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                <title>Goal.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 17:38:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am going to devote this entire summer to film photography.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Seventeen years</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 14:01:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is my birthday journal song!<br />It isn't very long!<br /><br />First thing I'm going to do now that I'm officially seventeen..<br />Go see a rated R movie.. by.. myself.. ;{D<br />Cheers!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Slumdog Millionaire</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jan 2009 23:55:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ GO WATCH IT.<br /><br />That is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Unbound by the earth</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 13:53:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't been taking pictures lately.<br /><br />):<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Appropriate.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 15:52:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Beautiful (:<br /><br />"There's an art historian who is a Catholic nun. A interviewer asks her what she thinks of the controversial artwork ' Piss Christ ', which involved a crucifix being dunked into the artist's piss. The nun says,I think it's a beautiful piece of art. The interviewer incredulously states, but the crucifix is the symbol of your religion? The nun replies, I think the artwork perfectly conveys society's current degradation of religious belief. The interviewer asks, do you think the artist intended to illustrate this? And the nun answers, what does it matter? This is how I saw the art, the artist's intention has not manipulated my perception of the artwork. Regardless of the artist's intention, I still see it as I do now, and I still see it as a beautiful piece of art.<br /><br /><br />I think it's incredible, the relationship that we have with that which we read, view, watch, observe. We are experiencing the death of the author, wherein the author has become redundant, for without the reader their words will never be tangible, never exist in another mind. With every book that we read our perception, which is intrinsically manipulated by our own character and experiences, adds to the ideas portrayed by the author. Hence, that book exists between both the author and the reader, both possess a unique relationship with those ideals, with those images and with those words."<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Finally, news!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 13:15:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright so, it's summer and goodness gracious, a heck of a lot has gone on already. So much that I hardly even have the time to check up on all the wonderfulness of dA and submit new photos and whatnot. BUT, this Saturday I'll be embarking on my first trip overseas to France for two weeks where I'll be living the life with two wonderful French families. The fact has hardly even had much more of a chance to hit me than summer has. Sad. But I'm sure waking up earlier than the crack of dawn tomorrow to hop on a 14 hour plane flight will do the trick. I can hardly express my excitement! Be sure to expect lots of new work when I come back for I'll definitely have my camera with me to capture the memories. It feels so surreal, that this might be my only chance to have this experience. Who knows where the world will be later.. could this opportunity ever arise again? Nonetheless I am anxious and scared out of my pants to be speaking French 24/7. I sure hope those 3 years of school have done some good.<br /><br />Anyway, I hope you're all enjoying these months doing whatever you're doing <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Filler</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 21:19:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can't think of anything to say.<br />Well, actually I can think of a lot of things to say, probably too much to put in this little box!<br /><br />It's springtime right about now, and I'm loving it.<br />Hope everyone else is loving whatever season they're in too <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Something to ponder.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 19:22:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Three words guide my entire existence:<br />perspective, intention, consciousness,<br /><br /><br /><br />What a cup of tea.<br />I love those dinner rolls from costco.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Happy Birthday!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 16:12:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ To me! Hahah<br /><br />I have to say, today was so much more than I could have possibly asked for. Cake with all of my incredible friends, getting Across the Universe, meeting all the French exchange students.. and the day isn't even over yet!<br /><br />I know people usually ask how it feels to be a year older and it never usually feels any different but for some reason.. turning 16 feels like everything. It feels like it's the year I've been waiting for my whole life.. I can't really put my finger on why, but it is.<br /><br />But anywaaay hope everyone is having a fantastic friday!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>In other words,</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 16:23:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The struggle of the world lies within our idea of 'maybe'.<br />Probably because it's not only a lift, but also a weight.<br />The uphill climb is a downhill war..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Sway me like the seaaa</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 20:46:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ LO freaking L.<br /><br />Reading song lyrics is such a trip.<br />Especially when you've been listening to the same wonderful-sounding tune over and over again having no clue what it's saying until you look up its lyrics and realize it pretty much sums up everything you've been thinking lately.<br /><br />It must be a sign!<br /><br />;<br /><br />I'm seeing Sweeny Todd tomorrow.<br />My compadres have already seen it and they're planning on singing it obnoxiously in the theater so I'm going to have to learn the songs tonight.<br />I love singalongs, haha. I remember doing the same thing with Across the Universe, except there were other people in theater so we had to whisper-sing. Swhispering?<br /><br />~<br /><br />15 days till I'm 16.<br />Officially entering teendom, seriously.<br />Crazy crazy crazy!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Distracted!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 16:30:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was good! It was one of those good epically epic days that I can't even begin to describe. However I can tell you that I'm feeling extremely giddy and quixotic right now. AND if you haven't read/watched/absorbed The Secret yet, you ought to because it's the most amazing concept on this silly planet.<br /><br />Ah shoot, this week is gonna be great.<br /><br />P.S. Oh, I must must again announce my serious love and adoration for Devendra Banhart because HE is the man. Listen to his songs Bad Girl and At the Hop. They ring with some seriously wonderful audiogasms! (:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yo mama loves him too.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 17:21:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Agh! Obama lost Nevada and it kind of sucks.<br />
But at the same time I went to the caucus to help him kick butt in my precinct where he topped Hillary's delegates. <br />
<br />
Oh well, he's got this presidency, hands down.<br />
Sylvia Browne can feel it, haha<br />
<br />
And! Today I realized that Devendra Banhart is the best guy to listen to while driving. He's incredible.<br />
<br />
And! Brian bought me a purple harmonica today. Ahhh, it's incredible.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>So!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 20:47:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm amped to the extreme to see Atonement, it looks so amazing!<br />
But mostly because James McAvoy is a total babe.<br />
<br />
This four day weekend is going to be nice.<br />
These finals seem neverending!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 21:51:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's okay to keep that empty locket around your neck because there's no one closer to your heart than the person who contains it.<br />
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`<br />
<br />
What is the difference between listening without hearing and hearing without listening?<br />
<br />
&<br />
<br />
I like pictures that evoke old sleepy feelings that have been pushed to the left for so long. As much as I'm feeling angry angry disappointed sad--they make for nice short time-machines.<br />
<br />
;<br />
<br />
Your words make about <br />
as much sense as <br />
this morning's<br />
Rice Krispies. <br />
Seriously now.<br />
<br />
| <br />
<br />
I think melancholy sounds like a happy word. <br />
I wonder whose bad day decided it shouldn't be?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Little things.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 16:27:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm going to find a harmonica.<br />
I'm feeling better now, too.<br />
<br />
<br />
Have you ever tried Quaker mini delights?<br />
It's the happiest food on earth, I think. Aside from Goldfish.<br />
I've eaten 3 packs today!<br />
<br />
<br />
By the way, the song Intervention by The Arcade Fire is really good.<br />
I heard it on the radio while I was getting cocoa this morning.<br />
And then Sheri mentioned intervention while we were talking.<br />
It was kind of a neat coincidence.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Pseudo-Sophistikids Unite!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 16:16:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One month exactly until my birthaversary! <br />
It's been sixteen looong years hahah<br />
<br />
What in the world am I going to do for it?<br />
Sweet sixteens are pretty huge.<br />
Parties aren't really my cup of tea so.. I haven't got a clue.<br />
Maybe a road trip? <br />
Any ideas would be wonderful! (:<br />
<br />
@#%^&*$)<br />
<br />
So tonight we're doing some phone banking and then!<br />
New Hampshire prelims tonight!<br />
I'm sososo amped!<br />
<br />
Yo yo Obama<br />
Obama loves yo mama<br />
No no no drama<br />
If you vote Obama<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 23:26:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>The string between them grew incredibly long, so long it had to be extended with many other strings tied together: the wind of his yo-yo, the pull from her talking doll, the twine that had fastened his father's diary, the waxy string that had kept her grandmother's pearls around her neck and off the floor, the thread that had separated his great-uncle's childhood quilt from a pile of rags. Contained within everything they shared with one another were the yo-yo, the doll, the diary, the necklace, and the quilt. They had more and more to tell each other, and less and less string.<br />
<br />
The boy asked the girl to say "I love you" into her can, giving her no further explanation.<br />
<br />
And she didn't ask for any, or say, "That's silly" or "We're too young for love" or even suggest that she was saying "I love you" because he asked her to. Her words traveled the yo-yo, the doll, the diary, the necklace, the quilt, the clothesline, the birthday present, the harp, the tea bag, the table lamp, the tennis racket, the hem of the skirt he one day should have pulled from her body . The boy covered his can with a lid, removed it from the string, and put her love from him on a shelf in his closet. Of course, he could never open the can, because then he would lose its contents. It was enough just to know that it was there.<br />
  <br />
The Sixth Borough | Jonathan Safran Foer </i><br />
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<br />
"Weird."<br />
<br />
I like that word. It's nice, it's straightforward, it's clean.<br />
BUT. I detest its negative connotation.<br />
<br />
I hate the way people use it to describe other people.<br />
Because when you're you and you're different and you're beautiful in your own way, you're "not enough". <br />
<br />
Society is kind of a system of application when you think about it.<br />
You put yourself out there.. maybe for a reason, maybe not.<br />
Rejection or acceptance is what it boils down to.<br />
<br />
At least we don't all see things, see people the same way.<br />
Perspective, it's good.<br />
<br />
We all have a chance.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Tea with honey and you</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 20:51:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I like finding beautiful writings that other people have thought of.<br />
<br />
<i>"we documented our lives with polaroids because we thought that they would preserve us. preserve us in the way that cracked brick walls are preserved in the minds of appreciative folk and the way that dead flowers lay in between pieces of wax paper. we wore them for all the people in all of the world to see. we wore them on our cheeks and in our hair. but the people, they didn't fully understand what we did. but we liked it that way. we used those photos, the ones with the sun spots and the clouds and the eyelashes, we used them to keep ourselves alive. we liked ugly things because we could see their beauty. we were the ugly things and we watched the raindrops fall and we alone noticed the roses reflected in each drop. our lives, they were broken fences and fountains and who knows how long we sat there but the point was that we were there. and maybe if we showered without lights on, the world would be a softer place." </i><br />
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Hahahaha<br />
<br />
"Have you ever noticed that every time we talk, one of us usually has to go to the bathroom?"<br />
'What can I say? The sound of your voice stimulates my gastrointestinal tract.'<br />
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----------------<br />
Ooh.. Chocolat is a delicious movie.<br />
I love louvre loov it.<br />
It's a must-see.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Deux mil huit</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 18:01:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So here I am sitting in the kitchen watching my family cook New Year's dinner when the fact finally hits me that it's almost 2008.<br />
I can't believe it. Another whole year over.<br />
My brain hurts already trying to remember everything that happened this year..<br />
<br />
Let's see..<br />
<br />
MY 2007 RECIPE<br />
1 15th birthday <br />
2 real relationships<br />
1 wedding in LA (not mine, haha) <br />
1 tragic bunny death<br />
1 new school year at a new school<br />
1 seminar at Brooks<br />
4 reunions<br />
1 new nephew<br />
1 lost friend<br />
countless new friends<br />
1 new weiner puppy<br />
1 beautiful new camera<br />
5 hair dye jobs<br />
About 50 epiphanies haha<br />
And so much irony<br />
70% good times<br />
30% bad times<br />
<br />
I'd say overall it's been a nice year. Hate to see it go so soon. <br />
But! It'll be lovely to start fresh.<br />
<br />
I hope you all have a wonderful new year!<br />
<br />
Oh yeah, and Ciaran McFeely without facial hair is one of the most beautiful guys I have ever seen. Haha, I have such weird taste.<br />
<br />
I think I might also go to the fireworks Downtown tonight. I can't wait! (:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Psycho-what?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 21:12:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You know what I love more than people-in-general?<br />
<br />
People who whine to you about their problems expecting a response nonotherthan  1. pity or 2. a willingness to help. Then! They rant about you later because they were annoyed with how you tried to help them and of course, they claim they don't actually have any problems to begin with (right.)<br />
<br />
THE FIRST STEP IS ADMITTING YOU HAVE A PROBLEM.<br />
Then, the healing can begin.<br />
<br />
But seriously, from now on, the glory of medicine (or in this case, psychotherapy) is no longer coming from me.<br />
<br />
Need advice? sure. <br />
A friendly sympathetic hug? sure. <br />
Anything else.. hire a shrink.<br />
<br />
<br />
[Haha, had to have a quick rant about someone not so near-and-dear. Enjoy! (:]<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
BTW- Saw Juno today. It was innncreediiblee, I kid you not. Great soundtrack too. Even though it somehow makes teen pregnancy seem not so bad.. just as long as you love your boyfriend and give your baby up to Jennifer Garner. <br />
<br />
Just kidding. SEX IS SATAN.<br />
Just kidding again. Have lots of sex. But use protection. Like abstinence! Which is your best form of protection.<br />
<br />
Haha, but seriously, teen pregnancy is just no bueno.<br />
It probably makes high school a big pain in the mule.<br />
Okay, I'm done being an annoying public service announcement.<br />
<br />
See Juno! (:<br />
<br />
"In my opinion, the best thing you can do is to find a person who loves you for exactly who you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person will still think that the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with." -Juno<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Everything's chaaanging</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 22:45:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's something really fulfilling about keeping old pictures.<br />
Well, it sounds obvious when I say it. But no kidding, being able to wander back to all those years to see how much you've changed.. how much the people and the places have changed around you, it's incredible.<br />
<br />
I've been looking at all of my digital albums. They date back five or six years ago, I think. Probably doesn't sound like a long time but teenage years ain't no walk in the park, haha. <br />
<br />
Some of my albums are with old amigas that have moved away, moved apart. I have one folder that holds my very first "photoshoot" with my main model, Kena. It was the very first time she came to spend the night. It pretty much jumpstarted our photography fetish-extraordinaire. We don't exactly do those anymore, but they were rather dashing.<br />
<br />
Oh! Another thing on looking back, I'd really like to apologize to my hair for putting it through so much torment. Bleaching and layering and sceneifying can do quite a number to your lucious locks. (Haha! I tried to be scene once! Trendy, huh? Before it transformed into something really loathed and obnoxious and overplayed and unattractive.) It's been about a year and I'm still trying to grow out all of those ridiculous teensy layers that make my long face look like a pillar. And thank allah for no more black-lined raccoon eyes, oh my.<br />
<br />
It's been fun, though. <br />
And still more to come, no doubt.<br />
I can't wait <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
God damn! it all goes by so fast.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>What time of year is it?!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 22:32:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, you know!<br />
<br />
And I say, some jolly spirited music is in order.<br />
Here're a few of my favorites.<br />
<br />
Carol of the Bells- The Bird and The Bee<br />
Blue Christmas- Elvis Presley<br />
The Chanukah Song- Adam Sandler<br />
The New Year- Death Cab For Cutie<br />
Santa Claus is Coming To Town- Jackson 5<br />
Chanukah's Da Bomb- Chutzpah<br />
Christmas Don't Be Late- Alvin and the Chipmunks<br />
Let It Snow- A Fine Frenzy<br />
Cool Yule- Louis Armstrong<br />
<br />
They're good, haha (:<br />
Which holiday songs tickle your fancy?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>1</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 20:45:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hope there's a beautiful sunrise on Christmas morning.<br />
<br />
and snow, too<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:46:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm afraid to say anything.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Question</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 15:31:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have you ever breathed.. not because it was necessary, but because you truly wished to?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Yellow roses.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 17:05:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Words don't hurt as much as resentment.<br />
<br />
I don't have to hear it. I can feel it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Motion.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 16:23:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What is your movement?<br />
What're you moving for?<br />
What're you moving from?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>I think now is a nice time to say</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 16:55:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello!<br />
<br />
And, <br />
<br />
How are you? How are things?<br />
<br />
Because I would honestly, truly, deeply love to hear some news!<br />
I hope all of your lives are well!<br />
<br />
And I hope you are all having a wonderful October.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>I'm floored.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 21:40:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.zeitgeistmovie.com">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Be careful..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>And there are</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 12:45:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ two new additions to the family!<br />
<br />
#1 <a href="http://i11.tinypic.com/53fupew.jpg">[link]</a><br />
#2 <a href="http://www.dimagemaker.com/ktml2/images/uploads/cameras/canon/400D.jpg">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Oh happy day! (:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>What do you think?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 23:42:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "color" or "colour"?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Aw.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 10:50:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How depressing.<br />
<br />
No one really likes any of my new art from Brooks.<br />
Oh dear.<br />
<br />
If I can figure out how to get my digital work on my computer, that'll be up next.<br />
Ridiculous computer doesn't accept discs. <br />
<br />
Blech.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Candy-coated dreams</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 15:25:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Is it really possible to lose the fragile remains of your childhood in a matter of seconds?<br />
<br />
Yes. Yes it is.<br />
<br />
So we went on a drive to pick up some wine today and we stopped in this little Danish touristy town for lunch and sweets. There was this candy store we went in that was filled with all those big wooden barrels of candy. Basically, my childhood dream has always been to dump over every barrel and have a big romp in all the piles of candy. Alright, so I tell my godparents that and then they reveal to me that the barrels aren't really filled to the brim with candy. Instead there's a smaller bucket inside that holds maybe.. 3 inches of candy.<br />
<br />
<br />
Yeah. As you can imagine I was pretty much devastated.<br />
<br />
Life sucks!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>GUESS WHERE</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 09:35:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Guess where I am right now!<br />
On an iMac.<br />
In Santa Barbara.<br />
At the Brooks Institute of Photography<br />
Getting ready to edit our studio shots with photoshop<br />
And I<br />
Am<br />
PSYCHED!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Rather Dashing</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 11:29:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, my partner in crime, Kena, and I decided we should make a joint account of all of the shoots we take together (since we take so many) and see how it goes with our progression in photography.<br />
<br />
We'll be uploading a lot of old favourites and also be expecting some new work very soon!<br />
<br />
Check it out here:<br />
<a href="http://www.rather--dashing.deviantart.com">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Something is wrong</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 18:05:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ with this world.<br />
<br />
Has anyone noticed lately the decline of happiness and the continual uprise of melancholy in the world?<br />
<br />
I think it's saying something when it has been predicted that by 2020 the number two killer of people in the United States will be depression, next to heart disease.<br />
<br />
I think it's saying something when 19 million adults in America are affected by depression in a given year.<br />
<br />
I think it's saying something when preschoolers are the fastest-growing market for antidepressants. My 9-year-old brother has been on medication for the past several years.<br />
<br />
Maybe these statistics seem crazy. <br />
Maybe we've known it all along, but never wanted it to be real.<br />
<br />
We try so hard. We try so damn hard to be as close to perfect that it's bringing us down. The increasing pressure to attain perfection is creating a social disorder. <br />
<br />
We are humans. We are not machines, raised with such inequality and predictability in such a superficial world. We are more than what we make or cost our employers and so much more than our social status.<br />
<br />
We are our emotions that get so entangled within us, so suppressed by the world we live in, that we look to suicide and drugs as a solution.<br />
<br />
We are not the inhuman entities we try so hard to be.<br />
<br />
This is not a "personal weakness", this is the inner realization that we cannot possibly uphold the "greater achievement" that has been longed for for generations.<br />
<br />
We can't go on like this. We can't go on blaming each other for our mistakes and pressuring our children to become this state of transcendence. Why is it so difficult to love our faults? Appreciate our imperfections? They make us who we are.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>CULTCULTCULT</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2007 15:23:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was actually much much better than I expected!<br />
<br />
We went to the big Hillary Clinton rally at Hug High School in Reno (not that I'm a huge Hillary lover but I wanted to check it out anyway and maybe get interested a little bit in politics cause you know, 3 more years till I vote) and I guess my dad hooked us up with VIP passes (actually we were more like volunteers but oh well, we still got donuts and coffee). I pretty much spent the entire morning getting everyone in line to fill out these sign-in form things.<br />
<br />
Hahahaha the best part though was when it started. Everyone was yelling "We want Hillary" and screaming and cheering and I felt like I was in the middle of some psychotic cult. And then these Polynesian dancer guys came out with their shirts off and started stomping around on stage and I was just thinking, "HAHAHA oh gosh, how appropriate."<br />
<br />
Anyway, I guess she did have some good things to say except that she mostly stated problems that she wanted to fix. LYK DUH stop telling us generic stuff we already know is wrong and tell us how you are going to do all the things you say. But hey, it's pretty early in the game, it doesn't hurt to get the people excited. When people got a chance to ask questions, a couple people started crying about their health care or lack thereof and Hillary offered to help them out after the rally. Awwwe. <br />
<br />
Ooh ooh and then after the whole pep rally, all us VIPers went back to our little room and had a big group picture taken with Hillary. HAHA she stood right in front of me and I made the faggiest face I could possibly make with my thumbs up. I cannot wait to see that picture. I was so tempted to do something creepy as a joke like start petting her hair and breathing really loudly but I didn't. I did, however, get her autograph because if she becomes president, it'll be sweet just to have the president's autograph.<br />
<br />
I SAW ALLY THERE TOO. It was bomb.<br />
<br />
Basically the main reason I went was to have an observer's point of view so don't kill me if me making fun of Hillary and the rally offends you. I'm not a supporter or a non-supporter so it's all good.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>AUUUGGHHGH</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 12:59:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stupid Worth1000.com<br />
I wanted to enter their photography contest to get some good input so I signed up. As it turned out I had to "pay" with these credits to enter a contest but I was only given 10 and it costs around 2-5 credits depending on which contest you enter. So I submitted Speechless to the beginner contest because I felt it fit the topic of "At the park" perfectly and I was getting so many kudos and good feedback but then the retarded poopforbrains admin. decided to disqualify me cause my image size was too big. ASLKHFWOIEDKFNSDF GO SUCK A MONKEY.<br />
<br />
It makes me mad. What poop.<br />
<br />
<br />
Ohoh except a plus today is that I got to talk to Jacob Kraemer, (ya know, the costar on Disney channel's Naturally Sadie) I love him haha<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>I've been thinking thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 00:24:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't know what to do. Especially these past couple years, I haven't gone one day without seeing someone puffing on a cigarette. It honestly makes me want to cry. <br />
<br />
And I have so many mixed emotions.. anger, sympathy, disappointment. Out of every choice in the entire world, why make one so foolish? Why make a choice, knowing that it will bring pain to the chooser and everyone around them?<br />
<br />
It hurts me so much, seeing all those people.. all those wonderful, amazing people with so much potential who give themselves up to the crowd. For that one moment in taking that one puff they give up themselves, their originality, and their future. What is it? Is it the excitement of holding everything and the world in their hands? Is it the pressure to be cool? Is it the rebellion from overwhelming power?<br />
<br />
These people KNOW that they are endangering themselves. They are AWARE that they are hurting the people who care about them most. <br />
<br />
Why do people see only what's in front of them? Can't they look further past it? Can't they see what's around too? <br />
<br />
Everyday I see another innocent life on the path towards drifting away. Everyday I pray that they will realize what's important.<br />
<br />
Maybe I shouldn't care about other people. It's their choice to take that puff, what does it have to do with me? Well it DOES affect me. Not only does it affect me physically and mentally, but it affects what this entire generation will put forth the day OUR ACTIONS truly become important. Let's make a good impression on the world. Let's be the ones that make things right. Let's be the ones that save it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Human nature</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 17:31:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today, my dad, brother, and I were on the road heading toward the Kaffer's yearly sledding party at their cabin in Markleeville, and all of a sudden we saw cars trying to avoid this strange object in the middle of the lane. As the object came closer and closer, I realized that it's an animal! We were able to get a better look at it as we drove around it and came to the conclusion that it was a red-tailed hawk. Almost immediately, my dad pulled over to the side of the road and jumped out of the car with a towel to run and save it from being smashed by a speeding car. I follow him with my camera to help out and hopefully get some good pictures.  (I'll be submitting some soon.) That bird was ginormous. We were able to wrap it up and bring it over to a nearby vet so they could transport it to the animal wildlife center in Carson. <br />
<br />
I felt so good that we were able to save that hawk. Hawks are seriously one of the most beautiful animals that live around here. I honestly hope that it wasn't injured too badly and that it'll be able to be released into the wild again. Poor thing. <br />
<br />
I was thinking later about it, and I wondered.. how long was the hawk sitting in the middle of the road until someone cared enough to take care of it? How many people passed it by and stared but didn't have the time or energy or compassion to at least put it out of harms way? This kind of reminded me of this story I heard of a homeless man who died one night on the sidewalk in the middle of some big city, and people would just pass him by without taking a second glance. The man was lying there for several hours until someone finally reported the body to the police. What has happened to this world? Why are people so self-absorbed with their own lives or afraid that they can't take a moment out of their own day to do something good for someone? What happened to empathy? What happened to compassion? We are human beings who are blessed with the mind and the power and the ability to make a difference, so why don't we?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Hello. (Lame title)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 15:11:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today is my birthday.<br />
It was at exactly 11:24 A.M.<br />
(Which is actually 2:24 Eastern zone since I was born in FL)<br />
<br />
My friends brought me 5 lovely books including,<br />
The Perks of Being a Wallflower<br />
Go Ask Alice<br />
Crank<br />
And two Sylvia Browne books.<br />
<br />
And Jackie made me peanut butta chocolate chip cookies.<br />
Which were absolutely delicious.<br />
And my mother made me cupcakes and gave me Lindt chocolate.<br />
And my buddies at school were wishing me a Happy Birthday.<br />
And some of them thought my name was Gabitha because that's what Kimberleeee calls me on the news.<br />
And I got some really early birthday wishes from some really snazzy kids at like 5 in the morning which makes me feel great.<br />
And even though I still looked baked, I didn't fall asleep in class.<br />
<br />
Today was good.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Amazing... just amazing predictions</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 21:01:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In 1999, Sylvia Browne made a list of 2000 predictions for the next 100 years. Oh gosh, even ALIENS!<br />
<br />
Considering she's been right about many many other predictions in the past years...just wow. Really. Take a look at some of these. The one about seperate body parts cloned for organ transplant has already happened. I think a kidney or a liver was cloned, I'm not sure which one.<br />
<br />
-Eradication of cancer as we know it, using sound waves, photo sensitive drug therapy, and "self-addicting" cells. <br />
-Robotic houses, controlled by computerized switchboard. <br />
-Electrical cars with flotation ability for water travel to bypass freeways. <br />
-Houses made from pressed paper with plastic coatings; interchangeable walls <br />
-Separate body parts cloned for organ transplants; not an entire body. <br />
-New form of painless tooth extraction, using a type of suction, with immediate replacement of new tooth. <br />
-Diagnostic chambers which map the body's electrical balance to predict health problems before the come. <br />
-Cylindrical rooms in which people enter to see an automated projection of the clothing and color that would look good on them; select what you want, take your measurements, then two days later pick up the goods. <br />
-Third floor of houses have rollback roofs to allow Hovercrafts to come and go. <br />
-No more surgery with knives. Some type of molecular ionization device that knows how to take out the afflicted cells then seal the wound without a single scar. <br />
-Remolding of the whole face structure, to duplicate any look that you wish. <br />
-New exercise equipment that you sit or stand in, and it literally stimulates your muscles with electricity to achieve the same effect as physical exercise. <br />
-Babies will be birthed in water all the time, with music, incense, and green and lavender lights. <br />
-People will be able to simply "walk out" of their bodies upon death. <br />
-There will be no US Presidency; our government will go back to a Greek Senate structure. <br />
-No longer a single Pope, but a triumvirate of Popes, each assigned to a geographic collection of Catholics. <br />
-Peace in the Middle East will prevail by 2050. <br />
-West Coast goes under in 2026. Parts of the East Coast also get inundated. Tsunamis will wipe out a large portion of Japan. The Hawaiian Islands will have upheaval and be the site of a large new landmass. <br />
-Atlantis will begin to show itself by 2023 and be fully visible by 2026. <br />
-After 2050, the "Age of the Messiah" is upon us. People turn totally toward Spirituality, peace will rein for a long time. People will return to community living, loving each other, and working together. <br />
-Treatment for depression and mood disorders will come from a "control chamber" that emits sensory stimulation gently to the brain, including certain smells, which will elevate mood. <br />
-Medicine in pill form goes away; instead we have air-injected delivery through the skin. <br />
Atomic batteries will run cars. <br />
-No more gas propelled rockets in space; we will have nuclear powered cylinder shaped objects that travel everywhere. <br />
-A moon base is created for people to visit, and as a stopping place for further trips. <br />
-By 2055 most people will live in domed cities due to poor atmospheric conditions. <br />
-A virtual reality headset will stimulate brain waves so people can learn whole libraries of information within hours. <br />
-Giant fruits and vegetables will be grown in hothouse environments. The nutrients will be synthesized into a highly condensed injection. <br />
-Proteins are developed without animal meat, very powerful, builds immune system. <br />
-Addictions will be a thing of the past because of a brain stimulation, which eradicates all addictions, with no side effects. <br />
-Execution for the death penalty will become a complete vaporization of the body. <br />
-No separate governments, one planetary government will form. <br />
-Great earth changes will occur and germ warfare will be used before the world finds peace. But eventually from all of the bad comes good. The pendulum will swing back to humanity and love. <br />
-No world war is coming, but lots of civil disorder and small skirmishes. No nuclear holocaust. <br />
-Peace will last from 2050 until 2100, and then I see nothing beyond, which could mean "the end will come like a thief in the night." <br />
-Toward the end of things, the veil separating our world from The Other Side will thin, so much so that most people will see decease loved ones and speak with their Spirit Guides. <br />
-There will be many false prophets that rise up proclaiming to be Jesus on Earth, and try to lead people astray. We are already seeing this in the big rise of occultism. <br />
-People will again find Spirituality, not so much in organized religion, but in the spiritual brotherhood of coming together and finding their Temple within. <br... ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>CARROTS.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 23:48:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So tonight I was just laying on my bed watching some TV. Then I moved my arm a little bit and I felt something very lumpy. I kept trying to feel it and see what it was but I couldn't figure it out! Finally I lifted up the covers and I found 3 carrots. I have no idea where they came from or how they got there.<br />
<br />
That was the greatest wtf moment ever.<br />
Hahahah.<br />
<br />
<br />
I have a feeling the carrot fairy came to visit me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>I saw ignorance today.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 16:15:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I saw ignorance today. I saw the product of today's society, of how it feels to be hated for being different.<br />
<br />
I was on the bus home, and kids were singing Christmas carols, so I decided to sing some corny Hanukkah song. Then one of the kids shouts out "SHUT UP YOU DIRTY JEW. GET IN THE WELL."<br />
<br />
<br />
Almost everyone starts laughing. And I'm sitting there, feeling so outnumbered.<br />
<br />
<br />
The kids continue laughing. And chanting more things like "GET TO THE BACK OF THE OVEN, JEW." <br />
<br />
I was so disgusted, I started practically screaming at the kids chanting to never say any fucking thing like that again. <br />
<br />
But after all, I'm not really that angry.<br />
I'm sad.<br />
I'm sad that this is how we live. We live in a society that doesn't teach their children not to hate and not to judge others and not to listen to stereotypes. <br />
<br />
Everyday this same situation happens to so many other people. People are challenged of their races, identities, religions all because of ignorance.<br />
<br />
Those kids that were chanting and laughing.<br />
They don't even know.<br />
They have no idea what they're saying. <br />
"Get in the oven."<br />
They don't even know how much it hurts.<br />
And it really does.<br />
All of those people who have died.<br />
They don't even know.<br />
<br />
But I do have to say thank you. For the few people who did stick up for me like Vicki and Tim. We need more of those kinds of people in the world.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Chaaaaarlie!</title>
                <link>http://colourmeblue.deviantart.com/journal/10989500/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 22:44:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPONTneuaF4">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Oh god. I am in love.<br />
<br />
<br />
Watch and live. Live in happiness.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>YES!</title>
                <link>http://colourmeblue.deviantart.com/journal/10900252/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 10:22:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I GAWT A TRIPOD! <br />
I GAHT A TRIPOD!<br />
I GOTS A TRIPOD!<br />
<br />
OH EM JEEZUS.<br />
this make me excited.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>no lie. nononone</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 20:40:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OKOK I have asked 2 of these incredibly nosy questions and am about to ask the 3rd so now it's my turn to be the answerer!<br />
<br />
The thing is, you may ask me one question. ANY question you want. I will answer it 100% truthfully. The ONLY catch is that when you ask me the question...you have to go post this in one of your journals too.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I am incredibly excited for this next tourny. Pretty much life, yoright?<br />
<br />
DEBATE TOPIC: Resolved- A victim's deliberate use of deathly force is a just response to repeated domestic violence. <br />
<br />
Thoughts? Good, bad? <br />
<br />
[EDIT]: Some hardcore screamo is kind of intimidating, I realized that the other day. Some is good. Some, I can't understand what they are saying.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>Let's Get Physical!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 17:16:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, my favorite holiday in the entire history of the universia came and went. Sigh. It was great.<br />
<br />
Ninj's journal pretty much sums up the juicy parts plus random bouts of uncontrollable laughter. Heh. Little Willy. Peanut.<br />
<br />
I won a costume contest! It wasn't that spectacular, but it made me pretty proud. I dressed up as an 80s aerobics instructor. And one and two and three and bam!<br />
<br />
There's this guy named Matt. And he was just recently going out with my sorta-friend. But things go, and they broke up. Then all of a sudden this happens:<br />
<br />
Matt: AHASDFHLKWAEOAUG AHHHHH!<br />
Me: -trying to cover his mouth- why are you screaming?<br />
Matt: i'll only stop under one condition<br />
Me: and that is..?<br />
Matt: if you kiss me.<br />
Me: urm...<br />
Matt: AHSLDKFSFH AHHHHH!<br />
<br />
Yeah so he stopped screaming. No, I didn't have to kiss him. And it's not that he's bad looking or is a bad guy or anything cause he's isn't. I just don't know him that well and he was just going out with my friend and it was on a bus. Yeah. Eh..we'll see how that goes. <br />
<br />
Man. Play-doh is addicting.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>OH GAHD NOT WITH HIS NOSE</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 22:10:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went to my 2nd speech and debate tournyment.<br />
And it was wonderful to the maximonium.<br />
<br />
Numbero one: Me n my partner got 2nd place overall for novice policy debate. And won shiny medals! -sparkle sparkle glee-<br />
<br />
Numbero deux: One of the judges had the sexiest facial expressions ever. Everytime the team said something she'd make a new face like some ogre or like she smelled something weird. ewwy ewwy joy. I had to try not to laugh too hard or I'd disturb the debate<br />
<br />
Numbero tres: JAKE is so cool. He is some hardcore sXe shizz and I'm seriously glad I met him. He made me and Catiegangsta laugh out loud. Actually the whole DHS team just rocks. The doods had some kind of whipping tie fest after all the rounds were done. Fun fun extremo.<br />
<br />
I have now perfected my old New York lady chain smoker voice. Today I went up to random kids and said "The goyles in New Yahrk like it looose. Ya wanna know how loose?" Reeheee.<br />
<br />
Get your breakfast on [REMIXED]<br />
<a href="http://symmie.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/y/symmie.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="symmie" /></a><a href="http://twobluemoons.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/w/twobluemoons.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="twobluemoons" /></a><a href="http://lynn-chan.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/y/lynn-chan.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="lynn-chan" /></a><a href="http://ninjafat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/i/ninjafat.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ninjafat" /></a><a href="http://kimloves-you.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/i/kimloves-you.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="kimloves-you" /></a><a href="http://colourmeblue.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/o/colourmeblue.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="colourmeblue" /></a><a href="http://minicow.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/i/minicow.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="minicow" /></a><a href="http://kerrizzle.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/e/kerrizzle.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="kerrizzle" /></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>just made my day</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 21:18:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My bestest favoritest part of the day is when my step sister Caitlin watches football. Shes the most obsessed person in the world when it comes to the Chicago Bears. She has their backpack and their bowling ball and their shirts and their pajamas and whatever. The reason why I love when she watches the Bears play is because she gets SO INTO IT. <br />
<br />
Dang it's the funniest thing I have ever seen.<br />
<br />
When they are losing, she throws the biggest crying fit. And then she comes out and yells at the parents for cheering because the other team made some amazing play. Then after they make some kind of comeback and wins the game, she cries AGAIN. And I hear her calling her mom in her room and going on and on about how scary it was and how she was shaking so hard. OMG SRSLY. <br />
<br />
Ahahahahahahahah. It's just a game, plz. <br />
<br />
Get your breakfast on.<br />
<a href="http://symmie.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/y/symmie.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="symmie" /></a><a href="http://lynn-chan.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/y/lynn-chan.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="lynn-chan" /></a><a href="http://kimloves-you.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/i/kimloves-you.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="kimloves-you" /></a><a href="http://twobluemoons.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/w/twobluemoons.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="twobluemoons" /></a><a href="http://minicow.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/i/minicow.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="minicow" /></a><a href="http://ninjafat.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/i/ninjafat.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="ninjafat" /></a><a href="http://kerrizzle.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/e/kerrizzle.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="kerrizzle" /></a><a href="http://colourmeblue.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/o/colourmeblue.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="colourmeblue" /></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>sigh.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Oct 2006 17:42:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm just tired of being angry. I feel like I've lost one of my best friends. For good. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
...it's hard<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>IM STILL GOING TO EAT SKIPPY NO MATTER WHAT.</title>
                <link>http://colourmeblue.deviantart.com/journal/10371232/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 16:11:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Heeeeeader?<br /><br />A FREE WEEK SUBBY OHGAWSH.<br />
I bet everyone gets one like a month after they start.<br />
Oh well PARTYYYY ^3^<br />
<br />
Maybe when my photog gets good I'll buy one. WHOKNOWS.<br />
<br />
Ahahaha my speech and debate sub is so stupid. Every day he makes us write these status reports about our progress in preparing our events for the tournament. So I don't usually have much to say except that I'm practicing my speech and he wants more than one sentence so today I wrote a nice big long one about how I woke up after dreaming about speech and debate and how I was practicing my speech on the bus and lots of kids were laughing and telling me to get a life and how I was going to try looking for one of those and how a little boy who practiced with me wanted to be my girlfriend and I said I would think about it. (Didn't actually happen) When he read it, he talked to me in private saying he doesn't want to hear about me waking up late or "meeting little boys." <br />
<br />
I LIVE UNDER A ROCK. Everyone thinks I know everything about stuff that happens but I seriously have no idea. Nobody tells me anything and then I end up figuring it out three months later and I'm just, WHAT? Yeah like one of my good friends who got a girlfriend and I had no idea. Whatwhatwhatwhatwhat???<br />
<br />
Get your breakfast on.<br />
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                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>life is nutritious</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Oct 2006 18:10:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FUCK MYSPACE FUCK.<br />
<br />
Now it's everyone's excuse for a social life and everyone has one and everyone becomes lovers and then when everyone knows about it because its posted all over myspace, I DONT. Not that I care that much but not the point. <br />
<br />
I THINK PEOPLE NEED TO STOP OBSESSING OVER THE DAMN SOCIAL INTERWEB AND GET A LIFE.<br />
<br />
PEOPLE. Wake up and smell the sizzling breakfast of life. It's out there, I promise. You don't have to hide yourself in little messages "OMGz lyke i luv ur picz!" that make everyone feel good. <br />
<br />
I predict that one day, everyone is going to be sitting at their computer 24/7 because it will provide all the entertainment needed like porn, video games, music, webcamblogs, child abduction, and shizz. <br />
<br />
But yeah. This is mainly directed towards the overly obsessed myspace hoes who sit at their computer all day waiting for a message or a comment. <br />
<br />
(NOTE: Most of this ranting is coming from the fact that everything social happens over myspace. That's really the only good thing about myspace is that you have an excuse to talk to your secret love without any awkwardness of real life. But that's it.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>im a vikin.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 20:08:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HAPPY YOM KIPPUR, FRIENDS.<br />
Yes. While you laugh'd and was jolly, I was ANOREXIC FOR A DAY.<br />
That's right. I fasted. Because it was the "day of atonement" which means I was very very very sorry for anything my naughty side did last year. My stomach was eating through my stomach lining. (notagoodthing) OMG NOODLE KUGEL MADE EVERYTHING BETTER THOUGH. When we broke the fast after the sun went to sleep I ate so much and was so full I was Bloaty.  <br />
<br />
Yesterday though when I came home I discovered that my little brother had went in my room and STOLEN ALL MY SPECIAL SHINY HOLOGRAPHIC MAJIGGURSS POKEMON CARDS. And he ripped up the little plastic covers for them. I was a mad sister. So now he owes me all the money he gets in the next while so he can buy me new plastic covers.  <br />
<br />
NO SCHOOL ON WEDNESDAY. <br />
<br />
I made a song today after I unjammed my locker and it goes like this: "Happiness is when you can get your locker un stuck!" Or something like that. I'm thinking of extending it. It could go platinum, right right?<br />
<br />
Tomorrow I am going to wake up extra early and go outside and take pictures of the fog. The clouds were so amazing these past couple days. They made like, wave shapes! In the sky! And I wished I had my camera with me BUT I DIDNT. But that is all going to change tomorrow morning.<br />
<br />
{EDIT:} I love photographers whose work has colours like hers: *<a class="u" href="http://emilly.deviantart.com/">emilly</a> How do I get those colours? HOWHOWHOW. I need to know. Is it the camera? Or PS?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>robot love</title>
                <link>http://colourmeblue.deviantart.com/journal/10240471/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Sep 2006 22:06:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I went to the shopshops with my friends. I was pretty much broke but I had fun just walking around the stores.<br />
<br />
HAHA. In Abercrombie and Fitch we had a man juice fight. A tester cologne with a picture of rippling muscles on it was sitting on a table so we ran around the store spraying each other with it. I smell like the stench of sexy man woah ;O<br />
<br />
I decided that someday I'm going to own Hot Topic. Sort of. I'm going to bring like 500 buckers and buy a lot. I like their music and shoes and stuff. I finally got the bot shirt I've been craving! Robots are just so spiffy.<br />
<br />
My little brother threw a fit today because he wants my old Pokemon cards. Remember Pokemon? Seriously, I was such a PokeNerd. I knew the shows and the theme songs and the games and had pretty much every card. Those were some good times, they were. I'm not going to give the cards to him. There are too many memories of pretending to be Pikachu with my PokeNerd friend in those cards. <br />
<br />
SOMEONE BROKE THE STRAP ON MY SPANKIN NEW BACKPACK THAT I WAS GOING TO DECORATE ALL RAD-LIKE. That makes me upset.   D:<br />
<br />
I seriously love the original chiabatta (sp?) burger at Jack in the Box. Oh yum. Better than In-N-Out. <br />
<br />
[EDIT:] Hooooooooo dang. I'm now the last lipvirgin on the block.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>tickle me crazy</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 20:52:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ robotics + sesame street = LMFAO.<br />
my life is now complete.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=o4x-VW_rCSE">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
[EDIT]: WHY AM I NO SATISFIED WITH MY PICS. I TRY. I DO. I LOVE CAMERA. I NEED INSPIRATION. STUPID AGHHG. WHAT IS WRONG. I GO DIE. FLAGHGHHG. <br />
<br />
I need models. And settings. AND IDEAS. <br />
<br />
CRARGHRACH cranberries.<br />
AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>CRYTEARYAY.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 16:41:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY I'M GONNA EXPLODE WITH WORDS FLYING OUT MY EARS AND NOSE AND MOUTH AND EYES.<br />
<br />
I'll try and condense it a little.<br />
<br />
First off, I went to my first speech and debate tournament ever. It was two days, first for speech and second for debate. For my speech I did a Dramatic Interpretation which is like a really seriously convincing monologue. I performed a little kid who was in the Holocaust and I had to perform in 3 rounds. My first round sucked ass cause I got really really nervous and I pretty much broke down without saying anything. ARGHHGHHG it was pretty much just STRESS PRESSURE STRESSURE AAAAH cry. The other two rounds were better and I think one of them made one of the judges cry yay!<br />
<br />
The next day was debate. My event was Policy which is this really confusing tuff stuff and I'm not going to explain it because you will probably keel over and have to go to a psychologist for the next 3 years. Anywho my partner Julesbot and I were in 4 rounds. The first was a By so we got to skip and go watch someone else's event. Our real first round we did was so fucking terrible I hate thinking about it. So, the whole time we thought we were gonna be the affirmative team so we spent like 3 weeks preparing for it. All of a sudden they make us the negative team and we don't know what to do! We had to forfeit. I felt like shit because I let Julesbot down when she wanted to keep trying and I had to forfeit. It's just that everything the other team said just passed over my head and I just froze up. Cry tear RARR. I needed some major hugage that weekend. BUT it all got better because the next two rounds we had we were the affirmative team and we totally smoked our opponents. We didn't get into finals but I tried really hard in the last two to make it up to Julesbot. I think it will all turn out okay. It was our first tourny anyway so who cares if you win or lose. We definitely learned a lot though.<br />
<br />
I FUCKING HATE MR. KLEKER HE IS THE WORST SPEECH AND DEBATE SUBTEACHER EVER AND HE NEEDS TO GO BACK TO HIS STUPID ELECTRONICS DEPARTMENT AND GET OUT OF MY LIFE. Cause he sucks. And he made a lot of kids' experiences at the tourny horrible. Including mine. Cause he never helped us learn anything about our events.<br />
<br />
I WATCHED THE FMA MOVIE OMG MORE CRY CRY CRY HAPPY CRY HAPPY JOY CRY JOY JOY HAPPY. Wow. That had so many surprises and made me happy. I want to watch it over and over again. I LOVE I LOVE I LOVE.<br />
<br />
So basically, to condense it down even more, I'm a huge MFcrybaby. This whole weekend I've been crying from stress, sadness, anger, laughter, and happiness. Hoooosheeeit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>phone fun</title>
                <link>http://colourmeblue.deviantart.com/journal/10104267/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2006 18:04:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think people need to ask who they are talking to on the phone before they start making random conversation.<br />
<br />
This guy just called. And I figured he was one of my stepdad's friends.<br />
<br />
CONVERSATION:<br />
Guy: Hey!<br />
Me: Hello.<br />
Guy: How are you doing?<br />
Me: Good...<br />
Guy: What's that noise, sounds like the motorcycle.<br />
Me: My stepdad is using the pressure washer. <br />
Guy: Since when did you have a pressure washer?<br />
Me: Who is this?<br />
Guy: Oh, this isn't Jessica?<br />
Me: No.<br />
Guy: Maybe I have the wrong number.<br />
Me: Okaybye.<br />
<br />
SHITHELL. NOW MY STEPDAD JUST YELLED IN MY EAR. AAAAARGHHRHRGH I WANT TO SLAUGHTER HIM IN THE NIGHT AND THEN BURY HIM IN THE YARD WHEN HE DOES THAT. <br />
<br />
Anyway! Today I got to try filing loads of evidence for Policy. Looking at all that paper makes me want to keel over. I guess that's how everybody else was in the beginning. I think it will get better after our first tournament. <br />
NOTE: POLICY IS NOT FOR TREE LOVING ENVIRONMENTALISTS.<br />
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OHbreakfast<br />
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                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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                <title>happy. sad. angry. glad.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 21:55:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ MY CAMERA IS HERE YAY WEEEEEE. Okay, so it came a few days ago. But I'm still yelling and gleaking on everyone I tell. <br />
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IHAVEASTORY. (Ninj pay some 'ttention this is about the old man) So I was sitting in art class the other morning just doing my contour lineys when suddenly an old man hobbles in. And he goes up to some of us and hands us one of those shiny mardi gras bead necklaces. I'ma thinking, "Is he some Veteran dood come to tell us about supporting Veterans and hand out little presents? Or something?" A lot of us are looking at each other with confused faces when the old man walks up to our art teacher and she quickly leads him out of class. Then she comes back and explains to us about how he's a crazy, lonely old man with no family who just randomly comes onto campus and gives casino beads for kids. The school had actually had to tell him more than once that he's not allowed on campus cause he distracts the classes but he still comes anyway. And for this reason, I love old folks. Because even though they are crazy and senile, they do nice little things for people. ENDOFSTORY.<br />
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Now I get to complain a little more about my friend who switched schools. Well when I was all upset about her leaving, she would try to comfort me and say "OH dun worry! We'llz be keepin in touch I be promising." What do you know? I guess I disappeared because she doesn't seem to remember who her friends are anymore. Which is surprising considering she hasn't really made any good friends at that school yet. I guess she's already used to her parents dictating her and telling her she can't have a social life. (WHICH IS TRUE, THEY DO) I decided to really test her though so after calling her practically every day for the first week without her calling me once,  I didn't call her at all to see if she remembers my existence. Turns out I had to wait about three weeks for her to call. This bothers me so much. Not only that but every time I try and hang out with her on weekends her parents say it's "family time" or shes busy doing other crap. It feels like I'm the only one who is taking interest in hanging out. Not her, oh no. Whatthehellkindofshitisthat? We used to be like this: -crosses 2 fingers- And now we're turning into this: -sticks up 2 middle fingers- <br />
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Wow, this journal has a mood swing like no other. <br />
EMOOOOOTIONAL.<br />
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I need to snuggle with my blankets. ]]></description>
                <author>~colourmeblue</author>
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