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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 08:18:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So today I'm getting all my film back.<br />
<br />
Yes. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Updated</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 08:37:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I added some photos from my trip to Toronto, but I still have 2 or 3 rolls to develop. <br />
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In the near future I'm probably going to add my 1st sculpture, as all I have to do now is fire the glaze. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Snow Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 06:33:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So we finally had our great east coast snowfall, and I don't have school today. Yesterday I went sledding and walked around in the 30-something centimeters of snow.<br />
<br />
I haven't developed my 3 rolls of film just yet because I want to finish the third one, but when I do, I'll post photographs from Toronto and the snowfall and stuff. This is the last time I am developing the bad kind of film.<br />
<br />
I'm still working on my sculptures, and I did a vector (of my face, and it's up)<br />
<br />
Ice keeps falling from the roof to my window ledge, making a big noise which really frightens me. We got our decent snow, it can be spring now, right?<br />
<br />
Happy early St. Valentine's, for those who celebrate that. And thank you Awtics for showing my frog photograph in your journal.<br />
<br />
So, yeah. Not too bad of times. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>End of semester one</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 15:17:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm taking a bit of a break from photography for several reasons, mostly because I am out of film and too uninspired/lazy/'studying' to get some.<br />
<br />
I think in the future I want to buy film in bulk and roll it myself for economic purposes and self indulgence. I haven't decided on a good all-around black and white film yet, and I'm going to wait for a while.<br />
<br />
I'm also in the process of creating a small series of forearm length abstract sculptures. They have very nice curves and if I have time I might upload a sketch of the first (and more complete one) into scraps. I'm probably going to glaze them a nice chunky blue/brown<br />
<br />
I have one exam remaining, which is math. ]]></description>
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                <title>Back to School, 2006.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 15:30:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy New Year, lets hope its a good one.<br />
<br />
My website progress has been stalled until I learn css because I have extra margins popping out of nowhere.<br />
<br />
My building skills. Sigh.<br />
<br />
I hope my recent photos turned out nice, I liked using film. <br />
<br />
As I wait for my demise, exams, I have new music. I are liek study good sumtiemes, yes. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>"Hollyday"</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2005 15:36:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I finally got something done. Expect heavy updating, if the scanner works. (<b>edit:</b>which is doesn't)<br />
<br />
Christmas was lovely, I got some mind-games and lovely things. New Years is our big holiday though, so I'm looking forward to that. Our Christmas tree is one inch short of pathetic and a little lopsided from being knocked over by my brother who accidentally consumed alcohol on Christmas eve. Those two events are unrelated.<br />
<br />
I cut down to the dozen best photographs.<br />
<br />
One of them has legs with halloween fishnets, thus being pornographical, which is unsuitable for my site, says mother. Go figure. It was one of the best ones. This would be the slow and alarming progression towards conservative parenting. First the new web filter, then the leg-porn. I suppose its called getting older.<br />
<br />
Merry Christmas.<br />
<br />
<b>Edit: </b>I 'photocopied' (with my digital camera-copied) some of the photos, sorry about the dust, I hope you like them. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 16:21:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Who's having a barbeque on Christmas?<br />
<br />
<i>My family is.</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>To be a rock, and not to roll.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 17:47:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today, wow.<br />
<br />
<i>(I might write a bit, so, um, don't read it all)</i><br />
<br />
I think today just changed my life. (it involves <i>four</i> kids named sarah)<br />
<br />
Because one of my friends is probably in the <i>hospital</i> right now,<br />
Because I finished my sculpture,<br />
Because somepeople I thought disliked me, are probably too nice-kid to show it.<br />
Because I drew a breast on a shirt, which I was wearing, which wasn't mine.<br />
Because I petted someone's highlights in their hair,<br />
Because someone blushed,<br />
Because I just talked to my neighbors for hours,<br />
<br />
(christine, sarah, my neighbor, told me to tell you she's <i>sorry</i> about what she said when she yelled, because she remembers, and<i> feels really bad about it.</i>)<br />
<br />
Because I took photos with my 1979 camera, and I focused.<br />
Because I told everyone I would be right back, on the computer, and I wasn't.<br />
<br />
I feel like I'm alive today. I've made new friends, I'm trying my best to understand things. When I laughed today, I knew why.<br />
<br />
When I look at the people I'm talking with, I can look them in the eye, and I know why I'm talking to most of them. I feel free-<i>er</i> just because today, today a lot of things happened.<br />
<br />
I feel selfish, but today was a day of mental indulgence. It was like finding a new personal label, which is like a led zeppelin song. I don't know who I am, but I know why I'm doing things. I know what I'm doing. <br />
<br />
It's like a sculpture.<br />
<br />
<b>I'm going to light a candle today in my bathroom.</b><br />
<br />
(the same one I lit at the end of summer, when I burnt tips of my rag bracelets)<br />
<br />
I love you, Christine (<i>please don't be angry she brought it up</i>)<br />
<br />
(grace, if you're reading this, there's this song that just came on, that i remember hearing on the cabin john newshow with you, and you said you liked it a lot.)<br />
<br />
I wonder if we have a lighter somewhere, its tough to sneak matches into my bathroom<br />
<br />
Whenever I finish my first roll of film, I'll put something up for you guys. I promise.<br />
<br />
<i>thank you so much, the people who are devwatching me</i><br />
<br />
I haven't been very active, forgive me. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 15:43:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My lovely AP art history book. I want to take the class next year.<br />
<br />
School hasn't been bad. It's mostly a routine thing, except I get to talk to the cool kids.<br />
<br />
Been shooting around, and theres been some decent stuff. I guess it will go up sometime. I don't know. I want a new camera, mine is becoming more and more unsuitable.<br />
<br />
I guess I've been listening to nice music, though I can't remember all the words.<br />
<br />
Sometimes I wonder if I miss playing clarinet, but it just wouldn't be the same this year. Even though clarinets sound nice.<br />
<br />
My oil got cancelled. Now I'm on something less interesting and cheaper.<br />
<br />
But its been okay. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hi!school.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 17:19:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>Its from that book about the girl who got raped with leaves and a face on the cover.</i><br />
<br />
Christine, the CD <b>rocks</b><br />
<br />
<i>Shine on you crazy diamond.</i><br />
<br />
I just found a crumpled paper with a drawing of a chupacabra. And it's Nathan's birthday, on Saturday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
<i>And we'll bask in the shadows of yesterday's triumph, sail on the steel breeze<br />
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser, come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine</i> ]]></description>
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                <title>School</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 18:56:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ School starts on Monday. sdkflghssvihthhi. I know you want to hear my schedule.<br />
<br />
1st HFrench3<br />
2nd HChem<br />
3rd Studio ArtII<br />
4th Alg2w/a<br />
5th lalalaLunch<br />
6th HUshist<br />
7th Gym<br />
8th HEng<br />
<br />
And after we can walk home together.<br />
<br />
<i>Sway.</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>end of summer, cheers.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 15:28:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ First and foremost, I would like to say thank you, as view 1000 rolls around. <i>thank you</i> deviantart people for commenting on my stuff, watching me, and stuff. You guys are wonderful. I've been on deviant for about half a year now and I've never felt more respected.<br />
<br />
Now, the not-so-lovely news is that my parents don't want me commenting or posting journal entries much anymore. They say its dangerous and some child-rapist might get me. Possible? <i>yes</i>. Probable? No. Whatever, I would rant about them some, but I guess I should get used to it. This doesn't mean you will never <i>ever</i> have me comment on your stuff again, it just means I won't be able to so much anymore. (but this doesn't apply to people the few deviants I know in real life)<br />
<br />
Also, since I'm going into freshman year in highschool, my grades are really going to count for stuff. And that means my internet times will be rescricted, seriously. As such:<br />
<b><br />
Weekdays: 5pm-9pm<br />
Weekends: 11am-1am, 7pm-9pm<br />
</b><br />
The internet will cut off after these times, so sneakiness won't get me anywhere. I suppose thats plenty time on the net, and with it cutting off, I won't be temped to live on the computer like I usually do. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
<br />
This year I'm taking oil painting at the Corcoran: <a href="http://www.corcoran.edu/continuing/courses.asp?Dept_ID=34">[link]</a><br />
<br />
And I'm trying to transfer into an art class at my highschool right now, but I have to show some artwork and an appeal letter, because I want to skip a few art classes. I selected 12 of my deviantart photographs from this summer, if you want to know which, there is a collection sheet in scraps: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/21910447/">[link]</a> (<b>edit</b>: the head of department recommended me into studio art, and I think I'm in, as the only freshman)<br />
<br />
School starts in eleven days from today, and I'm going to <i>highschool</i>. <br />
<br />
Also, I would like to thank my boyfriend who has made this summer highly <i>unusual</i> and quite lovely. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
<i>Do you believe in Rock n' Roll,<br />
Can music save your mortal soul?<br />
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?</i><br />
<br />
CTY 2005, SMCM<br />
<br />
So anyway, cheers to my friends and to the new school year. I love you. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Stairway to Heaven</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 12:59:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And if you listen very hard<br />
The tune will come to you at last<br />
When all are one and one is all<br />
 <i>To be a rock and not to roll<i><br />
 Woe oh oh oh oh oh<br />
<i> And she's buying a stairway to heaven</i><br />
<br />
Going to the beach with leah. Will be back tuesday, maybe monday. Call if you know my cell, if you want.<br />
<br />
Many hugs, but no kisses.</i></i> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2005 09:54:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wish I was a hippie.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/llama.gif" width="43" height="97" alt=":llama:" title="Llama...an important part of life" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Back, but not here</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Aug 2005 08:33:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello, deviantart.<br />
<br />
I'm back from camp. It was <i>lovely</i>. I failed chem and blew up hydrogen and gummies.<br />
<br />
I also... don't feel like commenting and looking at stuff. I'm sorry, but I'm going to take a break.<br />
<br />
I'm sorry.<br />
<br />
love <i>you</i><br />
<br />
(I have photos I might put up, sometime) ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 11:00:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"> â¥ â¥ â¥<br />
My mouth is full,</div><br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: The Aracde Fire<br /><br />I decided to more or less give up on cramming for chemistry. It's not as if I'm going to actually learn much.<br />
<br />
So, lets see. I'm leaving sunday, but tomorrow I'm going to the National Museum of Art. And it will probably be jammed with <i>people</i>. But I don't care, I miss that place. Thats where I saw the original solaris and french films, with <i>yellow subtitles</i><br />
<br />
I'll take pictures where I can, which would include the fountains. So, you'll see those. My subcription ends tomorrow (morning), and I have to say, I like not seeing the suicidegirls and viagra ads.<br />
<br />
I also like being able to put lyrics up as head-and-footers. I â¥ the arcade fire. <br />
<br />
The weather is humid, and running in it is hell, but my times are getting better. I really have to pack now, and maybe another ice cold shower.<br />
<br />
<i>lovers need lawyers</i>, thats a <i>fun</i> thing to type. And another thing, animal crackers are the <i>love</i>, especially when you sort them by animal. <br />
<br />
wish me luck for cty, and if you want to know my cell phone, they have phone jacks at st. mary's but you need to bring you own phone (wtf), note/call/IM me and I'll share it. I don't know how they are about computers, but in anycase, I'll be on again around august,<i> august fifth</i> at the very latest. (remember to remember me, standing still in your past, floating fast like a <i>hummingbird</i>)<br />
<br />
Maybe I'll crack down on the <i>italics</i> and â¥'s because I'll be eversomuchmore <i>matoor</i><br /><br /><div align="center">My heart is an <i>apple</i>...<br />
 â¥ â¥ â¥</div> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 14:04:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just want some one to say to me, <i>oh oh</i><br />
I'll always be there when you wake<br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: No Rain, Blind Melon<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Hitchhikers Guide<br /><br />dude, try <i>this</i>:<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/random/deviant">[link]</a> ... (its a <i>random</i> deviant)<br />
<br />
My subscription is <i>ending</i> again, so I'm doing a lot of commenting and browsing.<br />
<br />
And learning a lot of <i>chemistry</i> (trying to learn a bit of it with schaum) <i>CTYers, pack a hamper</i> they don't tell you to in the packet. I went to ssl again today, and christine looked like she was sleeping. <br />
<br />
Is it the middle of the week? tell me it is.<br /><br />You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today ]]></description>
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                <title>Also.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jul 2005 17:55:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And <i>spaceboy</i> I've missed you, spinning round my head.<br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Spaceboy, Smashing Pumpkins<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Snow Falling on Ceders<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: War of the Worlds<br /><br />It's been a day, and I feel <i>lonely</i>. At community service, there was a guy in a yellow shirt. He was slightly amusing, but he did outdo himself, so christine thinks he's weird. And so were the notebooks. <i>"what was the name of that guy in our arts class, that left in january?"</i><br />
<br />
I also spilled alot of glue, and we certainly did not do much. I put up two photos, and I don't feel like thumbing out for them, so, whatever. Its almost <i>camp time</i> (die-die-die, live-live-live..)<br />
<br />
I'm also a very irresponsible child. I forgot to turn on my phone yesterday, and I didn't answer it today. And I'm not grounded or inter-banned, which is a surprise to me. It's summer, and I'm a carefree little teenager splashing about in the pool and getting ugly tan lines.<br />
<br />
I got an Urbanoutfitters cataloge in the mail today, and it was full of <i>beautiful people</i> and pretty shirts and quilts. I wish I was urban, and I'd love to see a suburban outfitters. (<i>full of polos, ribbons, khaki, and pineapples, and preps</i>)<br />
<br />
I miss alot of people. <br />
<br />
(<i>I said I alot, but i guess thatsbecauseitsmyjournal, and I have alot to say</i><br />
<br />
Also<br /><br />...Any way you choose me you'll break instead. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>My New Subscription</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jul 2005 09:13:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello, header?<br /><br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Angel, Aerosmith<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Snow Falling on Ceders<br /><br />Hey look, I have a subscription, <i>again</i>?<br />
<br />
Haha, whatever deviant. And look I have an asterix before my username, so, yay.<br />
<br />
It's another week one, and I'm leaving in a week. So, it all works out. I'm doing SSL with <i>Christine</i> next week, so I won't live on deviant like I did this week, but I'm gonna take photos.<br />
<br />
And wait, now that I have a subscription I can <i>thumb</i>, lets try it. Ok.<br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20232645/"><span class="shadow"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/100/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/186/2/3/Vera_by_burningrainbows.jpg" width="99" height="100" /></span></a></span></span> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20315610/"><span class="shadow"><img src="http://tn1-1.deviantart.com/100/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/188/5/6/Battery_by_burningrainbows.jpg" width="79" height="100" /></span></a></span></span><br />
<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20343372/"><span class="shadow"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/100/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/189/d/1/River_by_burningrainbows.jpg" width="76" height="100" /></span></a></span></span> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20345487/"><span class="shadow"><img src="http://tn1-1.deviantart.com/100/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/189/2/b/Cafe_Lady_by_burningrainbows.jpg" width="100" height="68" /></span></a></span></span> <span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20357713/"><span class="shadow"><img src="http://tn1-1.deviantart.com/100/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/189/8/4/Airport_Boy_by_burningrainbows.jpg" width="54" height="100" /></span></a></span></span><br />
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Isn't that cool? let's hope it worked. Ok. So, today I gotta get ready for camp with my mom, and get a chemistry summery book. So excited, no. And, I gotta call jessie, remember that vera. <br />
<br />
Summer is fun. And I have pictures from the <i>Pool</i> I wanna sort though.<br /><br />byebye, footer. ]]></description>
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                <title>updates, photos, STOP!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2005 06:12:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In this journal entry, I would like to say sorry to all my deviantwatchers, who go under the agony of seeing my updates spam up their deviantwatch lists. <br />
<br />
Seeing long lists of deviations that popped out in one night can be annoying, I know. So, I'm sorry and I can almost promise that the after the <i>five,</i>(or so, probably a bit more) I submit today will be the last in mass-batch form. Just ignore them if you must.<br />
<br />
And another thing, I learned a new trick for seeing your and other peoples deviations when the server lags. Go to their gallery, and guess which category the new art is in (photography <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> ) select that category in the drop down menu, make sure its sorting by 'Newest first' and click the button. New deviations should appear, because I'm <i>magical.</i><br />
<br />
So yeah, sorry.<br />
<br />
And thanks for all the comments, support, and everything <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> (I'm feeling so inspired right now, thanks deviant <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" />)<br />
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<i>(erm, forget whatever I said about 5 photos for today, then. I just keep finding good ones)</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Remember to remember me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2005 17:41:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm back in America, and I took alot of photos, and I'm still putting them together, I've got much more to go. Russia was fine, details will follow.<br />
<br />
I don't feel like writing, and when I did, it was on the plane. I wrote some junk on a bright orange napkin. And, I'm rather busy reading up on chemistry, because apprently theres a placement test on the first day iof camp, and I'm far from chemtastic. Actually, I don't know a thing about it, and all the nerds worth spending three weeks of class do.<br />
<br />
So, catch me online, sometime (<i>and Christine, check your notes, please?</i>) ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2005 07:02:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Byebye America, <i>for now</i><br />
<br />
Yes, I'm leaving for Russia, for vacation. Like I said, I'll be back in two weeks (2 french vacation weeks, because I'm really going to lose a day) on June <b>2nd</b>, and I'll be living around Moscow, on the river, 2 hours north. And yes, I'll be living in our <i>'dacha'</i> with my grandparents, cousins, and family.<br />
<br />
And then, in one day less than a month from now I'm off to St. Mary's nerd camp <i>avec Nathan</i>. I'll be learning all about beloved <i>chemistry</i> (no, not like that, and yes, i cannot contain my sarcasm)<br />
<br />
I put some stuff up yesterday, (I'm so cool because I <i>can't</i> thumb) and I'm bringing the camera to Russia (in hopes of shooting both in the city and the country) I'm going to miss my Deviant interaction, as well as my non-Deviant friendlies. Have fun, and I'll communicate with you later on. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> (600 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /> thank you all)<br />
<br />
<i>But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves<br />
It has too much to do with me<br />
And secretly I want to bury in the yard<br />
The grey remains of a friendship scarred</i> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jun 2005 19:53:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So this is it, for 8th grade. Yeah, three long years and what now? now we break up and never see eachother again-<i>ornotreally</i>-because its only split schools. So I guess, whatever. <br />
<br />
I suppose I'll never walk down the hallways as a student of my middle school, and I'll try and remember those and all the little things that probably don't belong in my "journal" to begin with.<br />
<br />
And yesterday I opened my 6th grade time capsule, and had an <i>emotional attack</i> which was crying and laughing at the same time, I think. <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/19459362/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
the better part of it, anyway. Pardon the stupidness, it was a long time ago. I'm not making a list of people who I'll miss, it's too hard. I'm scared i'm gonna forget someone, I'm not sure who to not put in, and there are a few names I don't want to put down because I feel like a big peice of my existance is tearing off and being dragged to <i>RM, Wootton, and Blair.</i> (great, there is a big lump in my throat, you are welcome)<br />
<br />
And for the biggest reason of all:<i> I am so in denial</i><br />
<br />
But, I suppose its just the way life works and all my sentimental observations and dramatics are getting us nowhere. So lets talk about this summer.<br />
<br />
<b>Tomorrow</b>I'm going to highschool for orientation. <b>Saturday (june 18th)</b>I'm leaving for summer vacation in the outskirts of moscow<i> (for the 6th time, I believe.)</i>(june <b>17th</b> is ironically our 10 year anniversary in the USA). So I get back on July <b>2nd.</b>On July<b>17th</b> I leave for nerd (highschool chem @ cty-st.mary's) camp and from that I get back on August <b>5th</b>. Highschool starts on the <b> 29th</b> (or the 28th?)<br />
<br />
All the free time I have.... I'll do something. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 17:56:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ you know, it mildly ticks me off when people have galleries filled with <b>just</b> pictures of<br> themselves</br> Poor quality, cliched pictures, mind you.<br />
<br />
Just their little angsty faces and bodies, over and over. And their silly eyeliners and whatnot. whats not to like?<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sarcasticclap.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":sarcasticclap:" title="Oh yeah. Yay. Good for you." /><br />
<br />
School is ending. <i>School is ending very fast</i> <br />
<br />
 And though the fun has past<br />
 those mythic dreams would never last<br />
 have no fear anymore<br />
 and if it makes you cry<br />
 to look ahead, well dry your eyes,<br />
 it can be done<br />
 yes it can be done.<br />
<br />
I cried at the end of<i> band class</i> today, I confess. 3 years of stress and chair competition paid off, I suppose. It must have been the music. <br />
<br />
And then I slept with my french book, and now have a lovely imprint of its corner on my <i>beautiful visage</i><br />
<br />
One more exam. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Chin up.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 13:15:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm throwing away the cameras,<br />
cause there's nothing good to remember <br />
I stopped loving you years ago, but lately, that's how it goes<br />
"they gave up" get over yourselves, "they gave up"<br />
"they gave up" get over yourselves, get over yourselves <br />
they try to pick you up, but you keep getting stuck<br />
but chin up it's getting better at least you're not starving <br />
chin up, it's getting better so quit <i>complaining</i><br />
<br />
......<br />
It's almost summer. I smelt it in the hallways today. Its the smell of light sweat, AC, sunlight, and the smell of old paper and paint.<br />
<br />
There this one <i>particular hallway</i> I love. Its upstiars, the walls are blue, and there are windows on the side. Sometimes if smells like food there, and the sun shines through on the way to lunch.<br />
<br />
I took my math and english exams. And I forgot a lunch. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Name me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2005 14:33:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It has a new title. Its a command. <br />
<br />
Allow me to hassle you a bit. Buy this! Learn this! Call me! Lets go on a date! Lets make out in front of a billion people so we can be cool kids!<br />
<br />
And so on.<br />
<br />
No. <i> flip you.</i><br />
<br />
Nothing much happened today. So, allow me to change the song. <a href="http://dailyrefill.blogs.com/daily/files/cold_wind.mp3">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<b>ignore the next few lines</b><br />
<br />
Argh. make school end. So i'll cry a bit over my yearbook, but all the <i>drama</i><br />
<br />
Just let your cliques get broken up by time, and get over your teenage angsty loverly selves.<br />
<br />
so it goes. :dieplz:<br />
<br />
And i am so sorry for not clicking the minor edit button. forgive me! i was trying out html codes, but they don't work here, eh? ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2005 14:48:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Kid1: you're ugly<br />
Kid2: YOUR MOM AHAHAHAAHAHAH<br />
<br />
Kid1: Stop being so loud<br />
Kid2: your mom was loud last night!!! OHHH!! AHAHAH!!!!<br />
<br />
reviewing. (your mom. oohhh.)<br />
<br />
I got attacked by a dead chicken in a container today. Now i have a purple toe. Shes so... heavyyyyyyyyyyyyy-yyyyyyyyyyyyy<br />
<br />
[I FOUND THE LINK TO THE REVIEW PACKET, ANSWERS.]<br />
<br />
OWNED <i>1 n3v3r u53 h4ck3rsp33k, th3r3f0r3 1 n3v3r u53 pwn</i><br />
<br />
forget how you feel. <br />
<br />
Ti-am dat beep, si sunt voinic,<br />
Dar sa stii nu-ti cer nimic. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2005 15:03:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ goodness, am I really only 13?<br />
<br />
I feel older. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 13:07:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What on earth...<br />
<br />
do you see a yellow banner on my page?  It's like, yellow and it says 'be  generous'?<br />
<br />
I just noticed it today, what is it?  and how do I get it off? I'm not sure I  want it there, I know I know, I just  don't want it.<br />
<br />
Whatever.<br />
<br />
Oh make it go away.<br />
<br />
Anyway, I think I want to make another  photo set with yellow things, because,  I don't use yellow that often and I  wanna try it out. So, when you see  yellow, you'll know <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
Thats actually quite funny. Yellow. I  might not go to school tomorrow, I mean  there isn't anything for me to do. Just  watch movies with my class and the math  C kids. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2005 15:30:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And then I felt the scrapes<br />
From the slippery subway grate.<br />
Oh how you laughed<br />
At my complete lack of grace.<br />
But I could not recall<br />
A more perfect fall<br />
Cause when I looked up into your eyes<br />
It didn't hurt at all.<br />
<br />
Going outside to shoot some picutres.  Finally.<br />
<br />
It rained today. I was out there when  it started, looking at the sky.<br />
<br />
It was nice.<br />
<br />
HSA on Wednesday, Geometry. Atleast I  won't have to take it in 9th grade. <br />
<br />
8th grader, shut up you. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2005 20:48:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I did a lot on here. Four  deviations, each one with three or more  frames, plus the borders which I'm  putting in by hand. Need to figure out  that nifty framing program. I will.  Soon. I can white balance. hahaha.<br />
<br />
Okay. So, four deviations. I was really  bored and avoiding studing for my  exams. And stuff. Oh god. Exams.<br />
<br />
And, not to complain, but Dev is really  spazzing. Things I put up four hours  ago just showed up in my gallery. <br />
<br />
But hey at least they /did/ show up. If  deviantart comes down for a few days I  am going to die <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pray.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":pray:" title="Pray" /> save the servers. Well  I won't die. I might study for my HSA,  for once. Maybe I need to shut of the  internet?<br />
<br />
I wish Sarah would join Deviantart... <br />
<br />
Good night people. Still waiting for my  salle de bain to show up... ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>GIMP</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2005 17:41:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ INSTALL GIMP, window users. don't buy  photoshop unless you wanna pay 167  dollars and your computer is superfast<br />
<br />
First go here:<br />
<br />
<a href="http://gimp-win.sourceforge.net/stable.html">[link]</a> and read:<br />
<br />
so in short, first you have to dowload  the enviorment, then you download GIMP.<br />
<br />
then click download. I live in the US,  so I used the ARIZONA provider.  brilliant.<br />
<br />
GTK env: <a href="http://prdownloads.sourceforge.net/gimp-win/gtk+-2.6.7-setup-1.zip?download">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Gimp-2.2.7: <a href="http://prdownloads.sourceforge.net/gimp-win/gimp-2.2.7-i586-setup.zip?download">[link]</a><br />
<br />
then try running gimp. its all pretty  automatic, so it won't be hard.<br />
<br />
This is a free program. open source and  first created for LINUX. you an read  the FAQ if this fails: <a href="http://gimp-win.sourceforge.net/faq.html">[link]</a><br />
<br />
and the home website, if you want: <a href="http://gimp-win.sourceforge.net/"> [link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>199</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2005 18:47:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 199 comments...<br />
<br />
I raise my [nonalcoholic] glass to  whoever gets my 200th one.<br />
<br />
lmao. I think I left happy comments  today, more or less.<br />
<br />
I think I was happy today, more or less. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 12:09:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 365...<br />
<br />
one for every day of the year. thanks a  bunch. you guys are awesome.<br />
<br />
yayness people. happy vera. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 19:35:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And oh, my love, my love<br />
 We both go down together<br />
<br />
Tomorrow looks like crap. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2005 08:33:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Russia doesn't look too definate  anymore.<br />
<br />
my parents are in a squabble. my dad  doesn't want to go at all, and my mom  wants to go but its frightened by all  the things we have to set in order to  get there. My brother will be like, 1  year and a month old by the end of  June. We need a nanny. My dad doesn't  trust Russia anymore.<br />
<br />
No one listens to my arguments. In  Russia I am some sort of preteenager,  who isnt Russian and isnt compleatly  American either. They all want me to  grow up to be a Russian. They keep  pestering me about where do I like it  better. Ok. I like it better here. I  like it better here becuase no one  treats me like an alien. execpt those  weird cold war men. Dammit I don't want  to go there. I want to spend my summer  in some more interesting place, other  than like, our dacha. We practically  never ever go to moscow, and I feel  weird in Moscow too.<br />
<br />
Oh i sound like a spoild child. But I  just don't.. don't want to see them..  don't want to talk with them.. they  never did anything horrible to me.. but  they.. they think I'm somthing  different. <br />
<br />
I wish I could say... Dasvidanya  Moskva..<br />
<br />
And go to Paris instead. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2005 13:34:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://dailyrefill.blogs.com/daily/files/01_your_exlover_is_dead.mp3">[link]</a><br />
<br />
listen to it, lover.<br />
<br />
God that was strange to see you again<br />
 Introduced by a friend of a friend<br />
 Smiled and said "yes I think we've met  before"<br />
 In that instant it started to pour <br />
<br />
Captured a taxi despite all the rain<br />
 We drove in silence across Pont  Champlain<br />
 And all of that time you thought I was  sad<br />
 I was trying to remember your name ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 17:58:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ aww my last art class was today. I am  gonna miss the kids.<br />
<br />
~special mentions~<br />
'Fig': for being such a good drawer,  and being quiet and listening and  having the cutest smile. Fig for  letting elise borrow her sweatshirt.  Fig looks like such an artist.<br />
<br />
'Urchin-a': for letting me call her  urchin-a, for liking the beatles and  writing on her hand. Urchin for playing  along for the stupid jokes and looking  utterly creeped by mr. blue. Urchin is  a good waltzer.. with a broom..<br />
<br />
Elise: Just for being utterly insane  and annoying mr. papa into submission  and makings his girlfriend and her  funkey friend hate us. That was funny.  Elsie for all her crazy shirts.. and  green hair and eric pompay. hitting  elise in the face is fun<br />
<br />
Carrrrroooolinaaa: Carolina was my art  friend for the whole year. I am gonna  miss you insanely. It was fun looking  through galleries with carolina. And  being semi-normal in her presence. lol.  Is this french 1A??<br />
<br />
Aberham: Another person i knew for a  whole year. Hm, it was fun being in art  with you. Even though you kept looking  at everyone freakily and running away  from class at all possible moments<br />
<br />
Jillian: jillian is my quaker girl! lol  and a quaker is not amish, and it not a  shaker, and bears no relation to the  quaker oats freak. I know. It was fun  listening to you talk about  homeschooling and amishness. And you  love the beatles too. So yay for you.  I'll miss you and your legwarmers and  golfclubbing gesture drawings.<br />
<br />
Mr papa, his girlfriend, and his  girlfriends friend with a booming  laugh: um. Ok i bet teaching us was  funny. Ok so we weren't really focused  and we basically got the whole mr. papa  is a great teacher and you guys are  just fooling around like little monkies  trend. but we did learn something. so  dont evil eye me... And it was really  funny writing those teacher  recommendation papers. heheheh. you  should have read them. Heh.<br />
<br />
you're late richie....<br />
Words are flying out like <br />
endless rain into a paper cup <br />
They slither while they pass <br />
They slip away across the universe <br />
Pools of sorrow waves of joy <br />
are drifting thorough my open  mind.......<br />
<br />
Big day tomorrow: state festival.wish  us luck. we must kick butt. As well as  my french test (sigh) at least i get to  miss school ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2005 14:56:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ wish you were here.<br />
<br />
I honestly wish christine would  magically become my neighbor. go look  at eyesofhell's gallery and tell me  whats in it. ok jk. jk jk. don't kill  me, dear.<br />
<br />
*sigh* I wish school would just get  itself over. even though i will miss my  friends so so insanly much. and i can  see it coming.<br />
<br />
aw man highschool sounds dreadful. I  wish I had gotten into RM, and i wish i  wasn't so stupid. argh. It is so  annoying. <br />
<br />
But I'm gonna take photography next  year so i can get more 'phissional <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />  that is, if i have time with all my  'classes'. oh please. I need a decent  GPA too.<br />
<br />
This is why I really don't like myself  so much. How can I accuse justin of  being a worryworth when I am one as  well. I worry about everything becuase  I feel like I have to. Its the way I  was raised i guess. oh there I go  blaming other people. <br />
<br />
I might be a total hypocrite. I might  be a total poser. I might never get  into my dream collage and will wind up  going to the university of nebraska or  something. or montgomery collage. I  might totally screw up and become a  secretary. If I keep living in lala  land i might as well give up going to  collage at all. I can just throw my  credits out the window. <br />
<br />
People ae yelling at me all the time.  chiefly my mom. Its going to my head.  oh there i go again. I am so totally  stuck inside my head. Do i bother  everyone else like i bother myself?  tell me honestly, am I like this all  the time? I am so fucking sorry. I'm  sorry for being annoying. the chris  muckp. I am sorry for the becca fuckup  and not supporting my friends. I am  sorry about putting me ahead of of  people. for being a total stuck up  bitch. For being shallow. <br />
<br />
Maybe its just today. Maybe its just  me. tell me its ok. I can't stand it  and i don't even know why.<br />
<br />
Its not like anything is really wrong... ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2005 16:00:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so this weekend was pretty uneventful,<br />
<br />
ok not true, on saturday I got jeans  which i plan to cut and destroy, and  did homework, and stuff...<br />
<br />
today I went to johnny's birthday party  at shadowland and played lastertag with  jessica and johnnys little friend  people. lasertag is fun. I mean its  stupid and junk but still. lol.  shooting people in the foggy darkness.  wheeeee<br />
<br />
argh i just wrote a long paragraph  about how bitchy and neurotic my mom  is, but it deleated itself. its ok, you  don't want to hear it anyway. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
Then after the party me and jessica and  lily hung out for a while, then grace  called home, and my dad got all pissed  off like omg vera you are so lazy and  need to do more work and stuff. and she  really just called for no apperent  reason so its not like.. anyway... so  I'm in big trouble now.. for some  reason.. its kindof funny. Or not. <br />
<br />
I think people need to just chill. Life  is too stressful now. All this business  about school and GPAs and jobs and  money. bloody capitalists. *sigh* It  really does things to the population.  We need to slow down and think.<br />
<br />
sensit ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 13:23:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ dear journal,<br />
<br />
I have no social life. This is why I  take photos of still lives. I am sad. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
<br />
But still lives aren't bad. I just wish  I could photogaph some more real  /people/. School was a bore. Art was  kindof fun. I guess. *twitch* art  people. shake head <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
*sigh* school is so boring. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 12:25:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ matzah<br />
<br />
haha poor jewish people. no bread for  you. lol.<br />
<br />
okey day at school. boring as hell.  boring as usual. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>monkey.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 16:25:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Leah has a stuffed monkey from  buildabear, which she got herself as a  birthday present.<br />
<br />
Its name is ashlee and its fucking gay.  a gay monkey. Leah made a gay monkey.  leah needs to come out of the closet.  poor monkey.<br />
<br />
Not that i have anything against gay  people, and gay monkeys.<br />
<br />
I trimmed bushes today. It was very  satisfying. I bet one day Bush will ban  bush trimming. Or the CIA will get me. <br />
<br />
DEAR CIA... I LIVE IN POTOFMAC, I GO TO  CABIN JACK, IM A MEMBER OF THE RUSSIAN  MAFIA, AND I LIKE PREZELS. COME GET ME.  <br />
<br />
oye. I'm so fucking bored. I hate  sundays<br />
<br />
Why am i so disturbed by nick and may  smoking pot? Could it be because I was  friendly at some point or another with  both of them? Then had messy breakoffs  with them? Two people who caused me  emotional pain, tensions, stress,  anger, and rants like this one?<br />
<br />
seeing them together? One part of my  head says they deserve each other, but  the other hates seeing the two of them  flirting and talking. Remebers when I  was in her place, and what I was  replaced by. Remembering nick and then  remembering may, and not as a figure of  blame, but as a person who changed and  fell and is now wasted.  How foolish I  am. What a genuine waste of emotion.  Why?<br />
<br />
Why did I even dip into those people?  They aren't interesting, they aren't  talented. They don't care about me.  They live on the surface, and see life  as a movie where are they the tragic  protagonist while everone conspires  against them. The act is childish, that  the artists wear too much makeup and  the set is tense.<br />
<br />
I am reliving the utter stupidity of my  shining moments. I imagine them talking  about me. What a miserable fake  loserific bitch I must be to them. They  must plan to make my life hell. They  want to gang up on me.<br />
<br />
All I want is to forget them. Have them  forget me. Lets just be strangers. Why  can't they?<br />
<br />
I remember that last time when nick was  yelling at me over aim. Telling me I  dont know who he is. Telling me I dont  understand. And me. pitiful me.  pleading for him to leave me alone. Not  being able to say anything coherent in  my defenses. Leave me be. Stop talking  to me.<br />
<br />
And may. What she did to us without  doing anything direct. Noxious layers  of hate and guilt. a nightmare of last  year. How it was a war between friends.  And how I never said my last words. How  I can't cover it up. And how she looks  at me in class. Who am I in her eyes? I  don't care. I bearly remeber what  happened and what I was dreading. I  remember may in her big black baggy  pants. May is fat now. And the way she  walks. On the balls of her toes.  Lurching foward, determined, and yet  comical and pathetic. Her  eyes and the  sound of her voice. May is all rolled  thick in hate and dread. Her  confronting me. Her daring me with  nick. And them smoking pot.<br />
<br />
Pot, the oblivion. Pot the way out. Pot  and its profound high. Things that are  no touchie. No touchie by law and no  touchie by ME.<br />
<br />
Oh the sickness of it all. I just want  to forget it. I don't want to hate.  Hate and hate and hate. I want a  peacetalk. Or I'd rather walk on the  thin ice, and pray May will be  transferred. Nick is going to another  highschool. I won't have to look at  them ever again. And I will not let  them ruin my year. I won't.<br />
<br />
I will not let them crush my life. And  I will not let their shadows affect my  reasoning. I will be strong. And i am  not a pawn of fear.<br />
<br />
I just hope it will end so we can all  live in peace. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Apr 2005 07:26:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ year after year, <br />
running over the same old ground. What  have we found? <br />
The same old fears, <br />
wish you were here. <br />
<br />
-Pink Floyd<br />
<br />
I have some stuff thats almost ready  for me to put up but ill probably do  that on Monday or something. <br />
<br />
Passover weekend means no homework for  vera. so bored. Don't know what I am  gonna do. Call me if you know the  numbers. etctc. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 12:41:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ friday.<br />
<br />
Me: ok. we live in potofmac, and we go  to cabinjack.<br />
<br />
Oh nick I am so fucking glad I HATE  YOU. <br />
<br />
You go hang out with may, and you guys  can smoke weed and do drugs as much as  you want. Run from your problems as  much as you wish, lemme tell you boy,  you have so many. And you know what? I  /Don't/ Care. <br />
<br />
13 year old who smoke weed? no way.  It's so, demented.<br />
<br />
Oh may. you too. have fun. Ugh. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 14:12:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm sorry for doing what I shouldn't  have done, and for acting just like  your mom. ehk. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 16:52:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I must be superficial.<br />
<br />
so what is love?<br />
and who am I,<br />
to dare to pull stars from your  favorite sky....<br />
<br />
It's spring, isn't it? Somehow I was  expecting more. <br />
<br />
Not to say I'm ungrateful. Ok maybe  just a little. But I'm trying to be  hapy and not talk of nonexistant  miseries, which must be a sign of..  betterness. no?<br />
<br />
*sigh* I wish I wasn't grounded. I'm  always grounded. Its almost a vague..  groundedness when I know If i try to go  outside I will be scorned by my  neighbors and parents. Or maybe I'm  just making it up. I have no life.  Children, please find something to do. <br />
<br />
I felt more in place at art class, I  feel more in place at school.<br />
<br />
I have a terribe headache too. And this  one is actually physical pain. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 18:22:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ someone should shoot the president. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>monday monday</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2005 13:13:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ on a deviant note. 207 pageviews. yay.  thank you all.<br />
<br />
so today was monday. we changed seats  in math and we actually got to choose  them. wow. oh the freedoms.<br />
<br />
Is amazed. I locked myself out of my  locker this weekend. so I had to borrow  someone elses.<br />
<br />
But its all good now. WHEEEEEEEEEE  *spaz* <br />
<br />
Dear Kibbie,<br />
     bring me the CD or i will stab  your eyes out with a french-fry. And  don't even THINK of getting it on..  with my.. sister... who doesnt exist.  you hobosexual. bwabwa. ok. <br />
<br />
your lord and master,<br />
foa-VERA<br />
<br />
1010101010<br />
<br />
so. I had a dream that my french sub  was my swimming coach. and she kept my  head underwater.. and i couldnt  breathe. and the showers had blood  instead of water. and it really scared  me. blood. I really hate blood. all  that blood. *shudder*<br />
<br />
And so we acted out 12 stupid men. and  it was angry. yes.<br />
<br />
ok. and what else? we are drawing bob  in frenchhhhhhhh oh bob! booooooob!  *says bob with a french accent* bob bob. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>bored</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2005 10:18:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I cleaned my room.<br />
It was my doom.<br />
This ryming must stop<br />
or some knives will go chop.<br />
This is quite lame<br />
a waste and some shame.<br />
how sad.<br />
this is so not rad.<br />
<br />
okeyyy so anyway. I am so bored. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>back</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2005 18:21:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Snannering at Chipotle<br />
 <br />
 We were snannering at chipotle,<br />
 there were chips, alotly.<br />
 And guacamole green,<br />
 was a sight to be seen.<br />
 Georegetown was great,<br />
 But we got home quite late.<br />
 My skirt is fun.<br />
 Our trip is done.<br />
 Uniquer people could not be found,<br />
 The Bumpersticker is on my binder  bound.<br />
 I regret alot,<br />
 That my camera was forgot.<br />
 The flowers where quite nice.<br />
 We jaywalked thrice.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> lmao ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>georgie porgie</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2005 09:17:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Going to Georgie Town with Kibbie and  the camera.<br />
<br />
I hope I find something worth taking a  picutre of, there is nothing in this  suberbia other than trees and flowers.<br />
<br />
oh the city. Can't wait till two. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>photo</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 18:49:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need a photo to say a thousand  words...<br />
<br />
I'm coming down with a fever<br />
I'm really out to sea<br />
This kettle is boiling over<br />
I think I'm a banana tree<br />
Oh dear, I'm going slightly mad<br />
I'm going slightly mad<br />
It finally happened, happened<br />
It finally happened<br />
It finally happened I'm slightly  maaaaaaad<br />
<br />
oh queen you. lol. Bored Friday night.  Going to georgie-porgie-townie tomorrow  with my hellisheyes and ill shove her  our the window ** heehee chris..tine..<br />
<br />
I'll start acting nicer when you start  acting smarter, dears. oh. fine. just  kidding. I'll ignore you and glare  until you start acting smarter. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>heh</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2005 13:47:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sigh* don't time out on me you  bastard.<br />
<br />
Hello all. this is the third journal  entry I have written but they keep  timing out and now showing up. so. I'm  pissed off.<br />
<br />
Actually I'm not because computer  messups are a very small thing in my  expanse of wasted life. They don't  really matter.<br />
<br />
I wish things were differnt. Its  amazing. Oh how I wish the people I  knew were smarter and less ignorant. I  wish I could just float. And honestly.  I wish people were more secure. If they  were more secure then they wouldn't  harass others. They wouldn't compete  for things like money and power. They  wouldn't yell and slam doors. If life  wasn't so fragile. If my own securtiy  was stable.<br />
<br />
I know. I'm being an ungrateful bitch.  But yet. Still. Its spring. I'll go  outside and pretend I'm imaginary.  Music should be free. Life should be  free.<br />
<br />
Why do we keep blaming ourselves for  not being as good as the ideal? Why  wont our tree bloom already. Lets not  talk about clothing lines and prada  bags. Lets not talk about or miseries<br />
<br />
 Since I wrote this am I the culprit <br />
 These useless wisdoms I dispense <br />
 At your expense <br />
 Picture postcards <br />
 A three minute essay <br />
 Some scribbled words to four line  verse <br />
 <br />
 Meanwhile, we mean well <br />
 We cannot escalate or escape this <br />
 So let's pretend our little songs are  more than songs <br />
 More like sermons <br />
 <br />
 Attention, attention <br />
 That's all we're asking for <br />
 Our little songs are our little whores  <br />
 Jukebox cupids -- and the medium's a  trend <br />
 The music lends itself to it -- to  itself <br />
 The lyrics bend to make the song <br />
 <br />
 Attention, attention <br />
 Don't tell me that's all we're writing  for <br />
 Picture postcards <br />
 Three minute essays <br />
 We can never fit in what we want to  say<br />
<br />
Oh how I love that song. I'm so upset  for no reason. It just its all wrong.  Our school locks the doors to the  courtyard and pulls the blinds down. We  can't have class outside and no one  ever holds protests. Why. Oh how I  despise you Becca. Do you take pleasure  in harrasing my only true friend? fuck  you. fuck you.<br />
<br />
*sigh* emoemoemoemo. opressed for years  and just realized there seems to be air  outside my fishtank. tictoctictoc. one  less second to live. All the ugly  answers. <br />
<br />
My poor scrambled head. All that goes  though is woe is me. No. I will not  listent to myself. <br />
<br />
Maybe this is why all the beatles took  drugs... So my day. I had a dream I was  in a video game where I had to collect  rings and jump on hurricanes. It was an  old arcade game. Then there was a  trial. He was guilty. I wore a toga.  nothing much happened today. I just  cover myself up with talk-to friends I  WISH were real. but aren't.<br />
<br />
*please dont time out on me* <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> heres to  everyone I love. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2005 07:28:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ as someone else has undoubtedly pointed  out;<br />
<br />
"Does it mean this, does it mean that,  that's all anybody wants to know. Fuck  them, darling. I say what any decent  poet would say if you dared ask him to  analyse his work: If you see it, dear,  then it's there."<br />
 <br />
 - Freddie Mercury ]]></description>
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                <title>need</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 19:04:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I suddenly have the urge to photograph  my friends without them looking fake or  even smiling.<br />
<br />
Do I think they are going to disappear?  No, I don't think that. But if they did  i would be upset because I don't have  any very new photographs to remember  them by. Or anything at all other than  stuff in my head. Ok maybe some  writing. But what else? <br />
<br />
It's like, all the good moments are  going to get washed away with time.  Since we are all going are seperate  ways next year. not really. but distant  enough to concern me.<br />
<br />
I've known Victoria and Jessica for  four years and we go months without  talking. And its weird. What if i got  in a fight with them or something? I'm  so glad we communicate again. really.<br />
<br />
So friends. if you catch me with a  camera please to not run or smile in a  grosetque way. I will be upset. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>life</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 13:12:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just finished life is beautiful.. it  was so sad. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br />
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If you haven't seen it, I would  reccomend it. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>A Line Allows Progress, A Circle Does Not Lyrics</title>
                <link>http://burningrainbows.deviantart.com/journal/5032914/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 09:33:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sitting around, no work today<br />
 try pacing to keep awake<br />
 laying around, no school today<br />
 just drink until the clock has circled  all the way<br />
 it is late afternoon <br />
 as you walk through the rooms <br />
 of a house that is quiet<br />
 except for unanswered telephones<br />
 you stand near the sink<br />
 while you're mixing a drink<br />
 you think you don't want to pass out<br />
 where your roommates will find you  again<br />
 stumble around the neighborhood with  nothing to do<br />
 you're always looking for something <br />
 to sniff, smoke, or swallow<br />
 calling over next door to see what  they got<br />
 but you would settle for anything<br />
 that would make your brain slow down  or stop<br />
 break this circle of thoughts you  chase<br />
 before the catch back up with you<br />
 and your parents noticied your  thinning face,<br />
 all the weight you lost<br />
 all the weight you are losing<br />
 you said, i'm done feeling like a  skeleton<br />
 no more sleep walking dead<br />
 you're going to wake from this coma<br />
 you're going to crawl from this bed  you have made<br />
 and stop counting on that camera<br />
 that hangs round your neck<br />
 because it won't ever remember<br />
 what you choose to forget<br />
 as you try to find some source of  light<br />
 try to name one thing you like<br />
 you used to have such a longer list<br />
 and light you never had to look for it<br />
 but now it's so easy to second guess  everything you do<br />
 until all you want is to finish this  half empty glass<br />
 before the ice melts away<br />
 this feeling used to pass<br />
 but seems like it's every day and  every night now ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>thursday</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2005 12:35:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ whee my grades. go to hell.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/crazy.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":crazy:" title="Crazy" /> Ill be around. No school tomorrow. No  school. No school.<br />
<br />
I hate studying the Civil war. whats so  civil about war anyway? All you war  people. go to hell. Its all about power  and money. And its dumb. You hear me?  All we should ask for is love and a  beautiful day. I'm feeling slightly off  today. Go to hell.<br />
<br />
All you people who have never heard  anything by the Faint (go to hell? no.)  you should listen to it. I'm going for  a walk. No camera. <br />
<br />
I really have slacked off in terms of..  artness. I did a really nice sketch of  a tree trunk but the dumb teacher kept  it. <br />
<br />
I am so sick of seeing the same things.  So sick of the same people and fears.  Ah. damn you suberbia. I wish there was  something to live for in this evil evil  hell hole of preps and the pinacle of  perfection.<br />
<br />
I run in gym now. run run run and  forget. Think about little things. The  rushes of the breeze. The color of the  floors at school. faces. Then just lose  your train of thought becuase you are  so caught up on finishing that last  lap.<br />
<br />
I keep writing about me. Its sickning.  Its like I dont want to talk abuot  anything else so lets just fill it up  with CRAP about ME. me. me. me.<br />
<br />
I am feeling so selfish. bad vera. <br />
<br />
I hope you like the 'mix' Christine.  Its something new. ttyl people. I'll  miss you when Im taking my walk.<br />
<br />
We are so stupid. 40ish more school  days and nothing great has happened.  What am I wiating for? I wish it was  differnt. I wish people were different.  <br />
<br />
Whats the use in wishing? ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Apr 2005 12:38:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I Do Not Like School <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/no.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":no:" title="No, I disagree!" /><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/weirdface.gif" width="27" height="15" alt=":O_o:" title="O_o" /><br />
<br />
damn you school board. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stupid.gif" width="44" height="46" alt=":stupid:" title="Stupid" /><br />
<br />
all my emoticons. with love. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
<br />
so anyway. I have to go do my homework  because I would HATE to see what would  happen to me if I fawked up my grades.<br />
<br />
I have a papercut in the middle of my  palm. pain. ]]></description>
                <author>~burningrainbows</author>
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