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                <title>Tired</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 16:11:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am sick of your succubi<br />I am sick of the treachoury<br />I am sick of perpetual loneliness<br /><br />I find something or someone new to care for, and as quickly as it appears, it is torn from me. Do the Gods relish in my suffering? Do the Fates laugh at my expense? In my short time on this forsaken rock, I have dealt with things no person should have to. I will not say I've endured more then another, there are those poor souls who have endured, and witnessed attrocities no being, no person, no Deity, should have to. Yet I can't help but ponder why I am plagued with a heart that feels nothing, and feels to much all at once. I once had a wall, it protected me from the outside, and protected the outside from my twisted self. <br />I find that I'm continually compelled to rip out my own heart, and spit on it. Forbidden from joy.<br /><br />I am forsaken<br />I am lost<br />I am alone.<br /><br />Must it always be so?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~disobedient-slave</author>
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                <title>Soldier...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 09:43:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You stay up for 16 hours<br />
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He stays up for days on end.<br />
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You take a warm shower to help you wake up.<br />
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He goes days or weeks without running water.<br />
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You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.<br />
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He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.<br />
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You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.<br />
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He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.<br />
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You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.<br />
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He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.<br />
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You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.<br />
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He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.<br />
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You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.<br />
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He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.<br />
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You complain about how hot it is.<br />
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He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.<br />
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You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.<br />
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He doesn't get to eat today.<br />
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Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.<br />
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He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.<br />
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You go to the mall and get your hair redone.<br />
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He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.<br />
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You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.<br />
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He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.<br />
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You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.<br />
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He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.<br />
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You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.<br />
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He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.<br />
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You roll your eyes as a baby cries.<br />
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He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.<br />
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You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.<br />
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He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.<br />
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You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.<br />
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He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.<br />
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You see only what the media wants you to see.<br />
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He sees the broken bodies lying around him.<br />
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You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.<br />
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He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.<br />
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You stay at home and watch TV.<br />
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He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.<br />
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You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.<br />
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He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.<br />
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If you support your troops, repost the bulliten.<br />
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If you don't support your troops well, then don't re-post. You won't die in 7 days, your love life won't be affected, and you won't have the worst day ever. You don't have to repost. It's not like you know the men and women that are dying to preserve your rights.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 17:37:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sitting here alone, as always. Sitting here wondering what you're doing, wondering what you're thinking.<br />
I'm being patient, something new to me. For some reason, you seem worth it. <br />
I feel alone, I feel scared. <br />
I wonder if I'll be remembered, or if I'll die alone, and never be mentioned again. My greatest fear.<br />
It brings tears to my eyes, something I'm not used to.<br />
I fear for myself, I fear being alone. I fear being forgot.<br />
Leave me to my thoughts, and I'll destroy myself. Be there, and I'll destroy you. An endless circle.<br />
I hate me. I am alone. It is as it should be, I'll keep you safe. I'll die alone. I'll be forgot.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Mirror</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 13:43:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Close your eyes. Look at yourself in the mirror. Pick one thing, just one, that you like when you open your eyes. The first thing to pop at you.<br />
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Would you miss it if you died tomorrow? I'm not sure I would, and that doesn't bother me...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>You think I should worry?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 22:36:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm sitting here, nothing's going on. Had a few beer, and I think to myself, I don't have nearly enough liquor to satisfy myself. It's not so much that I like being drunk, it's more that I prefer not to be sober. Do you think I should worry?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Host</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 22:14:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A friend of mines band, from France. Check em out.<br />
<a href="http://www.host-officiel.zik.mu">[link]</a> awesome guys, groovy tunes.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Purple Butterflies...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 17:01:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Purple butterflies dance around the room, and I am the only one who can see them, for they are my children. My thought child's, my 'Me'. Each one represent's a part of me that I have hidden away from the eyes of those around me, a part of me that only I enjoy. Either too disturbed, disgusting, primal, or violent. Each flap of their fragile wings brings them closer to release, closer to revealing the me, that I know I am. The me that no one else wants me to be.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>35 Minutes...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 11:00:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1 o'clock, sit down to put shoes on.<br />
1:35, finish tying shoes.<br />
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A mere second in the grand scheme of things, but more than half an hour to tie my shoes, and it only seemed like 35 seconds. It's hard to decide whether I love, or despise a complete zone out like that. On one hand, it's 35 minutes of nothingness, a pure escape. Nothing to bother me, no worries, no pain, nothing. On the other, it's 35 minutes that illustrate what my life is like, 35 minutes that tell me that I have nothing, nothing but the air I breathe, and the blood that runs through my veins. I suppose I'll love it this time, it's given me something to think about for the last half hour, something that only I can be thinking. My very own 35 minutes.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I wonder....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 19:12:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I once wondered what it was that I was supposed to do, then I wondered, who it was that I was supposed to be. Then the world introduced me to beer, and I realized that I shouldn't wonder, because wondering is what everyone knows I should do, therefore, I need not wonder, but rather know what it is that I want to do or who I want to be, because I am me, the one and only, and therefore the only one who can do what it is that I am to do and to be. What I want to do and be is me, and what makes me happy, so I need only look to what makes me happy to determine what and who I am.<br />
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But what the fuck is it?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>...stick</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 20:09:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think I'm having a good time. Me and 2 roomies went to the bar tonight and it was, for the first time, a fun experience. Before it's always been very dull. Any who, updates to come soon, if not on this one, then on a brand new account, just for the series. I'm writing again...this is a good time to be me. Well at least I think so...and what you think really doesn't matter so, go piss on a...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Because I can...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 19:04:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Life is good for the time being. I have a new job that I rather enjoy, I'm making new friends, and getting shit together. That's about it...so go piss on a stick.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Drinking problem...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 21:51:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HEY! I got one of those! ...yup.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>YOINK! this is boredom...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 13:37:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ -----------------DESCRIBE------------------<br />
[x] The shoes you wore today: Black lo-top chucks<br />
[x] Your eyes: Blue-ish grey<br />
[x] Your fears: Spiders<br />
-----------------WHAT IS------------------<br />
[x] Your most overused phrase on msn: lol<br />
[x] Your thoughts when first waking up: Damnit...back to sleep.<br />
[x] The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: Eyes<br />
[x] Your bedtime: Anytime between now, and this time tomorrow.<br />
[x] Your most missed memory: m-e-m-o-r-y?<br />
<br />
-----------------YOU PREFER------------------<br />
[x] Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi<br />
[x] McDonald's or Burger King: Neither.<br />
[x] Single or group dates: Single.<br />
[x] Adidas or Nike: Neither<br />
[x] Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate.<br />
[x] Cappuccino or coffee: Coffee.<br />
<br />
-----------------DO YOU------------------<br />
[x] Smoke: Trying to quit.<br />
[x] Curse: All the time.<br />
[x] Take a shower everyday: Yup.<br />
[x] Have any crushes?: Not now.<br />
[x] Who are they: ^<br />
[x] Do you think you've been in love? True love? No.<br />
[x] Want to go to college: There.<br />
[x] Like high school: No.<br />
[x] Want to get married: yupp.<br />
[x] Type w/ your fingers on home keys: Occasionally.<br />
[x] Believe in yourself: Not really.<br />
[x] Get motion sickness: No.<br />
[x] Think you're a health freak: No.<br />
[x] Get along with your parents: With my mom.<br />
[x] Like thunderstorms: Love 'em.<br />
<br />
------------IN THE PAST MONTH DID / HAVE YOU--------------<br />
[x] Gone to the mall: Yes.<br />
[x] Eaten sushi: No.<br />
[x] Been on stage: No.<br />
[x] Been dumped: No.<br />
[x] Gone skating: No.<br />
[x] Made homemade cookies: No.<br />
[x] Dyed your hair: No.<br />
[x] Stolen anything: Nope.<br />
<br />
-----------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------<br />
[x] Flown on a plane: Yup.<br />
[x] Missed school because it was raining? Yup.<br />
[x] Told a guy/girl that you liked them?: A few times.<br />
[x] Cried during a Movie?: Yes.<br />
[x] Ever thought an animated character was hot?: ...<br />
[x] Had an imaginary friend: A few<br />
[x] Cut your hair: Often.<br />
[x] Had crush on a teacher?: No.<br />
[x] Been caught "doing something": Once or twice.<br />
[x] Been called a tease: Yes.<br />
[x] Gotten beaten up?: Nope.<br />
[x] Been in a fight: No.<br />
[x] Shoplifted: No.<br />
-----------------THE FUTURE------------------<br />
[x] Age you hope to be married: Before I die.<br />
[x] Numbers of Children: 1<br />
[x] Descibe your Dream Wedding: So long as it's NOT in a church I don't care at the moment.<br />
[x] How do you want to die?: In some horribly gorey way.<br />
[x] What do you want to be when you grow up?: Alive.<br />
[x] What country would you most like to visit?: Romania<br />
<br />
-----------------NUMBER OF-----------------<br />
[x] Number of Boyfriends/Girlfriends: 6<br />
[x] Number of drugs taken illegally: 1<br />
[x] Number of people I could trust with my life: 0<br />
[x] Number of CDs that I own: 20<br />
[x] Number of piercing: 5<br />
[x] Number of tattoos: 0<br />
[x] Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper? 0<br />
[x] Number of scars on my body: Not a bloody clue.<br />
<br />
----------------FAVORITES------------------<br />
[x] Shampoo: Down Under Naturals.<br />
[x] Fav Colours: Crimson.<br />
[x] Day/Night: Night.<br />
[x] Summer/Winter: Summer.<br />
[x] Lace or Satin: Satin.<br />
[x] Fave Cartoon: Happy Tree Friends.<br />
[x] Fave Food: Steak and veggies.<br />
[x] Fave Movie: Gladiator.<br />
[x] Fave sport: Soccer.<br />
<br />
----------------RIGHT NOW------------------<br />
[x] Right Now Wearing: Jeans and a t-shirt.<br />
[x]drinking?: Nothing.<br />
[x] Thinking about: 'Why is it so damn cold in here.'<br />
[x] Listening to: Filthee - Otep<br />
<br />
---------------IN THE LAST 24 HRS------------------<br />
[x] Cried: No.<br />
[x] Worn jeans: Yup.<br />
[x] Met someone new: No.<br />
[x] Done laundry: No.<br />
[x] Drove a car: Nope.<br />
<br />
---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN--------------<br />
[x] Yourself: Rarely.<br />
[x] Your friends: A few. <br />
[x] Santa Claus: No.<br />
[x] Tooth Fairy: No.<br />
[x] Destiny/fate: No.<br />
[x] Ghosts: That would require a page of explanation, but yes.<br />
[x] UFO's: How can I if they're unidentified?<br />
[x] God: God was created to explain things stupid people couldn't.<br />
<br />
------------FRIENDS AND LIFE------------------<br />
[x] Do you ever wish you had another name?: Often.<br />
[x] Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?: No.<br />
[x] Do you like anyone?: Not at the moment.<br />
[x] Are you close to any family member?: My sister.<br />
[x] What's the best feeling in the world?: Ignorance.<br />
[x] What's the worst feeling in the world?: Wakefulness.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>FUCK YOU ALL!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 21:11:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just cause I feel like it. I'm tired of this shit. I keep getting a depressed type of feeling, like I'm not whole, and I know I'm not. I'm not being me, I'm being who other people want me to be. I'm more polite now, I dress differently, I don't listen to MY music anymore, it blows. I remember a while back when I really didn't give a shit, I wore what I wanted, I listened to what I wanted, I was considerded a man whore by many, I was considered an asshole by many more, I fuckin' miss that. Pissing people off makes me happy, playing with dead animals makes me happy, piercings, tattoos, sex, booze, generally unpleasant and disturbing things make me fucking happy. SO why am I not indulging in such things? Because people are fucking difficult to deal with. I stopped because I was tired of always being rejected for being me, I was tired of not being able to just fit in, and now I miss not fitting in. I need to find places where I don't have to fit in, to fit in. Thank you Kris and SG...Life sucks and I like it that way. Get ready for change. ]]></description>
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                <title>ZZZZ...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 03:53:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SO GOD DAMN BORED...some one shoot me. Like seriously, I'm almost at the point of asking someone to kick me in the nuts just for a change of pace. But, I only have one full day left, and I'm homeward bound. So yes, just a lil rant to pass the time...slap or laugh at me, just do something, SO BORED!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>FUCKIN' EH!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Apr 2006 13:47:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ AMAZING DAY! First, I had a ton of beer at a party, I got Crime of the Century, from my host family, and.... I GOT INTO THE COLLEGE I WANTED!!!! Thats right, I got into the gonk for both programs I applied to. Holy fuck, you know, usually I don't think I'd have spazed about getting in, but I seriously fucked up last year in highschool, so this is amazing. So happy, 3 days left till I go home, I get an awesome album, and I get in...ok I'm getting repetitive. *does a lil dance* FUCKIN' EH!!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>NYAH!! XD!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 05:37:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FUCK YOU LEGAL DRINKING AGE!!! Cuz I don't need to worry no more, cuz I'm finally old enough to buy my own booze! And you know what that means...drunk more often! Friends, once I get home I do believe I am goin to have a party of my very own. So make yourselves available, unless you feel like being hurt.<br />
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In other news, ONE FUCKING WEEK LEFT! GOODBYE FRENCHIES! Home to the best place...well best country, and to the best people in the universe, those who decide to put up with me! Miss you all so much, and you know I mean it. See you all soon!<br />
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Ciao ]]></description>
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                <title>I need a beer...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2006 10:51:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok so that went surprisingly well...<br />
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Someone came up to me today and told me that I was an alcoholic. I didn't even know this frenchie, it was odd. So I proceded to explain the difference between an alcoholic and a drunk. They got very confused. I enjoyed it very much...so much so, that I felt like having a beer to celebrate...mind you, I'm always in the mood for a beer aren't I? Oh well, I can admit that I'm a drunk, and i have no problem with it. I enjoy booze-a-hol, and there ain't nothin' nobody can do 'bout it! lol Any who, in a surprisingly good mood, no clue why, it might be becasue I feel confident for once...I like this...anywho, I'm off to hunt down that elusive, good french beer. Ciao for now. ]]></description>
                <author>~disobedient-slave</author>
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                <title>Crap...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2006 06:11:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, so I fucked up again and only now, a week later, am I realizing it. It's a commonly known fact, among my friends anyways, that I drink when I write. Usually it all turns out good, I get a new piece down on paper, I sleep, and I'm happy. This time however, I apparently asked someone something I shouldn't have. Normally I don't worry, but this time it's gonna come kick me in the ass, more than likely, in the literal sense of the phrase. It used to be, when I did something like this, I'd just work it out in my own little way, and usually it'd get messy, but I'd end up on top, more or less. This time, I'd really like to skip the mess, and go straight to being done with it, and I don't really care whether I end up on top or not, thing is, I've no bloody clue how to do this. So...crap. Help or laugh, don't care...just get me more booze. ]]></description>
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                <title>People...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 01:05:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes people, my favorite thing to hate. Why? Because they suck. Why do they suck? Becasue I fucking say so...and because I'm surrounded by french ones. ]]></description>
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                <title>WTF...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Mar 2006 05:51:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Europeans are fucking insane...I was reading a magazine about the drug problem in Europe, the top five most popular drugs were: Cocaine, Heroine, LSD, Magic Mushrooms and Punk. Ok I understood the first four, but what is punk? <br />
Punk: A joint, laced with special K...Why? Why would one lace a relaxing drug with a super relaxing halucinogen? WTF is wrong with these people?<br />
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In other news, our school was on strike today. No, not the teachers, the students. They baracaded the doors, and stayed outside all day, in the pouring rain. Ok a lil odd, but apparently for a good cause (which i didn't bother to find out), but this afternoon, the sun came out, and people got happier, and created hippy circles. Sitting around, smiling, pacing a joint around in one case, and singing songs. Fata, you would have gone berserk on these tree huggin lil bastards(and they are tree huggers, you can't go to any super market here and buy something that isn't a health food in one way or another, or talk to someone who isn't for all out saving of the environment). I dislike hippies. There was the plus side of me not having to go to class today though, and apparently they plan on doing it tomorrow too. NO CLASS! ]]></description>
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                <title>Blah...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Mar 2006 03:03:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been one of those mornings... you know, the kind where you wake up and your still tired but theres no way in hell you're going back to sleep. You're body is all mushy, and ur brains is in a quasi-zombie esk type state. Blah...i don't like it.<br />
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In other news, i have a big ass bruise on my right hand, that hurts like a bitch. I was juggling with my rings yesterday, and one of them shmuked me, edge first on my right thumb. They're so much kooler than balls, but so much more painful. Oh and i think i'm gonna fail. Fail what, you ask? My online courses that i'm supposed to be doing to stay in france. You need to be registered as a student to take part in the program, but i honestly couldn't a flying rats ass. All the shit they're giving me is retarded, i swear, if this is what they're teaching country wide, we are one fucking dumb country. It's fucking insulting. I mean seriously, it's grade 12 english, and they're asking us to pick out the action words in sentences. WTF!!!!!! Ok, so that made me feel better. Still not gonna do the work tho...i mean seriously, would you? ]]></description>
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                <title>random...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 05:16:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Do you know how funny it is to watch a cat try to walk in 2 feet of snow? Very, thats how. Two steps, and no more kitty! lol. So yes, france is not a fun country...ppl suck, the food is surprisingly not so good, and the weather is totally fucked up. Rain, no snow, nope its sunny...op look at that its snowing again...then nothing...no snow, no rain, no sun...then every thing at once. Mind you the winter here is one hell of alot less cold then back home...they bundle up as much as they can at -10, lol pussies. I can't wait to get home and go to work. Yes, I would rather be working than in france, and I still have to wait another month and a half to go home....CRAP. ]]></description>
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                <title>DO IT!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 03:07:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I command that any and all who read this journal, report as quickly as possible to <a href="http://crookedsixpence.deviantart.com">[link]</a> . Or I'll have a thousand pirates come take a bath in your kitchen sink!<br />
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Yes I know, you're thinking I've lost my mind...and I'm thinking that you're a lil slow. But this is wonnerful stuff people, it made me squeel...I havn't squeeled since, the GTA episode of VGCats. So, if it's good enough to make me squeel, you know that there has got to be something good about it...SO DO IT!! Or...www.skary.net ]]></description>
                <author>~disobedient-slave</author>
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                <title>New Avvie!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2006 10:14:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Milo2 is amazing. Lurves her...groovy friend that one...Very happy with my new av, so I thought I'd say so...I'm very happy with my new avatar. ]]></description>
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                <title>Good Morning (usually a contradiction of terms)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2006 02:01:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Freakin eh! first, i wake to a free sub, then i find out that the family i'm staying with has a cam! this has been a groovy morn. Ok so what this means, a) i will have more devs up shortly b) i have to find and beat the preson reponsible for this sub...in the most loving way possible, of course.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Av</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 12:11:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok looking at that lil green square was pissin me off, so theres a temporary one...yup thats all ]]></description>
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                <title>Le Moi</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 05:59:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, so I logged on the other day and realized how empty my account seemed, and vowed to do something about it. As I am in France at the moment, there will be no photos coming anytime soon, but I do intend on gettin some drawings up...I'm now looking at how mqny people actually watch this account and am realizing how pointless this journal might be. Oh well, it's something to do. ]]></description>
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