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                <title>THE last last post</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 12:41:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok, sorry about the photobucket fiasco... here's where ill be putting all my art<br />
<br />
<a href="http://us.vclart.net/vcl/Artists/Xsystm47/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
goodbye. ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>The last post</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jul 2006 11:56:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://s101.photobucket.com/albums/m58/xsystm47/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
There is the photobucket site, and the email address I will use for comments is <br />
<br />
xsystm47@sbcglobal.net<br />
<br />
Thank you all, for everything, and goodbye. ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>I must Leave</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jul 2006 07:48:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really hate to do this, but there comes a time in everyone's life where a choice must be made. And here I face some of the biggest choices imaginable: what college to go to, what I want to do with my life, etc.<br />
<br />
But the most important one is: What should be prioritized, and what should be left by the wayside?<br />
<br />
At this point, I choose to prioritize self-realization and getting to a point where I will be happy with my life and to where I will be unafraid to hide anything potentially... controversial.<br />
<br />
If I must keep hiding the anthropomorphic life I live on DeviantArt, then it is surely not worth living. This has bothered me since I began drawing anthro and submitting it to various websites. It also began when people I had never met in real life began to talk to me, and I to them. I have no doubt in my mind that I have made some good friends this way, but I see no point in talking to a person whom I have never actually met in reality... too many things remain ambiguous. It all seems to have come included within living life attached to an anthro-addiction.<br />
<br />
I need to lose my attachments, and focus on the more important things in my life, so I will therefore be closing all communications on DeviantArt. I will submit my work to a PhotoBucket webpage, where people can still enjoy my work, for I believe that it would be cruel to all of you if I didn't let you look at my art anymore.<br />
<br />
Save for a few key contacts, I will discontinue IM communication between most people I've met on here. I will give up Role-Playing, for that is part of the addiction that I want to efface. It is starting to get to me. I will exist for art and art only, yet if you absolutely must say something about my work, I will have set up an email account specifically for that.<br />
<br />
It does hurt me to do this, but I (regrettably and somewhat reluctantly) feel that this is necessary for my well-being and for my social life. I must move on. My last post on here will contain my new art address and my new email which you can send urgent and periodic comments to.<br />
<br />
It has been fun, but the ride has to stop somewhere.<br />
<br />
Goodbye, and thanks to all of you. ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>An Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 07:46:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I know everyone else is doing this, but it's a really great idea and a really great way to get to know the artist.<br />
<br />
Ask 5 questions that you ever wanted to know about me... GO! ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>DS Mania</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Jul 2006 07:18:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ WOOOOOOT!!  All my long hours of lifeguarding have paid off!!  I finally got enough money and bough myself a DS lite!  <br />
<br />
...and nobody in my family knows!! WHICH MEANS MY BROTHER CAN'T USE IT!!  MWAHAHAHAHA!!<br />
<br />
BTW, i got Tetris DS, so if anybody wants to play, IM me or something. ]]></description>
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                <title>On a Lighter Note...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jun 2006 21:38:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thought I'd get that abomination of an outburst off of my front page.  It makes a bad image.  <br />
<br />
Got my 1st paycheck today!  w00t!  Intuos tablet, here I come! ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>Time For An Outburst of Sorts</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 21:01:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I won't lie.  I rarely lie anyways, but that's beside the point.<br />
<br />
When i woke up one morning I considered everything that had happened over this past year, and you know what?<br />
<br />
I hate being the age I am.<br />
<br />
I hate the roller-coaster emotions, I hate other guys in my age group that feel like they have to be stereotypical males (and yes, I am surrounded by them), I hate the social classes, I hate the fact that I seem to be becoming dumber, I hate how I'm losing the ability to understand things... everything that comes included in the package.  <br />
<br />
People say this is the last time in your life you can have fun.  Well if that's the case, then I fucking blew it.  Turns out the gilded prospects of this time in life turned out to be nothing more than chrome-plated crap.  What use is having a car if you have nowhere to go?  What use is having free time if you're bored the whole time?  what use is anything?<br />
<br />
I don't necessarily hate myself mind you, just this point in my life.<br />
<br />
I liked childhood better.  Social classes didn't matter.  You could be as imaginative as you wanted and nobody would kick you out for being a geek.  It was easy to make friends because nobody cared about putting up a front in fear that the rest of the world might scrutinize that which made them unique.  Everything now seems so superficial, I can't dig deep enough to find the gold in anybody, including myself.  <br />
<br />
And yeah I do sound like a whiny bitch.  No doubt about it.  But in these convoluted hours can I make sense of anything?  Can i hold on to it?  Can I find myself or anybody else ever again?  <br />
<br />
Sure I can.  But as long as the fronts stay up, it's going to be a long and tedious search.  Hooray for adolescence. ]]></description>
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                <title>Friggin Fateful Failures of Technology</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 15:27:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How the hell is it possible for me to have my iPod and my PSP break on the same week that I receive a parking ticket and find out that my license is expired!?!?!<br />
<br />
Once I get a job, my first paycheck is going to be allocated towards the speeding ticket, then after that's paid, ill have to pay for iPod repairs AND somehow force my brother to help me pay for the PSP repairs because I'll be needing money to pay for gas anyways.  <br />
<br />
I guess I'm entering that un-blissful state that adults call a "financial crisis."  <br />
<br />
Counterfeiting money seems like a really good idea about now... >< ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>Drag</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Mar 2006 20:37:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well this is just great.  A whole week of spring break and I have absolutely no idea what to do with myself.  yeah, I got a car, that was nice, but it would be even nicer if I could AT LEAST go downtown with it or something.  See an art gallery.  Go to Waterloo Records, SOMETHING.  I'm freaking sick of staying at home and watching my brother play video games and having so much free time that I have to waste most of it on the computer.  Call a friend, you say?  What friends?  Most of them are either working or are on vacation.  Heck, a good lot of them live over one thousand miles away.  'Tis annoying how when I'm in over my head with school I generally tend to feel better (except those times when I feel so jealous, angry and pent up that I want to start gnawing my desk) than when I actually have a lot of free time.  <br />
<br />
And it especially doesn't help when your grandpa gets an appendix infection and you have to drive seven long tedious hours to the hospital when I could be trying to contact a friend that HASN'T left.  (And to whom it may concern [Arium-Genka, perhaps], I'm not gonna be here saturday)<br />
<br />
Pleh, I've got nothing else to go on a rant about.  Maybe I can share my "Catholic Hypocrisy" statement with you next time.  <br />
<br />
By the way, If you got a request for me or anything NOW IS THE TIME!  Once school starts back up again you'll have missed your chance.<br />
<br />
Au revoir!!!!1111oneoneoneone ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>Vroom Vroom Biatch</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Mar 2006 15:15:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ guess<br />
<br />
what.<br />
<br />
IGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACAR<br />
IGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACAR<br />
IGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACAR<br />
IGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACARIGOTACAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
<br />
I GOT A CAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!!!!  WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!<br />
<br />
FIIIESTAH!!<br />
<br />
*regains composure*  <br />
<br />
ahem, now that I got that out of my system, I now have to start worrying about getting a paying job to pay for gas.  What fun. ]]></description>
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                <title>Confused?  yes.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2006 14:51:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, I was sitting in precal today, and this kid that ive never talked to before in my life starts trying to make me look like an idiot.  <br />
<br />
It wouldn't bother me if it didnt happen FREQUENTLY.  <br />
<br />
But there was this one thing he said: "You know you try to sound so philosophical all the time and it's really not working."  Interesting.  You're not the most phiosophical person I've ever met either.  So why dont we both admit that we're not mother f***ing Socrates and get on with life?  <br />
<br />
Having said that, I continue on.  I often wonder if I'm losing my mind for any reason.  I'm actually working on some nice human art, but I can never get ideas for anthros out of my head.  What if I've got some kind of mental disease and I have to go see some psychiatrist?  What if I'm not the literarily gifted person I though I was?  How do I know if I'm even gifted, period?  What if this is the wrong place to be?  I have no sense of logic, so what exactly is guiding me through this thing called life?  What's guiding my thoughts?<br />
<br />
WHO AM I? ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>REVERSAL</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2006 15:35:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So the time has come for change.  I'll go ahead and be straight with this.  <br />
<br />
On deviantart, you will be seeing less anthro artwork from me.  This is due to a personal realizaion and due to the fact that i have met some people that have opened my eyes.  <br />
<br />
And also, furry is getting too damned sexual, which I never believe it should be, but the sad fact is that it is.  But it's not so much that as it is my own decision that i need to broaden my horizons.  Hopefully some of my more mentally and sexually balanced fan-base will continue supporting me.<br />
<br />
However, that is up to them, and I cannot control minds.  (though it would be damn nice)<br />
<br />
If you choose to ignore me and be angry with me the rest of your life, so be it.  I stand by my decision. ]]></description>
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                <title>Has Anyone Noticed...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 19:38:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, here's a formal journal entry, as well as a thought for everybody. But first, I want to recount an experience.<br />
<br />
Today, I went to see "The Chronicles of Narnia" after seeing King Kong, and then the Return of The King the day before. All three were great movies. But then I realized something. Not one of those films was entirely original. They were all based off of a previous movie or a book, even. Sure, this fact is obvious for films like these, but doesn't it reveal something about the level of creativity of film directors nowadays?<br />
<br />
Believe it or not, it's diminishing.<br />
<br />
Although all of these films are visually creative and fun to watch, they're not ORIGINAL. They all continue a previous film, like the newer star wars movies, or they all base themselves off the creativity of some author. The idea is, basically, regurgitated. What happened to the creativity of films like the stylistic genius of the Incredibles, or the outright hilarity of Monty Python or Amelie? Are directors losing their ability to create? Are they becoming consumed by the un-creativeness of our consumer society? How come we can't chrun out films like Miyazaki's "Spirited Away" or Hitchcock's "Rear Window"?<br />
<br />
I know that some of you out there notice this. Take a look at films made in the past five or six years and just see how many were based on a book or how many are a sequel of something more successful. We need to jumpstart our creativity. We need to keep reading, witnessing and creating so we can add some NEW flavor to our world. Though the tastes of the past may be good, they get boring, and that same flavor still seeps through the new spices added to it (spices being visual effects or other things added to remakes).<br />
<br />
True, there may be some of you that may like how the film industry is going, and I'm definitely not saying that the "revived" stories are bad. We just need to start making some of our OWN, ORIGINAL things before the re-makes go out of style.<br />
<br />
And yes, this seems a bit un-furry, but I've put this out there. Just want to see if anyone's noticed. ]]></description>
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                <title>Cauterized Lows and Video Highs</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2005 15:45:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Surgeons are honest to the point of painfulness.  They don't euthanize anything, which would be fine with me had I not been in a crappy mood today on account of a cold.  However, I had not come to the doctor to get rid of my cold.  There was an unusual growth on the inside of my bottom lip called a "Muco-seal" (i dont know the right way to spell it) and I had to get it removed.  After the guy injected twice with Happy Serum, he hacked away at it, and i got blood on my shirt.  Then it wouldnt quit bleeding so he got a cauterizer after he injected me several more times with the Happy stuff.  The thing zapped my skin till it quit bleeding and the smell only made my already-bad headache worse.  Since he could not remove it completely, I have to go back for "more extensive surgery" during christmas break.  <br />
<br />
Clinical bastard...<br />
<br />
Anywho, I went and bought Katamari Damacy afterwards and I HAD SO MUCH F***INGG FUN PLAYING IT!!!!!!!!  Screw the violent GTA and Call of Duty and Halo vioience crap, this game was so funny and so horribly stupid in that special way that only the Japanese can make it that I was glued to the screen for three hours.  (maybe more, i may have lost track of time)  It felt great just to lose my brain and be an idiot with no responsibilities for one day.  It's a great way to relieve stress after 3 months of working till your brain falls out.  <br />
<br />
God I hope I get more time to draw... ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>Gonna Be Gone</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 20:40:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sorry for my recent absence... school is getting really hard, and now i'm gonna have to stay off the computer on weekends if i want to get my grades where I want them to be.  Also, I got a job recently so that leaves even less time.  <br />
<br />
But god, I drew something so great the other day but have had no time to scan.  Heck, I dont have time to do much of anything except try to make straight A's.  It used to be so much easier in middle school, dunno why this has to be so different.  <br />
<br />
Please excuse me while my life is getting sucked away.  I'll try to be back soon. ]]></description>
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                <title>Almost 12,000...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 20:46:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Good lord, I cannot believe I'm THIS CLOSE TO 12000 PAGEVIEWS!!!  <br />
Suffice to say, I never thought this would happen... I should have a party or something!  <br />
<br />
Sadly though, only one person could come, and it's/he's/she's 7 hours away.  -_-<br />
<br />
Maybe i should have a prize or something for whomever screencaps my 12,000th hit!  <br />
You never know until you get it... ]]></description>
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                <title>20 Things</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 19:11:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ DAMMIT LEE!  She got me.  Got me good.  Now I have to do this 20 questions crap that everyone else is doing.  <br />
<br />
So, let's get the train movin' on.<br />
<br />
----20 THINGS ABOUT XSYSTM47------<br />
<br />
1. I hate babies.  No, really, I do.<br />
2. Hell is only a state of mind.  Eternal damnation and the idea of an afterlife is crap.<br />
3. I believe that God created us by accident.  He was a little kid messing around in the sandbox of the universe.<br />
4. I only do well on homework if i have a cup of java in my system.<br />
5. I study hard, but only get mediocre grades because the school grading system is a joke.<br />
6. I want more than anything to be a crazy, creative type.  (namely a musician/artist)<br />
7. I swim a 26.0 in my 50 freestyle.<br />
8. All the stuff I drew from 5th to 8th grade is now in a pile of ashes on the roof of the apartment building in NYC that I used to live in.<br />
9. Gaudy furniture literally makes my eyes hurt.<br />
10. I love any kind of asian cuisine (unless people eat it when it's still alive)<br />
11. Female bodybuilders scare the living $H1T out of me.<br />
12. 9 times out of 10 i will be dissatisfied with the direction our lives are going.<br />
13. I love to call my dog strange names like "jujy" even though that's nowhere near his real name.<br />
14. I only like cheese when it's melted or mixed with something.<br />
15. If you ask me how i'm doing I won't ever give a true or straight answer.  <br />
16. In 9th grade, I did a scantron test in pen.<br />
17. I fell out of my chair in French the other day.<br />
18. I've never broken anything... yet.<br />
19. I get kicks by scaring my girlfriend.<br />
20. I only truly love my immediate family.  I wouldnt trade them for anything.<br />
<br />
voila.  20 facts.  now leave me alone... im going to go watch ER. ]]></description>
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                <title>They Are As Scrapes on My Knuckles</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 19:08:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got this book for my birthday, which was a few days ago.  It's called "Little Boy: The Arts of Japan's Exploding Subculture" and I must say that it is incredible.  More of a coffee-table book than anything, it's big, has lots of text and lots of pictures.  There are two columns on each page, the original text in Japanese, and its logical english translation.<br />
<br />
I FINALLY KNOW THE MEANING OF THE LAST SCENE OF THE END OF EVA!!!!<br />
Now i just have to spend my free time trying to decipher it.  However, it matters not.  Problems such as these are no more than scrapes on my knuckles.  <br />
<br />
Scrapes that (in reality) i got at a swim meet on the 6th.  In my vigorous state, I hit my fist on the rubber pad that stops the timer and got a friction burn on my knuckles.  Now they hurt whenever they are touched and whenever they are exposed to heat within a liquid, BUT IT MATTERS NOT!  <br />
<br />
The pains felt on my knuckles are no more than those scrapes on my knuckles:  Inconvenient, painful yet entirely negligible all at the same time.  <br />
<br />
And if any of this makes sense please let me know.  I took a standardized test today that raped my brain, chewed it with evident mastication, spit it out, then trampled upon it with Doc Martens before scooping up its remains with a shovel and shoving it down the garbage disposal.  <br />
<br />
-"My position isn't standing, it's floating."  (Takashi Murakami) ]]></description>
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                <title>Phreeeakin Busy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2005 16:00:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For those of you that have tried to contact me on AIM or yahoo or whatever, I am sorry if I have not been around, and the following journal entry may shine some light on the subject.<br />
<br />
School is a time-consuming, soul-draining endless activity that always seems to envelop me in its clutches.  I haven't used the computer for a week, the usage of which tends to lower my grades, but my grades still don't achieve the level that I need them to.  I'm afraid to even go find out whether I'm still in the top 10% or not.  Recently, I was elected president of the French Club, and that's going to take some working on because none of my officers seem to have a good date to meet and discuss the cultural activities that I have planned out.  And if that wasn't enough, all my classes are very hard, ESPECIALLY the much-loathed abomination of math and logic known as physics.  <br />
<br />
Adding on to this teetering tower of tolerance limits (nice alliteration, huh?) is swimming.  I swim for 2 hours in the morning and after I go to school I swim for 2 hours in the afternoon, and when I get home I have time for nothing else but homework, after which I get in bed and enjoy the precious few hours that I have to sleep before waking up again at 6:30 AM to repeat the whole routine.  <br />
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You can imagine how much free time this factors in for drawing.  <br />
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I understand that the amount of pageviews I have garnered has met an outstanding amount by my standards, and it deserves some celebration that has yet to happen.  Who knows, maybe i'll catch my 11,000th.  <br />
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On that note, I send you all my apologies and my thanks for your patience and all and blah blah blah... System.out.println("Duuuuuhhhh...");  (damn comp sci.)<br />
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A bientot, <br />
Xsystm (or Z or mr. XYZ or whatever you people call me)<br />
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PS:  Coldplay Kicks arse on headphones, but even more arse is kicked when they play in concert.  Chris Martin is my hero. ]]></description>
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                <title>JC</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 19:50:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey, does anyone know of any JCreator-like editors that work on Macs?<br />
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Something to think about: If everything was made in God's image, what does he look like? ]]></description>
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                <title>Einstien Laughs At Me</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2005 19:03:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have to face the fact that mental stumbling blocks chase me like iron filings chase a magnet.<br />
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No matter how hard I try, no matter how many questions i've asked, no matter how many times i've gone to see the speaker of facts involving Physics, I keep falling flat on my face.    Back in grade and elementary school, I struggled with math.  Now, I've gotten quite good at it, but as a result, science begins to fail me.  <br />
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I don't understand why this is happening.  I've loved science ever since I was god-knows-how-young.  In the level I'm in, math has been added to the analytical brew.  This was first realized in chemistry, when my decline presented itself.  Now, instead of knowing how things work, you have to follow this twisted, mutated mess of logic and numbers that only the most enlightened of us seem to understand.  It no longer makes sense.  Why can't I be enlightened?  I work hard enough get A's on everything, yet it rarely happens.  What do they get that I don't?<br />
<br />
I need to quit this self-evaluation, this comparison to others.  So to break away, I'm going to teach everybody a japanese phrase that may come in handy:  "Zettai watashi wo shaberasu koto wa dekinai."  The meaning of which is "You will never make me talk."  A helpful phrase to use when cornered by the Yakuza or some other Japanese terrorist group or gang.    <br />
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Something to think about:  What will the computers use once they eradicate the humans? ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>Magazine Cover</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 14:53:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Went to a bookstore today and saw the dragon on the cover that the link below will provide.  Very cool.<br />
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<a href="http://www.economist.com/images/20050827/20050827issuecovUS400.jpg">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>L'École</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2005 20:13:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Gah, the week is down, and I'm up... kinda.  Going back to school has made me feel a lot better about myself, I feel less like a lazy bum and all my work seems to be paying off so far.  I had a history quiz and I seemed to remember everything.  Last year, things just flew out of my head the minute they flew in.  I still feel like I need a job, but I don't see how I can possibly have time for it.<br />
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And also, I'm royally sick and tired of hearing everybody talking about their paychecks and their cars... two things I need and don't have.  What about school?  What about the hard work you have to put into it?  It's as if these people have magic liittle devices that can provide them with more time in the day.  If I had to work and put up with all the homework I have, I would literally lose my mind.  LOSE IT.  As if I already haven't lost it.  <br />
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By the way, I love my my english class.  For once I have friends in it and a teacher I appreciate as well.  Well, seeya next week. ]]></description>
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                <title>Awesome Story</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2005 18:14:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This guy, Charles is a good friend of mine.  He was nice enough to write a story for me based on the pic called "Wet Dreams."  If you like dragons and muscle growth as much as I do, then go check this out.<br />
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Here's the story he wrote for moi >> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/21769353/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>A Lot Less of Me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2005 14:04:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, the time has come to say farewell for a while... school for me starts tomorrow, and due to a lot of future homework, a lot less art will be seen from me.  I'll update on weekends when possible, but I've got to keep busy this year.  Things are gonna get difficult.<br />
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I won't be dead.  I just wont be around for awhile. ]]></description>
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                <title>Trust</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 13:25:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Something's been bothering me ever since i got entirely into this art community, and it's about time I asserted it.  How the hell am I supposed to know who you people are, let alone trust you?  That may sound a little brash, but It's been weighing on my mind.  Most of the people I've talked to... ive never met them, never seen their faces or known much about them except for their interest in my art.  I'm sure for many of you, It's a way of protecting your personal privacy, but how do I know if anybody is just some 40 year-old weirdo that can hack into my computer and get my personal information out of me, and then take advantage of me by creating an elaborate facade to appear my age?<br />
<br />
It's a sickening prospect, and an even more sickening possibility.  It haunts me every single time I talk to somebody on AIM/Yahoo.  The truth is, I'd love to be friends with all of you, but I fear for my safety every time I consider this.  Even my family members have gotten on my case about it.<br />
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I'd like to know you... but there's no way I can fully trust anyone.  And if I know you, and we trust eachother, don't break it.  Don't worry about me... I've never broken anybody's trust for as far back as I can remember. ]]></description>
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                <title>Screw It... I'm Back</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Aug 2005 06:04:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I put all my deviations up for show again, I've had enough separation anxiety from the art community, and this whole thing doesnt matter to me anymore.  <br />
<br />
So, uh... feel free to start looking, commenting and resuming all devious activity if you like.  <br />
<br />
That's all! ]]></description>
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                <title>Last Message *URGENT*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2005 07:37:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ God is dead in the internet art community.  After losing FurAffinity, I now have to cope with the boycott of deviantart, due to the whole jark scandal.  <br />
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I cannot believe that the art communities are succumbing to these stupid, infantile battles and business undertakings that we artists have to suffer for.  I never knew jark, but I believe that firing somebody without a reason is pretty damned unfair and goes to show how the predatory capitalist system will have us all in its belly within a matter of time.  If you want to know what this is all about, I suggest following this:  <a href="http://justthorne.deviantart.com/journal/6076036/">[link]</a><br />
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I highly respect the deviantart community, it was my first and I hate hate hate the fact that i'm going to be cut off once again from friends and amazing artwork that I have encountered during my 2-year stay here.  But this is a situation in which we must burn the witch, and to do that, I will be hiding my deviations and refusing all comments.  If you want to comment on anything, my SheezyArt account is still up-to-date and I HIGHLY reccomend that you go here <a href="http://xsystm47.sheezyart.com/">[link]</a> from now on or else you may never see me again until this whole thing blows over.  If you have any concerns, please email them to me at xsystm47@sbcglobal.net or talk to me on Ymessenger at xsystm47@yahoo.com, or through AIM through xsystm477@aol.com.  <br />
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I am so horrified at all this that's going on, but I feel that pulling out is the right thing to do. ]]></description>
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                <title>Tripping Thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2005 05:47:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A week spent in your real hometown really gets you thinking.  In Brooklyn, I found some pieces of my soul that were missing, and I had clarity of mind: devoid of all the angst and paranoia that haunted me throughout my two years in Texas.  In Brooklyn, all my friends were glad to see me, and they didn't change as much as I thought they did.  Everything was almost the same as I left it.  The changes that did take place were desirable for the most part, like 5th avenue in Brooklyn which got a lot of nice restaraunts, and Ground Zero which now has a hopeful feeling due to its current state of being a construction site.  Most of all, my old apartment building was almost exactly how I left it.  The garden was still well-kept, the outdoor stairway into the basement was still damp and creepy, and the gates still chipping paint.  The only difference was that they removed the gold "382" off the door and placed a smaller plaque with the same letters on to the front of one of the stairs.  I could still see the white prints on the door where the numbers used to be.  And I thought to myself:  I'm gonna come back and live here someday, no matter what.  <br />
<br />
And so the bubble burst when I arrived back in Texas, which I'm afraid I can never call home, it's just a temporary dwelling for me.  But then, I looked through my pictures on all my art servers, and I noticed something.  I noticed that people weren't appreciating my work for what I intended it to be.  On many of my works, there are always some comments that say "mm hot" "sexy (body part)" and the like.  it makes me wonder why people get so infatuated with the look of my characters that they do not wish to pay any attention to my style.  Now I won't try to dishearten anyone from making such comments, but please, please, PLEASE try to place a little more critique in them!  Or better yet, you can tell me what "turns you on" but try and tell me in better detail why you appreciate it or what I did to the drawing to present you with that feeling.  The thing is, it makes me feel like I'm doing Rated-X art when I'm really not!  It disturbs me that some people try to distort it like that.  I bet a good number of you know that I would never draw the so-called "mature" art (since to me the subject matter of most of those drawings seem to be less than mature).  And I'll admit, I have seeked out a mature gallery every now and then, but the content still bothers me.  It gives me the impression that the furry community is only in it for the sex.<br />
<br />
Well I'm here to say that I'm not going to do that for you... I'm not going to be another "sex machine," producing artwork that arouses you (although for some, that seems to already be the case).  By all means, view my art, but when you give me feedback, be constructive.<br />
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By the way, I now have a VCL account which can be found at the following adress:<br />
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<a href="http://us.vclart.net/vcl/Artists/Xsystm47/">[link]</a><br />
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There isn't much on there yet, but I'm just opening it up for those who are interested.  And I apologize if I have offended anybody in this entry. ]]></description>
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                <title>You Can't Turn On a One-Way Street</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2005 10:41:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ With FurAffinity hacked and sheezy art chock full of malfunctions, I'm beginning to feel like the glitch-makers, hackers and flamers are trying to shove me into a box without holes, or trying to close off all the exits on an endless highway.  All I got now is Deviantart, which (though glitchy at times) has always proved to be reliable.  <br />
<br />
However, upon looking at my stall in pageview ascent, I think it's time I got busy on some coloring, which would give my black and white art that I've been doing some more substance.  I've been working on a few things, and I'm quite satisfied with them.  Also, once they're submitted, I think you will agree.  But right now, I feel like opportunities for me to showcase my work are writhing out of my hands like worms.  But all is not lost... I've finally gotten approval to showcase my work on the VCL.  Within a few days, I'll have some stuff up there.<br />
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So tell your friends, family, and all concerned if you will. ]]></description>
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                <title>All Good At The Same Time</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2005 15:58:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I've tried for the thousandth time to get on FA, but it denies me access. I bet its something serious, but I'm not really caring... unmotivation clouds over my actions whilst I suspend in this state that wavers between sickness and health. I skipped swim practice twice today (I have it twice on tuesdays) and I feel kind of bad about it. Maybe it's because I always feel compelled to not skip things, but I guess I just need to realize that I need to rest... I've been working my ass off anyways.<br />
<br />
Or maybe it was because I pushed myself to the physical max on friday when I played the DDR EXTREME machine at this new arcade. I usually get a "B" on Trip Machine Survivor at home, but on the machine I got a "C" because it was so much harder for some reason. And no, I didn't accidentally put it on heavy mode or mess with any of the settings... that would be murder. I might have worn my self out from that, or I just might have caught a cold from there since I touched a bunch of plastic things there that everyone else there had touched. After all, I did play Guitar Freaks V several times, eating with my hands a few seconds after.<br />
<br />
But whatever the reason, I regret nothing even though I have to deal with the repercussions. By the way, I watched a movie called "The Brave Little Toaster" the other night for the first time in many years. Some of the songs weren't as good as I had remembered them, but the Radio kicked royal ass, mainly because it reveals the hidden personality that hides up my sleeve. And I dropped my cellphone for the 7th time since I owned it! YAAAAAAAYYY!! I'm just hoping it will break so I can get a new one, but the damned phone, like an agent of Satan, will not die.<br />
<br />
Time to break out that crucifix... ]]></description>
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                <title>Back Into It</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 09:33:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello, everyone... I am now officially off Hiatus.  I thought I would say this to make it official even though recent actions prove this to be true.  I am accepting requests and trades once again, for I am back in business.  In the meantime, my search for a job and a car continue: upon meeting a good freind of my at the café yesterday, she told me that the local grocery tycoon was hiring.  She said the pay was not excellent, but I must find something to get me a car or raise money for college and whatnot.  Unless my IQ makes a prodigious leap over the summer, college will not pay for itself.  As for swimming, it must be working its magic on me since every muscle in my body is aching miserably.  Even though I am in immense physical pain, my dad has been kind enough to let me drive his car while he is at work until vacation time.  Hmm, what else to say?  Nothing much, really... I think im going to make myself some highly caffeinated tea to help me get through the incredibly boring, yet psychologically appealing book known as Nathaniel Hawthorne's "The Scarlet Letter." ]]></description>
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                <title>Hiatus</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2005 05:16:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ To the members of DeviantArt currently  watching me:<br />
<br />
I'm going to be off for the next week  to catch up with my studies. Finals are  that week, and I failed my FIRST  ALGEBRA 2 TEST last Friday, so now I  have to study like nothing else to get  my average back up. Everything depends  on the finals, and I hope that everyone  will understand why I have to go for  this period of time. However, once  summer break starts, I'm free! So I  guess I'll be back to my artistic self  then.<br />
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Until next time! ]]></description>
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                <title>Les Examens d'AP</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2005 06:12:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I would like to inform those that have  requested art from me that I am sorry  for the high amount of procrastination,  for the AP tests at my school are in  TWO DAYS and I have to study harder now  than I have been for the test. Pleh.  Stupid, stupid tests. But, if it means  a college credit, I'm gonna take it.  Less work in the future... right? ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Losing My Mind</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2005 05:24:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know that I havent been drawing  lately... i've still been up with  school, and homework.  If I didnt have  to take goddamned chemistry my life  would be so much better and easier.  I  have drawn some things, but I've been  too lazy to scan them.  And I probably  wont today because my I'll be busy  begging my brother to let me use his  new PSP.  i do have some pretty good  stuff on the way though... it just  might not be colored.  <br />
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as they say in France, <<C'est la vie>> ]]></description>
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                <title>Where Is My Mind??</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2005 05:55:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, unfortunately Ive been feeling  artisitcally unmotivated as of late.   Please dont persecute me for being  inactive, but I have things in my life  that I need to catch up with, like  school, family, work, etc.  I only draw  stuff when I have bursts of creativity,  and recently I havent been inspired.  I  guess that means I have to slog through  each day until something pops into my  head.  Also, I'm thinking that swimming  helps erase it as well... I come home  too tired to draw or think of anything.   But thats how it goes I guess.  Please  don't be upset or anything if I'm not  around for awhile. ]]></description>
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                <title>Deserving a Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2005 15:27:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 3000+ PAGEVIEWZ!!!!!  THANKS  GUYS/GIRLS/THINGS!!!!  <br />
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Having said that, I will continue.  I  literally feel like a slacker with no  life.  All I've done throughout spring  break is play DDR, use my computer, and  draw.  And because I dont have  swimming, I'm freaking bored.  <br />
<br />
But thats all about to change...<br />
<br />
BECAUSE I GOT MY DRIVERS LICENSE!!!   Now I get to spend hours of my time as  a corporate slave working for a  less-than average wage at a big retail  store!!!  Or even better, a Starbucks!!   Yes, that wonderful place where you  have to fill every need of the yuppie  customers that go in and out of the  store every second, demanding their  hyper-caffeinated drinks with multiple  choices of flavors!  WHAT FUN!!!  And  it's all because I got a license that  allows me to drive to these places.   It's so WONDERFUL to be a teenager in  this day and age!<br />
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... yeeep.  Hopefully a slight flavor  of sarcasm climbed into your throat as  you digested those over-exuberant  words.  My parents wont even let me  drive alone... -_- ]]></description>
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                <title>Les Weekends</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2005 18:42:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Something i like to wonder sometimes  is:<br />
<br />
Do people draw/admire anthro artwork  because they like to see the human  physique presented in a unique and  interesting way, of to they just like  to look at it as a way to get off? If  they want to think of it that way, then  so be it. Despite my slight abhorrence  towards those thoughts, what others  think is none of my business. Just know  that if you think my artwork is  supposed to have any sexual innuendo,  you are incorrect. Everything I draw is  strictly because I find joy in drawing  it, because it is fun to draw... a kind  of hobby.<br />
<br />
Having said that, this week was a  roller coaster ride to nowhere. Except  that in chemistry we were able to mix  deadly chemicals together to make a  poisonous gas!! FUN!! I told my history  teacher one day: "I can't WAIT to work  with chemicals." His response was:  "Famous last words." Now I couldn't  agree with him more, because yesterday  a kid mixed his chemicals right under  my nose by accident, and I was dizzy  for about ten minutes. It was the  reaction between copper chloride and  zinc, which gives off a dizzifying gas.  And I wondered if people get high off  this stuff.<br />
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Le Fin. ]]></description>
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                <title>Unhealthy Obsession With Books</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 04:29:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's time for my USUAL FRIDAY ENTRY  once again and this time I actually  have some things worth talking about,  as well as a few lack-of-update  excuses.  <br />
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First of all, I'm really happy that my  "comic" is becoming such a hit.  And  I'm going to let you know that I'm  working on the third page of it, and it  will be finished once the weekend comes  around.  (I hope)  Also, I've been  having to donate a lot of time for art  and stuff to swimming and schoolwork.   Last night, I was so tired that I went  to bed at 8:30.  How's that for being  overworked?<br />
<br />
Also, I've been having an unhealthy  obsession with the book known as  "Speaker For The Dead" by Orson Scott  Card.  (yes, many of you may know that  one as the sequel to "Ender's Game") <br />
<br />
ALSO somebody else requested me which  means they might have to wait awhile  until I get things straightened out  (sorry).  It would be nice if I had a  day where I didnt have anything to do  but take care of my artistic  priorities.<br />
<br />
Everything aches from damned swim  practice. ]]></description>
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                <title>Lots of Improvement</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2005 21:19:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well, i'm so glad that my most recent  artwork is being so well accepted!   Thanks everybody!  Now, I'm getting  closer to the 2,000 hit mark!<br />
<br />
I think this moment deserves some  espresso, which I've become addicted to  in the past week.  And those that say  that espresso is coffee-zilla were  right.  Though, it doesnt give me too  much of a jolt... caffeine doesnt  affect me that much for some reason.   But espresso is still really good.  <br />
<br />
OOOH!! I just came up with a good  idea... whoever gets the 2000th hit and  screencaps it for me will get a gift  pic, and maybe some money.  Maybe itll  get more visitors here.<br />
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But really, I am serious about this...  might have to come up with the rules at  some point. ]]></description>
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                <title>GYEEEEHHHH</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2005 09:23:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, this time i have an excuse for  skipping friday.  (not that anyone  cares, but here goes nothing)  <br />
<br />
I basically caught a throat virus with  details much too vile to reveal to the  public eye, ear, and stomach.<br />
<br />
Ok, on with the show.<br />
<br />
I FINALLY managed to complete Xen's  request, with a few qualms of  dissatisfaction.  Maybe I'll do another  version to make up for it.  And I also  had a dream the other night where I  randomly killed somebody I never met  before.  But that's beside the point.  <br />
<br />
So, what is the point, you ask?  There  is none.  SHOULDNT YOU HAVE KNOWN THAT  BY NOW, YOU DUMB OXEN!?!?!?!  HUH!?   HUH!?!!?!?!<br />
<br />
Forget that last phrase, please.  I'm  sick and not in my right mind.  I love  you all.  Happy valentine's  day/weekend!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>The Nth Usual Friday Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 20:21:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I lost count, so sue me.  Please<br />
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Before I say anything else, I would  like to apologize to ZakRhino and  Xendrian for taking so long on their  requests.  School has really been  wreaking havoc on my brain, thus I have  been running out of time for art.   Forgive me for being mentally busy and  artistically retarted.  <br />
<br />
Anyway...<br />
<br />
Why does it get so hard to keep up with  people in school?  Are some people  smart because they were born that way,  or what?  You begin to question you  abilities when bad test grades begin  popping up.<br />
<br />
But then, why do we have tests anyway?   Well, they are measures of our  intelligence, telling teachers and  other scholars where we stand on the  academic ladder.  They were once viewed  as a small side-effect of the actual  learning process.  <br />
<br />
However, twentieth-century thinking has  reversed that value.  Now, people don't  want to learn things for the sake of  learning them anymore, they just want  to learn what they can use on a test.   And then, it suddenly becomes a huge  competition to be on top.  And a lot of  classes nowadays exist mainly for the  purpose of getting you ready for some  test.  That's the only reason they  changed the scheduling at my school.   It was to allow for more time to  prepare for those damned tests.  <br />
<br />
I don't know about anybody else, but I  take advanced classes because I want to  learn things, and gain a deep  understanding of them.  The tests can  go screw themselves.  The reason you go  to school is to learn how to manipulate  and handle the real world.  Sure, you  might be good at taking tests, but are  those test-taking skills going to help  you do your future job any better?  I  don't think so.  But let me hear what  you think about it. ]]></description>
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                <title>Before I Forget...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 04:32:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Before I forget, I'm going to get my  USUAL FRIDAY ENTRY done right now  before I go to my swim meet. <br />
<br />
So, what was good about this week? Lots  of stuff, actually. More good stuff  than there was a while ago. For  example, I found out that chemistry is  my new favorite subject next to biology  after I understood something that only  one other person in the class  understood. It was nice... and toasty  (although I cannot exactly say that I  am a slice of bread getting the $H1T  burned out of me). So, that was all  good.<br />
<br />
My god, It's amazing how lazy I've been  with my artwork. I've got two requests  I'm working on, and I'm halfway  finished with one (the one for  Pointzero/Xendrian) and I'm only 1/4  finished with another (the one for  ZakRhino) I hope theyre not in any  rush, because I've been very busy  lately for reasons beyond my control. <br />
<br />
Oh well. <br />
<br />
Once again, I'm avaliable for request,  if anybody wants to request something  from me!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>WHY ARE THEY MISSED?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 14:45:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes!  So it is.  I missed another  friday.  I dont know why I keep missing  them, and maybe it's because I have too  much stuff to do and the thing that  always gets forgotten is the update of  my numerous journals.<br />
<br />
And if nobody's noticed yet, it's  really hard to type stuff up and watch  TV at the same time.<br />
<br />
A Bientot, mes amis. ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow, two fridays that I've missed</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 06:05:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, the other day, I was at a swim  meet, and I did not return home until  midnight, so I couldnt write in this  thing.  <br />
<br />
Real weird.<br />
<br />
I'm not exactly sure I remember what  happened last friday though.  Although,  that does not change the fact that it  is monday and I have to stay home with  my brother until my parents get home.   When they work, it gets really  annoying, doing nothing all day for  hours on end.  We get bored here.<br />
<br />
BUT!  I hope I can change that.   Otherwise, nothing is really new for  me, except that yet another artist  requests something of me.  He had very  little preferences... all he did was  send me some example pics and told me  to go ahead with those.  I guess I  should improvise... or something.<br />
<br />
Yeeeeah. ]]></description>
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                <title>Comics and Old Towns</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2004 16:31:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just got back from a 10-hour car trip  from Oklahoma.  I was visiting  relatives for the holidays.  I hate car  trips very much, and if I have to eat  one more bite of fast food, I'm gonna  throw up.  <br />
<br />
anyway, I did get to go to the  economically decrepit town that my  grandma lives in... all the local  businesses have died out and a new  Super Wal-Mart there is sucking all the  money away from the town's economy.   The place is filled with hunters and  mobile-home inhabitants, and It's like  taking a trip back to the 1930's to  1970's.  <br />
<br />
Really different, and somewhat sad.   The place looks like people just don't  care anymore.  They're too lazy to get  their businesses going again.  <br />
<br />
However, I got to work on a draft of  this comic I'm doing.  I'll get its  billion pages on to here if I can. ]]></description>
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                <title>frrrrIDAYS!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2004 14:16:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Friday today wasn't that bad.  In fact,  it gave me some time to reflect on the  rest of the week.<br />
<br />
Monday was all right.  I dont exactly  remember what happened.  Swim practice  was easy.<br />
<br />
Tuesday?  Don't remember much about  that either.  Swim practice was easy  that day as well, worked my ass off for  an english project due the next day.<br />
<br />
Wednesday was ok.  I got a 93 on the  project AND I SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN 100!!  BITCH ENGLISH TEACHER!!  I think we had  a test in history that day as well.   The test sucked, and I still don't have  the grade for it.<br />
<br />
Thursday SUCKED.  Except that my  english teacher used one of my essays I  wrote that day as an example of how a  standardized test essay should be  written.  I got happy, and people loved  it.  BUT HISTORY WAS EVIL.  We had to  do a document-based question (DBQ) and  I got a 75 on it, which is borderline  passing.  And in Geometry i didnt  understand the subject matter when  everybody else did and i got a 72 on  the last test.  DAMMIT.<br />
<br />
Friday, (as i said before) was ok.  But  I am now going to stop complaining  about everything and get down to  business.  Xendrian asked me to do  another request for him, and it is  something that I have never been asked  to draw before, so it is going to be  extra challenging.  I told him that he  might ask another artist to draw the  same thing and decide which one was  better.  It's gonna be good like that.   <br />
<br />
Nothing else is really going on, except  i'm going to buy a crepe pan for my mom  as a christmas present.  <br />
<br />
And that's my second Usual Friday Entry. ]]></description>
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                <title>Roller Coaster Friday</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2004 16:27:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "It's all nice it's all nice on ice ice  allright!"  LOL i love that song...<br />
<br />
Well, my day was crazy.  I got yelled  at pretty much until I left the house,  and I felt terrible leaving my dog at  home by himself.  His fuzzy little face  was staring at me through the window as  I walked to the bus stop... made me  feel really sad.  Then, as I got to the  bus stop, i could see my school off in  the distance... actually it was close  enough to hear the fire alarm going  off.  It was either a prank or the  school was really burning down.<br />
<br />
I prayed that it was burning down.<br />
<br />
I get bored to death in english and  then had an actually exciting lecture  in history as we talked about China  from 1948-2004.  No, it really was  interesting... we learned about all the  student rebellions, and after class all  the football dumbasses in there made  fun of me because I didnt know any  famous athletes.  I don't understand  why such idiots are in an AP class  anyway... they barely apply themselves.   <br />
<br />
Then, I had a really good time during  lunch, as one of my new friends invited  me to his birhtday party as we were  playing cards.  THEN I almost had a  crisis in geometry because I thought  that I had left my book in the  cafeteria and that the custodian had  thrown it out.  GAAAH!!  Then I felt  like an idiot when I found it in my  locker.  >.<  The rest of the day is  still progressing.<br />
<br />
As for my artistic activity, let's say  that I'm working on it.  Basically,  it's another request from Xendrian that  I'm taking a long time to do a  really  good job on.  <br />
<br />
I now have a SheezyArt account by the  way... visitors would be greatly  appreciated!  And, I also accept  requests, if you want me to do one.<br />
<br />
Well, that's pretty much it.  That's my  Usual Friday Entry. ]]></description>
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                <title>Thanksgiving Sickness</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2004 13:47:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, my swim coach raped us with  workouts today for our hell week, and  I'm currently feeling too sick to eat  or socialize.  It sucks... all of it.   I wish that I could be as happy as my  relatives are right now.  <br />
<br />
Also, a certain XendrianDragon asked me  to do a request for him, and it is now  75% completed.  I would be getting it  done at the moment, but I'm feeling too  sick to my stomach right now.  AND I  HAVENT EVEN EATEN ANYTHING YET.  <br />
<br />
I also got onto evilincognito's  contest... but havent done it yet (i  need a seriously long break to get all  this crap done) and I've gotta do the  same practice for swimming TOMORROW and  the NEXT DAY!!!!1<br />
<br />
GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HHH!!!!!<br />
<br />
I've been thinking about getting an  account on SheezyArt.  It's more  customizable, and I found a lot of  really cool artists on there to stalk.   But don't worry, I'll still be here on  DA, with its subscription and payment  and ads and stuff, just so I can stay  with the people who still use it.  <br />
<br />
HAPPY THANKSGIVING FOO'S! ]]></description>
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                <title>The Bass Line of Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2004 17:48:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, here I am on sunday, having missed  my USUAL FRIDAY ENTRY... so this will  have to do. <br />
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I put off the studying of my history  test till the last minute and i just  got done studying.  I know that my  teacher has all good intentions of  making us use our brains, but this time  he's gone too far: one of the  mathematically smartest kids i know  just failed one of his tests.  I didn't  fail... but I just barely scratched the  surface of passing.  I better get my  ass in gear if I dont want to fail my  first AP class.  <br />
<br />
There are some problems you just cannot  fix, especially those that exist in  your family, but I cannot reveal that.   <br />
<br />
Gosh, what else is going on that I can  talk about?  My artwork is improving,  for once... I finally got my characters  to look more like the manga-american  fusion that I wanted them to be.  No,  they are not stylized in the same way,  but it shall get there with the passage  of time.  <br />
<br />
And I would also like to add that  insular minds suck big time.   Especially when adamant about false  political and religious philosophies.   (Please do not jump down my throat.  I  didn't mention any names... just one  way of keeping things ambiguous <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> ) ]]></description>
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                <title>near death experience</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2004 16:39:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As Radiohead says: "an airbag saved my  life."  And that's exactly what  happened.<br />
<br />
We were on our way to swim practice and  my friend was driving me and two other  guys... I was in the front seat and the  other two guys were in the back.  There  was a ghetto-looking black chevrolet  pickup a couple of cars ahead of us who  was driving quite recklessly.  Then, as  we were driving down the highway, all  the cars in front of us slammed on our  brakes... possibly because of the black  pickup, or possibly because there was a  red light.  As the car in front of us  stopped, the driver of our car had  little time to react and he heard the  screeching of tires, so he slammed on  his breaks and skidded very fast into  the back of the car in front of us.   There was a very loud sound that  sounded like a cross between a slam and  a crunch.  My head almost hit the  dashboard, but the airbag came out and  cushioned my fall.  then another car  slammed into us from behind.  And  caused a minor pile-up.  The airbag  smelled horrible, and we had to wait  for a while for the cops to get  everything settled and to get the cars  towed.  Im glad nobody got hurt.<br />
<br />
So... as for my friday, it sucked.   Swim practice this morning was a BIATCH  and i got a couple of bad grades in  english and history.   GRRRAAAAAAGHGHGHG!!!!!  i cannot WAIT  until history is over. ]]></description>
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                <title>Saturday's Coming, Did You Bring Your Coat?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Oct 2004 14:20:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Otherwise meaning that today is Friday  and this is my USUAL  FRIDAY  ENTRY!!!!!!  Right now, I am watching a  section about Cheers on I Love the  80's.  What a friggin weird show... but  then, isn't anything about the 80's?   Sometimes, I wonder what it would be  like to go back in time to 88, when I  was born.  It would be kinda awesome to  watch myself be born.  Freaky, eh?<br />
<br />
Well, today I had a pounding headache  and the fact that we had a pep rally  did NOT help matters at all.  And it  also did not help because I have to sit  next to this annoying-ass religious nut  who screams at the top of his lungs so  loud that the teacher actually has to  come over to our table and tell him to  shut up.  He's seriously less immature  than most of the freshmen in that  class.  <br />
<br />
god, i cannot write anymore... my head  burns from all the pressure that's been  placed on my head...  better go play  some video games. ]]></description>
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                <title>Another Usual Friday Journal</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2004 15:45:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, here I am again.  Voila.   Abracadabra.  Shazam.  <br />
<br />
"Why do you use those stupid magic  words?" you ask.<br />
Why?  Because it's almost halloween...  and my stupid swimming coach won't let  me sleep in saturday morning because we  have a meet at 8:30AM, but I have to be  at the bus at 7AM.  BASTARD!!  <br />
<br />
Oh yeah, one more important thing that  I forgot to mention...<br />
<br />
1,000 HITS!!!!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYY!!!  I'd  mainly like to thank gojita for  noticing it before I did >.< (d'OH!!!)   And I would also like to thank my good  visitors who made this possible.   ROUNDS OF APPLAUSE FOR ALL!<br />
<br />
...<br />
<br />
ok, that was somewhat odd, but I do  have some new artwork on the way that I  will hopefully get finished this  weekend on top of the mounds and piles  of homework that I have to do...<br />
<br />
well... SAYONARA SUCKAZ! ]]></description>
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                <title>I LIVE IN A GIANT BUCKET</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2004 17:11:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ LOL That rejected video thing is too  funny... "I AM A BANANNA!"  BWWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!<br />
<br />
ok enough of that.<br />
<br />
World History AP sucks @$$... i got my  first horrible test grade and now i  feel like an idiot compared to all of  my friends who are geniuses.  Heck, I  was a genius once, but it somehow left  me and possible won't return until I  really need it.  Or maybe all this time  I thought I was a genius, but really  wasn't.  Or maybe...<br />
<br />
MAYBE IT ALL JUST DESERVES TO GO TO  HELL.  (sorry, i just had to say that)   I just had an academically bad day  today... almost fell asleep in English,  and im almost falling asleep right  nnnnoowww..............<br />
<br />
............<br />
............<br />
............<br />
<br />
*ZZZZZZZZZzzZZZzzzZzZzzZZZZzz* ]]></description>
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                <title>Once again, the usual friday entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2004 16:53:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so, im back and nothing much is new  except my computer.  I've actually  started writing a story of sorts.  It  has to do with a person who is  surrounded by perfectionists and feels  insecure about his ablility to succeed.   He questions the presence of god, and  tries to find if being perfect is the  be all and end all of human existence.   <br />
<br />
Of course, i have put a little humor  into it, or else nobody would like it.<br />
<br />
Right now, i'm wondering if being  perfect is really worth the trouble.   Im not gonna kill myself to find the  answer (speaking figuratively).<br />
<br />
<br />
My dog keeps pawing at my foot as i  write this and he won't leave me alone,  so i pet him and he leaves me alone...  i wish i was that easy to please, just  simple enough to be happy.  I think man  was granted with too much free space in  his mind, beyond what is necessary to  survive and such.<br />
<br />
BUT, im not some kind of fancy  psychologist, so what do I know?   HUH???? TELL ME!!! WHAT DO I KNOW!!!  YOURE BEING TESTED ON THIS!!!!!!!<br />
<br />
heh, jk folks. ]]></description>
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                <title>BACK!!  but with improvements!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2004 14:05:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yes, so it is.  I am back, and my  parents finally let me get a new  computer, on the agreement that i would  pay for everything else it requires.  <br />
<br />
Here's the stats:<br />
<br />
1.33 GHz G4 processor<br />
Mac OS X Panther<br />
12 inch screen (small but satisfactory)<br />
700-something MB of RAM<br />
60 GB hard drive<br />
<br />
and theres some other stuff, so i dont  have time to write it down.  I know  that some will hate me for getting a  Mac, but I deemed it necessary.   fulfills my creative and scholastic  needs, and works pretty much in unison  with my PC.  To sum it up, the thing  kicks ass, and hopefully you will see  some more new artwork from me, since i  can work in the privacy of my own room.<br />
<br />
and SOMEDAY my own apartment. ]]></description>
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                <title>The usual fridyah entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2004 16:38:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yes it is friday, but that doesnt mean  its good.  I absolutely hate it how  republicans like Rush Lindbaugh say  that people like democrats are godless  people. (yes those were his exact  words)   And i have heard no end to the  ridicule that i have gotten for my  democratic views on the presidential  debate.  <br />
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Are there ANY people out there that are  with me?  Or am I going to have to live  with strictly republican conservatives  for the rest of my life that dont care  about anybody's view but their own?   People who basically tell me that my  democratic beliefs are lies smother me  with their comments day by day... and I  hate it.  Especially when these kids  are on the debate team, which makes it  even worse.  <br />
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BUT ON A LIGHTER NOTE, MY ART IS  LOOKING BETTER, RIGHT?!<br />
come on, i gotta at least be right  about that.<br />
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right? ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>making the jump</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 09:26:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so here i am, watching the bad side of  the internet be portrayed on cartoon  network.  <br />
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blah.  So, what about the subject of  this entry?  I am beginning to get  increasingly sick of windows.  Its  glitch after glitch after glitch, and  some of it cannot be fixed (most of it  being my fault) and my parents want me  to buy my own computer to break  withough them losing any of their  stuff.  <br />
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i've actually been thinking about  getting one of those new iMacs, the G5  ones.  <br />
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<a href="http://www.apple.com/imac/">[link]</a><br />
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the thing is awesome.  I went to an  electronics store yesterday and used  one.  ahh, so clean, simple and  creative.  a lot of people will hate me  for buying one, but its probably for  the best.<br />
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now if only i could find time to draw... ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>Mi-Mic Check</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Sep 2004 14:38:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Swim practice got cancelled today, at  the expense of having to go to the  center in the morning at 7AM, thus  having to skip the extra hour of sleep  that i so preciously need and deserve.   <br />
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Also, I can seem to find no time to get  some artwork or enjoyment in between  the insane amounts of work i have been  doing.  But, i'm not going to whine:  i'm actually quite satisfied with my  grades so far... being the beginning of  the year.  <br />
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World History AP-85<br />
English 2 Pre-AP-89<br />
Geometry Pre-AP-86-point-something<br />
<br />
Sure, i can do better.  I can do much  better.  And I'm going to.  But i need  time to do better on my artwork...  thats what the dilemma is.  And all my  files and records on DDR have been  erased, but i can rebuild.  <br />
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Theme?  Despite the damage and hardness  of life I can reconstruct what has been  broken by the pressure placed on my  head.  How great it is to be human. ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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                <title>friday again</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2004 17:12:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ god, my swimming coach is evil... but  that doesnt mean i hate him.  He has  every right to be angry at somebody  whose making obscene motions on their  car and wasting valuable time for  practice which he has fought long and  hard for.  <br />
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BUT FOR IT HE PUNISHES EVERYBODY  ELSE!!!!!!<br />
i hate being yelled at for stuff i  didnt do.  Its one of those things i  CANNOT stand.  <br />
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on a lighter note, ive been producing  more art lately.  I did this nice  drawing after Geometry and this girl at  my table loved it.  Alot.  In fact, she  tried to steal it from me.  At least my  art is appreciated by SOME people..<br />
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School can be a serious bitch  sometimes, and its not because of the  classes.  Its because of the people im  surrounded by.  <br />
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oh well, enough complaining.  I have  the weekend, dont i???<br />
THATS ONE MORE THING I CAN BE HAPPY  ABOUT!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~XSYSTM47</author>
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