, and i have 5 days or so left to live, I'll update you daily untill my brain shuts-down, so i hope to hear from anyone who reads this. Thanx people.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>September, 2006.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2006 12:55:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, this is an interesting one. Alot's changed I guess. For the most part life's been good, but recently I feel the old familiar depression. So Basically, I don't know what the hell I should do. I have 8 minutes to say just about every possible thing I can about my life over the last little while, and it can't be fucking done. The end. The world's just to fucked up. thats right FUCKED UP! and don't get me started on the people, the people are just sadistict, megalomaniacs with no sense of perservation of the specie. SO FUCK THEM AND FUCK YOU! ]]></description>
                <author>~UnknownSavior</author>
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                <title>Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 11:58:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, its like. . . february now. and some things have changed, im  no longer dating karla, she screwed me over. now im dating a girl named Christina, she's 15, philipeno-german, and so on. but yes,more later ]]></description>
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                <title>kicked out</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 13:13:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i got kicked out of school, my readmission hearing is on monday, so i have absolutely nothing to do for the next like. . . 5 days, im going to find a way to make that bitch's life a living hell. "that bitch" is the girl who got me kicked out. ]]></description>
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                <title>god the world is sick</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 17:11:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this place is sick, i want to puke. i want to die too. im thinking of commiting some crime to get myself the death penalty. i hate myself and this world that much right now. fuck bush. fuck john wayne. fuck the world. fuck this shit. ]]></description>
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