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                <title>School and things</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 10:20:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I start my second year of college soon. Very exciting. And I recently I joined Flickr!<br /><br />You can visit my Flickr account here <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.flickr.com/photos/jpilch">[link]</a><br /><br />I'll still update here, no worries.<br /><br />Happy photographing<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Subscription!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 20:15:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I now have a one year subscription thanks to SilverBahamut! <br /><br />As a result, I have made certain pictures available for print purchase. So go ahead and buy a few!<br /><br />Thank you SilverBahamut!<br /><br />-Jillian<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Capital Hill Baby!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 16:18:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I am in Washington D.C. until thursday night. How perfect is this? I rode the metro for the first time,  my hotel has these free computer kiosks in the lobby, and there is a starbucks right around the corner. Not to mention the badrillion photo oppurtunities! I am in heaven!<br />Ah!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pleasantly Surprised</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 03:16:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have been on deviantART for nearly 3 years now and I love it. I love the people, the community, and all the amazing art out there I haven't even found yet. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> I have mad love for this community.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Deja Vous</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 20:16:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Didn't this happen before?<br />
You'd think I would learn. I would learn to never trust electronics.<br />
Hard drive crashed.<br />
All my pictures are gone.<br />
Again. <br />
What's on here is all that remains. <br />
<br />
Thank God for Deviant Art.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~bittersweetgrenadine</author>
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                <title>July</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 22:46:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, traveling month is over, now begins photographing and working month! yay!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Summer time = Picture time</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 13:12:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ At last! School is out and my camera is aching to be used. And man do I have some photoshoots planned. This is going to be one productive, busy, and photogenic summer.<br />
<br />
<3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Jill is a four letter word</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 23:02:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been forever since I've picked up my camera. And that in and of itself is a sin. <br />
So I solemnly swear, by the power invested in me, to uninhibitedly glue that shutter to my hand and give you something decent to look at.<br />
Yay.<br />
Happy New Year.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Chromotography</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 12:45:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/album/555197523jEKFmj">[link]</a><br />
<br />
That is the website for the pictures of our chromotography lab. <br />
<br />
Everyone needs to go to Pike Family Nursery Web page and look up thier plant and relay the pertinant information about thier plant to everyone else.<br />
<br />
my rf values are as follows.<br />
And you guys better e-mail me your's or something.<br />
<br />
"Coal Black" Japanese Mapel<br />
<br />
Carotene Rf= 1<br />
Xanthophyll Rf= .818 <br />
Chlorophyll a Rf= None<br />
Chlorophyll b Rf= .5<br />
<br />
Purple Queen<br />
<br />
Carotene Rf= 1<br />
Xanthophyll Rf= .609<br />
Chlorophyll a Rf= .435<br />
Chlorophyll b Rf= .304<br />
Unknown Purple Pigment Rf= .130<br />
<br />
Hypestes<br />
<br />
Carotene Rf= 1<br />
Xanthophyll Rf= .75 <br />
Chlorophyll a Rf= .667<br />
Chlorophyll b Rf= .5<br />
Unknown Brown Pigment Rf= .083<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Oh and Suze, the name of that purple grass is Purple-Leafed Fountain Grass . Scienetific name is Pennisetum setaceum.<br />
<br />
Figure it out people.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>To be your housewife</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 11:10:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I'd wear your black eyes<br />
Bake you apple pies<br />
I won't ask whys<br />
And i try not to cry<br />
I'll always be by your side<br />
Even when you're down and out<br />
I'll always be by your side<br />
Even when you're down and out"<br />
<br />
And this blue is proof of what I said I'd do.<br />
And the day you fix that pilot light, I swear I'll bake for you<br />
And I tried not to cry, I tried, I tried to.<br />
Even as you pulled away, I wanted to be next to you<br />
And you don't even remember why I cried<br />
I'll just add more white to hide the blue. ]]></description>
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                <title>But 473 is a sin</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 May 2006 19:12:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am sorry for being a dead-beat subscriber. <br />
<br />
I will make retributions, I promise. ]]></description>
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                <title>174 is not a sin</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 11:16:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ages, I say! Ages have gone by. Now that the play is over I have a little more free time to click-click-click my shutter button. <br />
<br />
I didn't make GHP so I'll probably get a job this summer. That means raising money for the Europe Trip next year and my new camera. <br />
<br />
I've started locally selling some shots, too, so that might pull in some desperately needed cash. <br />
<br />
Well, at the moment, it's Spring break. So go play outside, for god's sake. <i>We all need the melatonin!</i><br />
<br />
<3 ]]></description>
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                <title>lately? pretty much yeah</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 19:06:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I dont know where the sunbeams end and the starlights begin<br />
Its all a mystery<br />
And I dont know how a man decides whats right for his own life<br />
Its all a mystery<br />
<br />
<br />
So /someone/ has gotten me addicted to the Flaming Lips. <br />
<br />
And I have an excuse to get dressed up again.<br />
<br />
And if I don't recruit some models and shoot some pictures soon I'm going to <br />
<br />
E X P L O D E<br />
<br />
which can't be good for the o-zone. ]]></description>
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                <title>New Year</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2006 08:09:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy New Year everybody!<br />
<br />
I have Megan working on some sketchs of possible pictures and with her artistic help, I will hopefully have some more non-spontaneous shots up soon.<br />
<br />
Glenn and I are also planning on devoted an entire day just to driving around and taking pictures. That shall be AMAZING. There are so many times while driving with my parents that I see something I want to photograph and I ask them just to stop the car for a second and, ofcourse, what is their response? "NO"<br />
<br />
Speaking of Glenn, our one year anniversarie is this Monday, the 23 of January. I think we are going out for dinner :]<br />
<br />
So I hope this year will be just grand. I plan on doing some cleaning up of this account as well as adding some very old concepts that need to be done. <br />
<br />
I also plan on ripping down the wallpaper in my bathroom, re-doing my room (again, for the um-teenth time), getting back into iceskating, and staying focused on school.<br />
<br />
<br />
Ah... plans. Well, today Megan is coming over so I must go get ready! Have a great day/week/month!<br />
<br />
<br />
<333 ]]></description>
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                <title>Holy Sh-!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2005 11:05:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ By some magical act of GOD I got everything. Every last document! <br />
<br />
::celebrates for a week::<br />
<br />
and now I'm doing mass-backing-up of all of my files. I'm going to submit alot of deviations though most of them will get scrapped. I just don't want to loose this stuff ever again. Holy crap... ]]></description>
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                <title>Gone</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2005 13:41:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's all gone.<br />
<br />
All my photographs. All my writings. Every picture I've ever saved on my computer, every document I've ever created. Erased. As if it was never there. There's no explanation, no reason. My PC crashed and everyone else's settings were saved, but everything in my documents is gone. My pictures, my music, my art, my movies, everything. I have nothing but the pictures I've saved on Deviant Art.<br />
<br />
I lived for those photos. I breathed for those picture. Each one was part of my life, each one was a story I stole with a click of a camera.<br />
<br />
I've never felt more empty.<br />
I've never cried more then when Will turned and said "I'm sorry..."<br />
I've never missed anything more.<br />
I've never had so much regret<br />
<br />
I feel like someone just told me that everyone I've ever cared about is dead. Those pictures were my best friends, my greatest memories. And they're gone.<br />
<br />
I can still see them in my head. Scrolling down the list on the computer screen. But there are so many that will be forgotten. Eventually, I won't even be able to remember anything.<br />
<br />
It's like a roll of film taken out too early in a darkroom; there for an instant before dissapearing forever. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 17:22:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hope.<br />
<br />
I hope for everything.<br />
<br />
It's a silly, stupid, crazy, wicked, painful, kind of thing to do.<br />
<br />
But I hope. <br />
<br />
and I work.<br />
<br />
I work for it to happen.<br />
<br />
I try and struggle and enjoy the road less traveled. <br />
<br />
The idea that hope might become true drives me. It reigns my index finger, trembling on the shutter button. It guides my mind to say what I feel, all the time. It pushes me to scream the truth. <br />
<br />
No matter what the collateral. No matter how many tears. No matter how screwed up the present becomes. The Future is hope. ]]></description>
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                <title>Winter</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 13:52:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Now that you're gone and even though it's hard to say<br />
I know<br />
that we'll be home together somewhere, someday..."<br />
<br />
I miss Winter. I miss who I used to be. Something so solid, I knew what it was. The past is so reliable because it doesn't change. There are no decisions to be made.<br />
<br />
"In a dark corner of a room, I see.." a mirror and a coward hiding behind a camera. <br />
<br />
"In a dark corner of room, I see another part of you and I stay" I stay because I change. Everything changes. <br />
<br />
The hardest thing about living is the prospect of waking up the next day. <br />
<br />
This is optimism. This is happy. This is a solid blanket of snow. Something cold yet comforting. <br />
<br />
This is truth. ]]></description>
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                <title>future</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2005 18:33:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alrighty, science fair will bring in an influx of 24+ pictures. Yay! Expect those in 1-2 weeks.<br />
<br />
Now I'm going to list some models needed for pictures ideas here, you tell me if you're interested and to what extent you fit what I'm looking for. If you believe you are absolutely perfect for it, send me a picture of your lovely-ness. my e-mail address is benevolentmuse@yahoo.com<br />
<br />
*Girl, must have dark dark hair, preferably longer than shoulders, willing to stand in the median of Whitlock traffic. Thin figure, thin smile.<br />
<br />
*Girl,LONG HAIR, doesn't matter what color, won't mind being shot in a bathing suit and getting into a pool. <br />
<br />
*Girl, medium length hair, doesn't mind jumping on a trampoline all day, can keep a straight face, must be comfortable in long dress<br />
<br />
Also I need to find someone that owns a nice underground pool, and someone who has a trampoline. <br />
<br />
Okay, now for the fun part. I'm planning, sometime after my play finishes, to grab a handful of funny people and flashlights, going to a battlefield at night and have super fun with a perputally opened shutter. There will be ghosts and fairies and swirley colors of swirley-ness. <33333<br />
<br />
Sam said he might buy me a tripod for Christmas this year.  Do you know how amazing that would be! I'd love him forever. <br />
<br />
My Christmas list so far is:<br />
-scarves (as I am addicted to them)<br />
-earings (as one can never have too many)<br />
-a Cannon Rebel EOS digital SLR (because it is my destined lover)<br />
-a camera tripod (because night shots with long exposures aren't always pretty when blurred beyond recognition)<br />
<br />
My play opens Thursday. If one more person tells me to break a leg, I'm sure I'll be cursed. I have already sprained my ankel twice in rehersal, slid off stage due to my character shoes, and fell off a log. Graceful child am I. ]]></description>
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                <title>l'hiver</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 17:01:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Je ne veux pas aller à l'école... je veux dormir....<br />
<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/snowflake.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":snowflake:" title="Snowflake" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>paris is lyrics from the saddest songs</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 09:09:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Vous avez été censé pour m'attraper.<br />
<br />
<br />
....nous tous tombons vers le bas. ]]></description>
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                <title>lala</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 15:29:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Will you still love me when I'm rich and famous. I've got these dreams I pretend might come true. 1000 does that to you. So does good music, great literature, and a glispe at that might be.<br />
<br />
I can scream into a microphone. The world around me might go deaf but I'll keep screaming if you keep listening. <br />
<br />
Thank you so much for +1000. <br />
<br />
Your love note comes soon.  <br />
<br />
+<3 ]]></description>
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                <title>Why do I bother writing here? No one reads it.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 13:24:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <3<br />
<br />
Fu<br />
Flapper<br />
Movie Star?...<br />
<br />
Oh but who? ]]></description>
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                <title>Snap snap snap your fingers for me</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 14:00:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I normally do not direct people to my scraps but I uploaded a picture of me in my lolita dress at AWA this year. So please be a dear and go look!<br />
<br />
Glenn picked me up from school. That always gives me something to look forward to. Slumped in my seat (not that I don't absolutely /<3/ History....) I glance at the clock ticking by. If I don't look, it sneaks around and around. I check every other second though. So to spite me, it c-r-a-w-l-s by, pausing at each pretty number and laughing. But  how do I stop myself from satisifying that nag. ||what time is it?|| I just got to know. How many minutes left? I can add it all up so neatly in my head; 34 minutes then lunch time. 65 minutes then turning in my project. 137 minutes then I have something to smile about. <br />
<br />
"I chime in,<br />
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?"<br />
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality"<br />
<br />
You want to escape this place because it makes you a cut above the rest, the desire for something else. But that's all it will ever be. Something else. There is no dream behind it, just a silly notion that change will bring some magical life you're expecting to lead. But you'll always just be waiting, smug in stylish disain. Oh yeah, you're so cool. <br />
<br />
"I'm the narrator and this is the just the prologue" ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 20:24:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ AWA<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
yes, that is all. The amazingness is still sinking in<br />
<br />
More later, I promise. <br />
<br />
-Jill<br />
<br />
Actually! I found a bunch of other DA artists, I was very happy to exchange DA names! Panic! ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 19:37:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I do believe a fly is in my bra....<br />
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<br />
AHHH!!!!<br />
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<br />
I <3 Dane Cook CD's and DVD's, Glenn spending the afternoon with me, bullseyes, Megan's "Phantom of the Waffle" drawing, and getting a hundred on a quiz.<br />
<br />
I </3 not being able to go to that stupid concert because the tickets are sold out, the bruises caused by misfiring, a steadily decreasing amount of $ in my account, no finite means of transportation for AWA, and doing my homework every morning at 5 because I was too stupid to get it done the night before.<br />
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<br />
Arg.<br />
<br />
16 will be mine. You'll see. ]]></description>
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                <title>la it's a fri-la-day</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2005 20:40:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *stretchs* fridays... are divine.<br />
<br />
But Plunky shall have my head if her sketchbook is not returned as soon as possible. Camera? in a /mailbox/... goodness, then yes, I'll be very careful with it.<br />
<br />
Birthdays (I played with a bow and arrow and now 'tis another jar to save money for, so far they are<br />
<br />
+ digital cannon rebel (~ $1,023)<br />
+ bow and arrow (~ ?)<br />
+ AWA (~$30)<br />
<br />
currently I have ~ $0.... nooootttt cool)<br />
<br />
Sam called my hair "Cranberry". I think that's the best decription. My latest dye-job is neither pink, nor purple, nor orange, nor red respectively. Though it has billions of highlights of each.... the overall color is extremely "Nuclear Cranberry set on fire". <br />
<br />
Glenn and I saw "The Transporter 2". Why do all the villian-chikas get to wear underwear, high heels, heavey black make-up and automatic rifles? Not fair, it's just not fair!! <br />
<br />
In the future when I'm rich, famous, and dead (in that order), my biographers will simply fail to mention my high school career. Stragetic editing so the truth will remain, just... politely covered up by all my other wonderful accomplishments. You'll see. <br />
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I <3 Glenn. And Strawberry Soda from Publix. And having long nails. And dyeing my hair.<br />
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I </3 my virginity being called into question. That was definitely a line that was completely crossed. I am actually pure in some respects thank you very much. And I don't like my left hip, it hates me. And my camera. The ghouls are coming back. POLTERGIEST OF BLUR, LEAVE ME BE!<br />
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+gRenaDe ]]></description>
                <author>~bittersweetgrenadine</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 14:56:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Little victories, it's what we live on.<br />
<br />
+The pleasure of knowing such talented people. <br />
+Seeing your name on a simple little piece of paper.<br />
+When someone remembers your name.<br />
+Making someone smile.<br />
<br />
Little victories displace any earthquake. <br />
<br />
The way we fight<br />
The way I'm left here silent<br />
Oh these little earthquakes<br />
Here we go again<br />
These little earthquakes<br />
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces<br />
We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn<br />
We laughed in the faces of king never afraid to burn<br />
and I hate and I hate and I hate<br />
and I hate disintegration<br />
Watching us wither<br />
Black winged roses that safely changed their COLOR<br />
Oh these little earthquakes<br />
Here we go again ]]></description>
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                <title>I can see you're already forgetting about me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 21:57:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All the sugar I ate is going to make me sick. All the smiles I swallowed down are going to kill me.<br />
<br />
I have to write this perfectly, every word must be exact. You have to hear all Im saying, you have to let something sink in.<br />
<br />
I wish I was as invisible as you make me feel. I could creep by your side every second of the day, reminding you how heartless you are. Id recount every time I spoke and you turned away, not hearing a word. Id recite the occasions I opened my mouth and talked with a wall, your attention was much more precious than anything I had to say.<br />
<br />
It wouldnt hurt as much if I didnt really exist. I wouldnt ache if I wasnt so ignored.<br />
<br />
News flash says I'm overacting, overdramatic, over analyzing what isnt really there. You tell me that its my problem, that youve never done anything wrong. No matter how many times you point the finger, no matter how many times you transfer the blame, it's my fault, right? I'm just complaining, I'm like everyone other teenager in this entire world. "No one loves me, I have not friends". But you know it's true, I don't belong anywhere. There is not one of your precious social groups I could just walk up to. It gets tiring, trying to make friends with people who just don't care. People who are wishing I'd just walk away.<br />
<br />
All of you. My pen is the barrel of a gun and Im going to keep shooting until I hit something, anything. I have to make you see what youre doing, even if youre not aware. Ill stand in the middle of the street screaming until someone stops to realize they are killing me or until someone runs me over and finishes the torture theyve turned my life into.<br />
<br />
I wish I could hate you all as much as you make me hate myself. But I pick apart every aspect of this person, so inferior, to try to find the fatal flaw. I try so damn hard to fix everything and anything because I cant hate any of you. I want nothing more than existence in your eyes. I could knock it all down and start again but Ill never be the person you want me to be.  Ill never be alive to you.<br />
<br />
Do I have to be shallow, uncaring? Do you want me to be haughty and stuck up? Should I gossip about everyone, spread rumors, tell lies, is that the only way to get anyones attention?<br />
<br />
.. I guess I am an attention whore. Id do anything ANYTHING to reappear.  I wish I wasnt so fucking invisible. ]]></description>
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                <title>With just one kiss you could change the word it mi</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 08:28:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I bombed the audition but I still made it in. ::insert 'yays' here:: I'm not sure what my roll is, but I'm in Kate's One Act "The Doctor Inspite of Himself". It's actually quite an amusing play, and I'm glad to be doing verse. But that normally translates to being stuck in iambic contameter for a few weeks. The price we play for bright lights.<br />
<br />
It's green! The most pretty green! With a green and purple striped collar <3! so happy. But my wallet is... not. <br />
<br />
Art store, Joanne's Fabric, the mall, oh megan we shall have such fun! ^_^ <br />
<br />
And I am determined to spend no more than 10 dollars on a bazillions scarves. Because I like scarves, okay?<br />
<br />
"I bought an umbrella big enough for two<br />
But it feels pretty empty under here without you<br />
Dry as a bone but I'm still alone<br />
I'm so gray<br />
<br />
When you're standing in a puddle with wet feet<br />
And your head is sore from pounding drops of sleet<br />
When the cold and lonely hours put your heart to the test<br />
Maybe I'll be the one that you like best<br />
<br />
If the sky can open its eyes<br />
And cry from up above<br />
Let's shed some tears of joy<br />
And fall in love" -Ditty Bops "Wishful Thinkning" ]]></description>
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                <title>Pale Yellow</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 15:45:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My Current Obsession: The Ditty Bops<br />
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They are completely different from anything I've ever heard. #1-3 5-7 on repeat. Pale yellow? My newest inspiration for a drawing. Or maybe a photograph. Who knows.<br />
<br />
My audition was today. I completely, totally, absolutely crashed and burned. Half-way through a monolouge I had commited to memory that came out like a broken train infront of those that decide my fate, I stopped, smiled my "I just effed up"-smile and said "Can I do that again?". They obliged my request politely. I started over from the begining with only minor infractions (that I pray were unnoticable). My audience laughed on cue to my "not /that/ funny" jokes, but who knows.<br />
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Moms taking the world with her, somebody save us all. ]]></description>
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                <title>lots of yays</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 17:24:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Camera works. Camera won't upload pictures. Jill screams and cries and breaks water bottles on her head.<br />
<br />
Then Jill goes to Wolf Camera, buys a USB Card Reader after deciding that she will never ever send her camera away for 2 months again to get the acursed thing repaired. Besides, the problem lies in the camera's ability to send pictures to the computer, nothing more. It takes pictures fine, saves them to the memory card just fine. It's just the damn dock/usb-outlet/internal-evilness/still-partially possessed by the devil..... ness.<br />
<br />
I'm just not patient. <br />
<br />
So I thought logically and got around being forced to send my camera away again.<br />
<br />
Yay for third person?<br />
<br />
yay for drawing in class!!!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>@#$&amp;!(#$%@#)!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 17:20:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Good news bad news.<br />
<br />
+:<br />
Got digital camera back (finally, so happy <3)<br />
Actually got to draw something for the first time in.. 2 weeks?<br />
I'm doing excellently in all my classes<br />
<br />
-:<br />
I have no time for anything at all except worrying and classwork. Being excellent in class means working for 6 hours straight from the second you get home, waking up at 4 in the morning to finish what you didn't get to finish last night. I barely get to see Glenn, and when I do, I'm short tempered, and he deserves better than that. All my clubs (all 8 of them) meet at the same time, my backpack weighs 33.5 poulds, I can't use my locker if I want to be on time to any of my classes, my social life (that would be if people even /asked/ me to do anything) would be destroyed by my over-acheiving, perfectionist, IB/AP work load. <br />
<br />
but... atleast I got my camera back.... and I don't think it's possessed any more! Which means <3 truely madly!<br />
<br />
Yeah...<br />
<br />
Now I'm going to go scream in a closet and hope to God I don't snap. ]]></description>
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                <title>All we need is C.A.N.D.L.E. light</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Aug 2005 14:47:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My apologies for those who watch my page. School started on 15 and I have been swamped with homework and chores. I haven't even been able to draw, but I'm starting a new sketch soon (hopefully I'll have it done by next week. I'm going to try watercolor paint again with colored pencil. I might buy some new brushes if I can find some cash)<br />
<br />
Les parents are out of town so Jacqui and I are.... hhhooommmeeee allllooonnnneeeeee. We were plotting to mess up the house to make it look like we had a party. Then we realized how lame we were, using up our entire weekend of freedom on /making/ it look like we actually had fun.... yeah....<br />
<br />
We got a call from the Digital Camera place, they said they sent my camera to some place in New Jersy because the "backordered parts are serviced to those caremas first"... so what do I get it back?... dad jokingly said never. I think he's right though.<br />
<br />
Dinner with Jacqui and her friend tonight. They are both 20 so though it will probably be a fun time for me, I'm sure hanging out with me will be painful (especially since I didn't take my ADHD meds this morning)<br />
<br />
Tomorrow? Unless I get Alex's number, I shall kidnap Trent  and help Glenn move in. <br />
<br />
<3 ]]></description>
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                <title>All we need is C.A.N.D.L.E. light</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Aug 2005 14:47:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My apologies for those who watch my page. School started on 15 and I have been swamped with homework and chores. I haven't even been able to draw, but I'm starting a new sketch soon (hopefully I'll have it done by next week. I'm going to try watercolor paint again with colored pencil. I might buy some new brushes if I can find some cash)<br />
<br />
Les parents are out of town so Jacqui and I are.... hhhooommmeeee allllooonnnneeeeee. We were plotting to mess up the house to make it look like we had a party. Then we realized how lame we were, using up our entire weekend of freedom on /making/ it look like we actually had fun.... yeah....<br />
<br />
We got a call from the Digital Camera place, they said they sent my camera to some place in New Jersy because the "backordered parts are serviced to those caremas first"... so what do I get it back?... dad jokingly said never. I think he's right though.<br />
<br />
Dinner with Jacqui and her friend tonight. They are both 20 so though it will probably be a fun time for me, I'm sure hanging out with me will be painful (especially since I didn't take my ADHD meds this morning)<br />
<br />
Tomorrow? Unless I get Alex's number, I shall kidnap Trent  and help Glenn move in. <br />
<br />
<3 ]]></description>
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                <title>Hammering away</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2005 12:28:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday I went and visited old teachers from middle school.<br />
<br />
Today I built a house. Or rather, part of it. For my sister's birthday, instead of a party, a bunch of friends met up at a Habitat for Humanity building site and worked on a house all day. Hard work, but fun and well worth it. ]]></description>
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                <title>A Lost Reporter</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2005 20:16:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I miss Peter Jennings.... *cries*... ]]></description>
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                <title>:: I &lt;3 Kaori Yuki ::</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2005 21:10:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Not only did I discover Glenn's car has those freeking awsome backseats that have a secret compartment to the truck when you pull these funny little levers, BUT.... he gave me a magazine ^_^.<br />
<br />
<br />
It's sounds pointless, but it was so much fun! I crawled through the backseat and he opened the truck. <br />
<br />
He gave me the magazine before that, but whatever.<br />
<br />
It's a shojo monthly magazine featuring some amazing articles and chapters from crazy-awsome artists.<3!!!!!<br />
<br />
I convinced my parents to get me a subscription. It's too good to let go. <br />
<br />
I used to be subscribed to 5-6 magazines. I always felt so happy to get them in the mail, because other then Megan sending me mail from camp, I don't get much ^_^<br />
<br />
So know I'll be getting this monthly anime-dose and some sleezy typical teenage girl magazine. I have to feed my "10 ways to see if he likes you" side, even though I know he loves me ^_^. Those stupid quizes, bullshit gossip about stars, I don't care, really. I just love all the color... all the pretty pictures.<br />
<br />
It's my downfall, my terrible addiction. Oh well, It's fun!<br />
<br />
Anyways... must have put 30 sticky notes in this manga-mag. All these pretty pictures I /must/ draw. <br />
<br />
Manga I need to hunt down: Godchild by Kaori Yuki. I looked into the eys of the characters and reconized them instantly. Another creation by the fabolous Kaori Yuki who also drew Angel sacntuary. *drools* it's such a great manga. <3!<br />
<br />
The cover is already bending with love <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /> ]]></description>
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                <title>+ Stars +</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2005 08:42:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a confession to make...<br />
<br />
.... I'm obessed with little stars. <br />
<br />
Care to feed my infatuation? Draw a pretty picture with a person with a pretty little star tattoo! Send me the link so I may drool and thank you with love and hugs ^_^<br />
<br />
 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/star_empty.gif" width="17" height="16" alt=":star-empty:" title="No Star" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~bittersweetgrenadine</author>
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                <title>Death note</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 15:22:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My current obsession? The manga series "Death Note" I download it and read all the beeeautiful pages. I think it's time I draw some more. My digital is still in the shop and who knows when I'm getting it back. I'd use my SLR but my scanner distorts my pretty picture so.... and it makes me cry T_T<br />
<br />
Well, With a new style of drawing in mind, I think I'll doodle tonight some. *shrugs* whatever, right? ]]></description>
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                <title>Last Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2005 10:35:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My subscription runs out today *sniffle* <br />
<br />
I might bug my sister to pay for a new one with her credit card and I'll just pay her in cash. Hmm... *schemes*<br />
<br />
Well my pictures came in yesterday. I was really dissapointed because not one good color shot came out of the lot. I scanned a few of the "okay" ones as black and white and was pleasently surprised. I actually had a few really nice ones. yay! That brightened my mood alot. <br />
<br />
Mom wants to drag me to the mall today, something about make-up. I'm having dinner at Glenn's house tonight. *can't wait* ^_^<br />
<br />
My digital camera's in the shop. Even if it comes out 100% better, I'll still hate it because it turned on me and got all possessed. It doesn't have a black and white feature and no sepia *pouts*... I want megan's digital camera. Once I get mine back though I'll probably do alot more shots with it, just because it costes less and my SLR needs a rest (and probably a tune up). <br />
<br />
what? I have to go /shower/?.... fine. farewell, DA subscription, how I love thee! *waves* ]]></description>
                <author>~bittersweetgrenadine</author>
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                <title>Excitement is overrated</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2005 13:29:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How depressing. Only 3 or 4 good shots from a 24 roll. That's what happens, I guess. Maybe my picnic roll will come out better. One can only hope.<br /><br />My scanner hates me. It distorts all my pictures. Even the semi-good ones come out crappy because of the damnable thing.<br />
<br />
And Circuit City doesn't want my camera back. The said "Fujifilm should take it". What a waste of time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~bittersweetgrenadine</author>
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                <title>Yay!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jul 2005 20:05:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Picnic! We always end up laughing. This time I filled up a whole roll with shots. I cannot wait to see how they came out.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" alt="Happy" title="Happy" /> Glad<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Art is Hard"- Cursive<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Low Light and Night Photography<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Evanescence Live in Paris<br /><br />Today, Megan came over. It will be fun once our's stories are done so we can have weekly comics up here on DA about them.<br /><br />"But... I wanna break the chair over his head!!!" ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 19:38:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I finished reading the instruction manual for my camera today. I've owned it for over a year, and it's the first time I've ever read an intruction manual.... <br />
<br />
I learned so much! ^_^ <- is incredibly stupid<br />
<br />
IB homework... who knows when the photoshoot will be now.<br />
<br />
I NEED MODELS DAMMIT!!! T_T ]]></description>
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                <title>First day</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2005 19:42:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In my benevolent deviance, I've finally  joined DA. *does happy dance*. Now...  it's only a matter of uploading all my  pictures from my bloody camera *curses  digital piece of crap and it's  tempermental evil-ness* and scanning  random pieces of paper, napkins, and  homework assignments. And I thought art  would get me a better grade.<br />
*yawns* I want to finish this multi  colored tree. yay for swirly-ness and  such. <br />
This journal will be strickly an event  journal. You can go to my xanga for  pretty words. <a href="http://www.xanga.com/pushingupdaisies.">[link]</a><br />
I woke up this morning around 9:30 at  Megan's house. Her mother woke us up.  We drew on her bedroom floor for a  little while then went down stairs with  Saskia (is that not the coolest name  ever?) her german exchange student and  had breakfast. I went home shortly  afterwards (but not after kidnapping  two books and piano sheet music). Mom  was at work and dad and i just longed  around until he decided to go food  shopping. I invited Glenn over and we  all shopping a' merrily! Wee! <br />
Well... my first day of deviation was  truly lovely. ]]></description>
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