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                <title>Wow</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 21:06:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow, it has been literally forever since I came on here. o_O<br />Update time!<br />Wednesday of next week I'm hopping a Greyhound to Texas to see Nick (my boyfriend). Should be fun, but it's broken my bank account. *sigh*<br />I just turned 19.<br />My '86 Mustang is almost drivable.<br />Other than that my life is boring lol.<br />-K<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Poetry from my AllPoetry account</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 12:10:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ He Wiped Your Scars Away<br />Once upon a time, I was a happy little girl<br />And the way I lived was seeing joy in all the world<br />Then one day I realized that there were bad things too<br />It happened long ago and it happened because of you<br /><br />You took me by the hand and you told me I was pretty<br />I should never have trusted you when you gave me no pity<br />You used me as your plaything for your own twisted desires<br />The way I see the world now is just a sphere hosting liars<br /><br />I used to never cry at night and fall asleep in tears<br />I didn't flinch at all mens' voices because of old fears<br />You took the smiles that I gave to everyone I trusted<br />Replacing them with twisted sneers- my face feels like it's rusted.<br /><br />I look into my mirror now and see the woman's pain<br />I'm only seventeen, but I'll never be a child again<br />You might have ruined me forever if God had not intervened<br />And sent me an angel to polish my tarnished heart to a bright sheen<br /><br />Beyond the pain I see a strength I've never seen before<br />You made me into someone that I hated and abhorred<br />Now that scarred and broken girl is resting peacefully<br />She has been healed and repaired and transformed into me<br /><br />My guardian angel protects me now from memories of fear<br />He stands watch over all my dreams, his strength is always here<br />His influence over my outlook gives my healed heart wings<br />My Battlefield Justice giver has made me a new thing.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dangerous Seas<br />Siren calling<br />Sailor falling<br />A helpless man surrenders<br />Drawn towards pretty embers<br />Strumming<br />Thrumming<br />Fingers nimble across harp<br />Ships wrecked, rocks sharp<br />Treachery and deceit<br />Wrecking mighty fleet<br />Lone survivors beg<br />Reaching towards legs<br />Hoping to acquire aid<br />Killed by malicious maid<br />Shredding<br />Threading<br />His teeth onto a chain<br />Start all over once again<br />Sailor falling<br />Siren calling.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Just Not Here<br />Tonight I'm sitting at a computer screen<br />Watching you smile on a webcam<br />It seems just yesterday you said goodbye to me<br />Now it's just another day alone with my grief<br />This is my life when you're gone, love<br />I'm so tired of saying goodbye to you<br /><br />And I hate that tonight<br />My pillow is wet with tears<br />And I'm sleeping in the shirt<br />That you left over here<br />I'm cuddling with the bear<br />That you gave me last year<br />And no matter what I do<br />You're just not here<br /><br />She's standing at a graveside stone<br />Watching her grandpa through the tears<br />It seems just last week he taught her to drive a boat<br />And now he's gone forever<br />Her grandma is going to be alone<br />She knows death came too soon<br />Looks up at the sky, his star always shone<br />But that star has exploded tonight<br /><br />I hate that tonight<br />My pillow is wet with tears<br />And I'm holding the shirt<br />That you left for me here<br />I'm hugging the old bear<br />You gave me for my first year<br />And no matter what they say<br />You are just not here<br /><br />He's running down a beaten dirt road<br />And I'm staring with love and bliss<br />We waited so long for that<br />Now miles cut me off from your kiss<br /><br />And I hate that each night<br />My pillow is wet with tears<br />And I sleep in that shirt<br />It still smells like you, dear<br />I'm hugging tight the bear<br />You told me could hear<br />And I tell it that I love you<br />Cause you're just not here.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>all of these are by justin</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 22:58:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ......jealousy<br />
<br />
<br />
the tears roll down my cheeks as i think about the past<br />
knowing someone held you before me someone heard you tell them you loved them<br />
knowing you thought you found the one before you found me<br />
the pain of knowing you held someone before you held me<br />
you kissed them before me<br />
the thoughts race through my head and tears flood my face like a broken dam<br />
the jealousy kills me<br />
knowing you were in love before<br />
i try to block it out but it gets stronger every second<br />
i curl up tight wishing to end this knowing you're my only cure but also knowing your heart once lay with another man<br />
knowing you cherished another<br />
the jealousy kills me i wish i wasn't this way but all i can do is cry thinking about the past<br />
<br />
==========================================<br />
<br />
[ i lay staring into your eyes lost in awe of your beauty ]<br />
<br />
i lay staring into your eyes lost in awe of your beauty<br />
i stare into those brown eyes seeing my future unfolding before me<br />
i close my eyes and let out a small cry of joy as i open them and you're still laying there staring with your beautiful smile<br />
we hold each other tight and i whisper "yours forever dearest one" and smile and you put your hand on top of mine and whisper "thank you"<br />
i kiss you softly and feel the sweet rush of love from your lips<br />
we are wrapped up in our plans of our perfect happy ever after<br />
i feel the salty sweet tear of joy roll down my cheek as i'm overwhelmed with happiness<br />
i hold the world in my arms running one hand through your long brown hair<br />
my heart beats your name and beats even faster as you lean forward for a kiss<br />
then i lose my breath as our lips touch<br />
i mumble "my lover"<br />
and you mumble "always" and i smile as your cheeks turn rosy crimson <br />
<br />
============================================<br />
<br />
your guardian angel<br />
<br />
i pick up the phone my heart is racing my palms are sweating and i don't know what to do<br />
you're the perfect girl the perfect angel and i love u so<br />
i hear your voice and freak out with joy letting my love flow out<br />
you give me a high you make me so happy i wanna cry my emotions over flow and i just wanna shout<br />
you're the best thing to ever happen to me you're the only person to give me such glee<br />
you'ry my anael my venus my heart my joy my life my love<br />
you're everything i ever wanted and everything i'll ever need<br />
i'll promise to love and care for you and never do you wrong my baby girl<br />
i'll always protect you and never forsake you<br />
i've never felt this feeling before my whole body is tingling so could this be love<br />
i drop to my knees and thank the Lord each and every day for sending me to you as your guardian angel<br />
i'll wrap my arms around you and will let no harm come to you you're my girl and my love<br />
come to me to always feel safe come to me to always get away<br />
i'll always be here for you my love i'll always be your guardian angel<br />
so baby rest your head on my chest and fall asleep no one will harm you while you're in my arms<br />
i'll kiss your forehead and whisper my love into your ear<br />
i'll stroke your hair and hold you tight<br />
i'll be here in the morning waiting for my beautiful angel to wake up<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Is it enough....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 22:33:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I try to speak the words that my heart screams unheard is it enough<br />
I try to explain that you're the one I want to be holding when I take my last breath is it enough<br />
I try to tell you that my love is true and that I'll never leave is it enough<br />
I reach out for you knowing I can't yet hold you so I try to comfort you with my words is it enough<br />
My body aches to hold you my heart screams to love you is it enough<br />
I think of you all day and come home to tell you how dear you are to me is it enough<br />
I come to you with nothing to give but my black torn heart is it enough<br />
You fill my dreams and you are the angel in my nightmares- I wake to look over and see the bed empty where you should lay and wish only to see you there is it enough<br />
I want to wrap you in my arms and never say goodbye is that enough<br />
I'll hold you and watch you fall asleep and kiss you softly whispering my love to you is it enough<br />
I'll fight back my tears and stand strong to show you I can handle anything as long as you're at my side is it enough<br />
I'll give you all I have and work all day to see that one smile is it enough<br />
I'll fight off anything that threatens you and make sure you receive no harm ever again is that enough<br />
I'll give you forever is it enough<br />
Please tell me baby...is it enough<br />
<br />
<br />
-by Justin Passmore<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>sad days lately</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 10:00:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://a613.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/30/l_140715a4e143c211c762f4a3764c38f4.jpg" alt="I miss him <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />" /><br />
<br />
<img src="http://a624.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/25/l_94ae41caffde7400d9d718387f6848cf.jpg" alt="His arms fit me perfectly" /><br />
<br />
<br />
The jpegs are there.... idk why they willnot work >.< ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Can somebody help me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 14:50:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Is it possible to embed photos in journal entries? I'm thinking Sid or Moh will know this.... please help meh :]<br />
-Kellzorz ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Wooooooooooooo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 09:07:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yeah.<br />
A lot has happened lately.<br />
Mostly good thankfully ^_^<br />
I've been babysitting my niece for the last few weeks.<br />
My boyfriend and I are still going strong :3 He's going to buy a motorcycle soon.<br />
Life's good!!!<br />
Welp I will try to get off my lazy bum and do more art soon, I promise.<br />
Loff you all :3<br />
Kelly<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Linkage</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 05:02:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Find the <a href="http://www.lost.eu/52f9f">[link]</a> and click it if you can <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
Sunday, June Third, Two Thousand Seven<br />
Kelly Boal<br />
<br />
Spellbound smile<br />
Phone dial<br />
My sweet agony, so long<br />
Give way to magic's song<br />
Flying,<br />
Crying<br />
Your name so loud-<br />
Your smile so proud!<br />
Arms wrapped tight,<br />
A <a>soulful</a> sight.<br />
Two lovers here<br />
Holding so dear<br />
Their faces are wet<br />
Crying joy, no regret<br />
Kissing,<br />
Blissing,<br />
How our love has grown<br />
From the seed we've sown!<br />
Phone dial...<br />
Spellbound smile.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>USA Today</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 18:07:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thirteen stripes, fifty stars<br />
Teenage mothers and titty bars<br />
Morals forsaken and high crime rate<br />
No prayer in school, children unsafe<br />
Gunmen abound and people will kill<br />
Children are murderers, teens pop pills<br />
This shows the state America is in<br />
Yet it's ignored in the State of the Union<br />
<br />
Child abuse and domestic violence<br />
Anger and road rage, none of it makes sense<br />
Churches are burned and people drive drunk<br />
Rapists forgiven since they can slam dunk<br />
Disrespected teachers, havoc in our streets<br />
People bashing soldiers, adultery discreet<br />
America the Beautiful is bleeding on the floor<br />
And we her people kick her and then walk out the door.<br />
<br />
Fights in the schools and petty theft<br />
Sex on TV, there's no innocence left<br />
Rioting protesters, intolerant jerks<br />
Perversion and horridness passed off as "quirks"<br />
Porn seen by children, pedophiles free<br />
Millions of murders each year on TV<br />
Still our flag flies in the breeze<br />
Watching, surely, with much unease.<br />
<br />
Schools in California fly the Mexican flag<br />
Fred Phelps' hate group, "God Hates Fags"<br />
Nobody cares that the marriage rate's down<br />
It's no shock Lincoln's statue wears a frown<br />
Cars have flag stickers wrong side up<br />
Panhandlers on corners, holding a paper cup<br />
Veterans are disappointed and I'm seeing why<br />
The state I see my nation in makes me want to cry<br />
<br />
Date rape, meth, and crack-cocaine<br />
Hope and Faith inch down the drain<br />
Disrespect for our nation as a whole<br />
THE UNITED STATES IS LOSING ITS SOUL!<br />
Our enemies are surely seeing this<br />
They lie in wait, and their nukes will not miss<br />
America, please, I am begging you to see<br />
That we were once so very great. That's how we need to be.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>*shimmy shimmy shake shake*</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 01:57:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yeah.... im bored. <br />
._.<br />
LETS DANCE<br />
*shakes her groove thang*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>i need you here beside me...</title>
                <link>http://in-memorial.deviantart.com/journal/13018635/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 21:28:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ something terrible has happened<br />
and my heart feels like somebody is stepping on it<br />
and im crying so hard that my glasses are fogged<br />
and i think<br />
i might die tonight.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>WHAT THE HELL.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 02:03:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My dad grounded me for NOT WANTING TO WATCH A MOVIE.<br />
<br />
Oh my God.<br />
<br />
(Yeah, I know, "If you're grounded how are you on the internet?" Luckily for me he's too lazy to get up at the time I do.)<br />
<br />
This is insanity.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>That funky funky boogaloo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 05:36:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In **'s is the Drill Instructor<br />
In ()'s is the platoon<br />
<br />
*That funky funky boogaloo!*<br />
(That funky funky boogaloo)<br />
*I can do it, so can yo-ou!*<br />
(I can do it so can yo-ou)<br />
<br />
Whooo! CADENCES. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
Here's my superfantastic favorite one:<br />
<br />
*If you like your pussy tight, stomp your left and drag your right!*<br />
(Stomp, drag, stomp, drag)<br />
*If you like their asses round, let me hear that Navy sound!*<br />
(HOOYAH, HOOYAH)<br />
*If you like their titties large, let me know who is in charge!*<br />
(CHIEF BOAL, CHIEF BOAL!!!)<br />
<br />
<br />
Believe it or not, that IS an actual cadence.<br />
<br />
Scary innit?<br />
<br />
HOOYAH! NAVY CANES BITCHES!<br />
~*Cadet CPO Boal*~<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>MRAH!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 20:30:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think I'm having an aneurysm.<br />
<br />
Three.<br />
<br />
Boys.<br />
<br />
Asked.<br />
<br />
Me.<br />
<br />
Out.<br />
<br />
In.<br />
<br />
The.<br />
<br />
Last.<br />
<br />
Ten.<br />
<br />
Minutes.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
AND I TURNED THEM ALL DOWN.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
*takes three sleeping pills and stumbles to the couch*<br />
<br />
Goodnight.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Damn alarm. &gt;_O</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2007 00:47:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It is 3:12 am... do YOU know what YOUR cell phone's alarm is doing?<br />
<br />
Cause mine is going off.<br />
<br />
I usually keep it set to go off at either 5 am or 5:30 am, but it has taken upon itself to go off two hors early. And since I keep it in my bra at night so I can hear it very clearly on those occasions I'm sleeping like the dead (sorry to those of you saying "TMI!!!" right now) it's guaranteed to wake me  up, and then it won't go off again and I miss my bus and get grounded.<br />
<br />
I'm very tired right now, so I'm sorry if this doesn't make much sense.... after all, it IS 3:40 in the morning.<br />
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />
<br />
On a (slightly) related note,<br />
*~*~*~*~*~Happy DeviantArt Birthday Devan!~*~*~*~*~*~*<br />
Yay!<br />
<a href="http://jaieratyi.deviantart.com/">Spoon Lass </a> is teh SH!T and you should go give her lots of nice comments and pageviews and things. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
She's been my best friend since our freshman year, and we tear it up in our Chorus class, so from one Cutlery Crew-member to the Head Cutlery Crew-member.....<br />
WE LUBZ JOO GIRL<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Military Ball!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 20:39:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OH MY GOD!!! This year's Military Ball was SO FREAKING FUN. After we did all the awards and stuff, which I got 14 of, we all ran for the dance floor and started having fun. I got Guerrero's attention when I started to Salsa to "Lean Back", and our unit's Commanding Officer and I had a dance-off (which I won with my white-girl shake lol).<br />
<br />
What can I say?<br />
<br />
My booty likes to move it move it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
<br />
<3333333, (now officially) Chief Boal<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Writing a rap is easy....</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 08:46:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm sitting tonight with a fight in my mind<br />
I have a mission<br />
And a fission<br />
In my sight and my heart<br />
I make art<br />
Of my pain<br />
I tried not to regain<br />
My recollections<br />
Imperfections<br />
And the hurt that they bring<br />
You're my king....<br />
It's not right<br />
Not quite nice<br />
But then here comes my knight<br />
Or that's what I had thought<br />
Dreamed he fought<br />
And I sought <br />
For his love and acceptance<br />
And his unrepentance<br />
Broke my heart yet again<br />
In my pain<br />
I can't call his name<br />
Cause there's something about him<br />
That makes me cry in the rain<br />
This is so fucking funny<br />
Days are sunny<br />
Clouds of smoke make me choke<br />
I've not spoke in three days now you know<br />
And it hurts<br />
All his words<br />
They resound in my head<br />
I feel dreads in my hair <br />
Cause lately I don't care<br />
Been wearing the same clothes<br />
Getting sick, runny nose<br />
From the tears all night long<br />
Lack of sleep, lack of songs<br />
Lack of "nothing is wrong"<br />
Here I sit<br />
Like a bitch<br />
Full of shit<br />
Full of bits of his lies<br />
Compromised<br />
And now I'm left outside<br />
Tears I've cried<br />
Useless now<br />
I see how<br />
This goes down<br />
As a frown on my face, out of place<br />
Never knew before you how one word could have altered my pace.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>oh no</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 02:42:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Where before have I heard myself saying "I'm sorry" to someone who wouldn't talk to me....<br />
<br />
Please God don't make him my second David...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO HARD TO BE MAD AT HIM?!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 18:22:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ DAMMIT!!!!!<br />
<br />
I hate this so much.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm gonna go put on my grandpa's flannel shirt and cry while listening to Kids In The Way now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Gunwomen and Maturity</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 14:33:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today a girl at my school brought a rifle to school with her.<br />
An AIR rifle. -_-"<br />
I was locked up in my ROTC building with a bunch of hyperventilating IDIOTS because some stupid chick decided to try and get away with bringing a Daisy to GHS.<br />
WTF.<br />
<br />
And as for the miffed friend I mentioned in the previous journal....<br />
He's mad at me for something so inane I can hardly believe it. Apparently I inadvertently used a word that has negative associations with females for him, which really sucks because I was quoting something he's said to me before. (IDK why but I love to quote people at themselves..... seems to make them get my point better. But not in this case.) So now I'm just kinda sitting here like "WHAT?!" and listening to ironic songs. <br />
<br />
This has just been the most ludicrous day I've ever had.<br />
<br />
And it's starting to really PISS ME THE FUCK OFF!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>I dunno what I did</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 02:36:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm pretty sad right now.... last night I was talking to a good friend of mine about random stuff on IM (I think we were discussing food????) and all of a sudden he kinda got mad and left.<br />
<br />
......<br />
<br />
It made me cry...<br />
<br />
There's NOTHING that hurts me worse than making somebody I love mad and not knowing how I can fix it, so if he reads this...<br />
<br />
I'm sorry. Please tell me what I did so I can make it right....<br />
<br />
-kelly<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>CHIEF KELLY :D</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 13:06:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am a Chief Petty Officer now ^_^<br />
Wooooooooooo! Go me! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
And I'm pretty damn happy, too.<br />
(Don't yell at me for saying damn. Freedom of speech, motherfuckers!)<br />
Love,<br />
Chief Boal<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Dining In TONIGHT</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 02:34:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okies, so, tonight my ROTC unit will be having this icy ceremony deal called Dining In. It's where the chiefs and officers basically tease the fuck out of the Chief Wannabe's (that's me and all the other second-years) and then tell them the Chief Petty Officer's Creed and I THINK after that we get promoted to Chief Petty Officer.<br />
It should be exceedingly nifteh. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Okay..... well...... It's 5:30, so I'm going to go. I'm tired.<br />
<333,<br />
(Soon-to-be-Chief)Kelly(Boal)<br />
<br />
<br />
"Anchors aweigh, my boys, anchors aweigh<br />
Farewell to college joys, we sail at break of day-ay-ay-ay,<br />
Through our last night onshore, drink to the foam<br />
Until we meet once more, here's wishing you a happy voyage home!"<br />
          -Anchors Aweigh<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>*patented happy dance* Wooo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 16:40:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Can ya dance the Hippogriff, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah!<br />
<br />
Hee hee. ^_^<br />
<br />
Oh em gee. I bought two new Sharpies today. If I can lay hands on my dad's digital camera or figure out how to take stillshots with my webcam, I will put up pictures of my luvvly "tattoos" later tonight. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
<br />
Until then, I sit here and pathetically wait for a guy who probably doesn't even want to talk to me to get on Yahoo IM. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
...... grah.<br />
<br />
Lovelovelove,<br />
Kelly<br />
<br />
PS- THE NEW QUESTIONABLE CONTENT COMIC IS HILARIOUS! But only if you've read all of them and know the backstory.<br />
<a href="http://www.questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=1">Here's a link to # 1!</a> Go absorb a subculture! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
(Faye is so much like me, except with slightly more issues.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>I hate the way I feel inside.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 13:48:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't understand what my problem is. I really don't.<br />
I drank a liter of Mountain Dew for breakfast, so for most of today I was hyper and happy, and even though my back hurts I got my friend Jake to give me a massage. <br />
Which was very nice of him. (Yay Jake)<br />
But then whenever I turned on my iPod for the trek to my next class, the damned shuffle would inevitably land on some song that makes me want to maim someone.<br />
Or cry.<br />
Which is what I did on the bus ride home, huddled up in the corner of my seat.<br />
It's been a long couple of days, I can tell you that much.<br />
<br />
~kelly~<br />
<br />
"Cause I hate the way I feel tonight<br />
And I know I need you in my life<br />
Yeah, I hate the way I feel inside<br />
Though I promised to make a sacrifice...."<br />
          -12 Stones, The Way I Feel<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>Actual drawn sh!t up soon :)</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 13:47:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I drew a pretty kitty today at school. As soon as Dev-Dev's computer is fixed she will scan it for me. If that takes too long for my impatient self I will thieveify my dad's camera and take a picture of it.<br />
<br />
It is verreh cute. ^_^<br />
<br />
<333, Kelly<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Always</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 20:30:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .... hearing your bones<br />
SNAP<br />
.... seeing your blood<br />
FLOW<br />
.... staring at you<br />
DEAD<br />
.... feeling my heart<br />
CRUSH.<br />
<br />
.... watching your head<br />
FALL<br />
.... hearing myself<br />
SCREAM<br />
.... feeling my feet<br />
RUN<br />
.... holding my head<br />
UP.<br />
<br />
.... standing by your<br />
GRAVE<br />
.... singing your favorite<br />
SONG<br />
.... breaking down into<br />
TEARS<br />
.... laying in my<br />
BED<br />
.... wishing I was<br />
DEAD<br />
.... so I could be with<br />
YOU<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
ALWAYS.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
  Why<br />
      Has<br />
        This<br />
            Happened...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>"Oh Em Gee! Nice car!" -_-"</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 08:11:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This commercial for the "new and improved" Toyota Camry makes me mad.<br />
It proceeds like so:<br />
<br />
[Lady on the phone, peering out her window to the street where we see several cars parallel-parked] I was nervous enough about a blind date, but you just not showing up...<br />
[Cut to a man, parked in his shiny new car on the street outside her house, talking on his cell phone] I'm here! I'm in a Toyota Camry.<br />
[Lady] I don't see a Toyota Camry. Is this some kind of game? Cause I don't like games. I *love* the Bingo, but I don't like games.<br />
[Man] It's not a game! Oh- sorry, it's a NEW Toyota Camry.<br />
[Lady, frustrated] For the last time, I don't see a Toyota Camry!<br />
[Man, clearly fed up] It's been fun. [Drives off]<br />
[Lady] Oh, now I see it! Oh, gosh... Nice car!<br />
[Cut to the man driving off and closing his phone]<br />
[Lady] Call me!<br />
<br />
The thing that angers me about this commercial is that it portrays the woman as stupid (which I can readily admit that some women ARE) and that it's OK for a man to basically sit out in his car and honk the horn to signal to his date that she can come out and get in the car.<br />
Gentlemen, please, act as gentlemen. Knock on the door. Escort her to the car. (I'm not talking strew rose petals in front of her and throw yourself onto puddles so her shoes don't get wet. Just walk beside her for God's sake!) You don't have to open the car door for her, though you'd get major good-boy points for that. Just PLEASE.... be a gentleman. It ain't hard.<br />
<br />
And to all the gentlemen in this world who behave properly, I thank you from the bottom of my romantic's heart and wish I had met you- for, unfortunately, all the males I come in contact with (with the exception of a few of my male teachers) are more like boys than gentlemen. Please, keep up the magnificent work.... we females of the species will inherently appreciate it. If there are no immediate results, keep trucking- when the ladies in your life mature enough to realize what a catch you really and truly are, you will have to find a gentlemanly way to beat them off with a stick.<br />
<br />
Many thanks.<br />
~Kelly<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Love</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 03:15:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Love,<br />
Is it all that you want?<br />
Is it everything you hoped for?<br />
Love,<br />
Is it more than the word <br />
That you use when you look at her?"<br />
     -Love, Kids In The Way<br />
<br />
What is love? In your opinion, in my opinion, in my experience..... anything.<br />
<br />
I think love..... is what I feel for him.<br />
<br />
~*Kelly*~<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~in-memorial</author>
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                <title>To make Devan happy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 06:43:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK, Dev-Dev, you told me I should get a DeviantArt account, and to make you (and Siddharth, whose name I probably misspelled) happy..... Here I am! *Da-da-da-DA*<br />
:3<br />
OK.<br />
Byez.<br />
~*Kelly*~<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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