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                <title>IT PAINS!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 09:10:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok, the title's kinda exaggerated<br />but i have been having a hard time with my chest. it kinda hurts and ive been blaming it to bad posture caused by sleeping in sofas.<br />But it doesnt feel like that anymore, so i'm gonna have it checked out on wed. <br /><br />im hell scared ...even backout on getting drunk tonight.<br /><br />On the good side of things ive been enjoying a bunch of indie comic books, i got "amazing joy buzzards, summer blonde, lost at sea, scott pilgrim, and spider-man loves mary jane" (ok, spiderman aint so indie). <br />For some reason their all sappy books that wasn't intentional<br /><br />On the work side..i just finished directing my first commercial and preproding my second one. fun fun!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>comp</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 11:28:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ you fit in my puzzle.<br />i dont fit in yours.<br /><br />sucks big time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Do not go there</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 09:59:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There are reasons why instinct tells you not to do certain things.<br />Today I went against instict, and got what i deserved.<br /><br />A reality check<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>new year in the hizzy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 23:24:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ penniless days are over for now. getting ready for a vacation.<br />
not going anywhere, im just gonna bum in my house for 2 months. <br />
(and i wish i really do this time...last time i tried that i ended up working after 2 weeks)<br />
<br />
This year was a complete mess.. i lost track of a lot of things so yah, i need this vacation and do damage control.<br />
<br />
theres a lot of things in my life that i seem to forget. If it weren't for other people I don't think id remember them.<br />
like, everything before grade 5.<br />
or how my friend crashed his car on our front gate in drunk stupor.<br />
or how my ex happend (no ones seen that so i have no idea how).<br />
and things i planned to do this year that was supposed to make my year worth it.<br />
<br />
they're happy memories and sometimes really important memories, it really sucks that i couldn't bring them to mind every time i want to. I guess i'll blame it on being such a detached person. if im here my mind wanders there. and if im there my mind wanders here. <br />
what kinda shit is that anyway.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sorry mak, Today aint the day.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 00:19:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mishaps has been non stop since june. jeezus! they just keep leading to another. and im sure im not even close to the end of it.<br />
and going around with 0 cash is kinda scary.<br />
my gahd, whats happening to me<br />
<br />
I finally got money last week (after being bankrupt for a while) and asked mau to deposit it to my ATM account.<br />
then my ATM got lost in the process, so i froze the account for safety,<br />
and prepared an afidavit of loss. but i couldnt get the card coz i dont have enough cash to pay for the<br />
lost ATM fee thing. coz all my money was inside the ATM.<br />
got through a week walking around town with 0 cash or any access to it.<br />
and thank the lord that i have a restaurant that can feed me for free.<br />
then yesterday i got checks from projects. (AH FINALLY SPENDING MONEY)<br />
then today as i tried encashing it i found out that my driver's license has been expired for a year. <br />
hence i couldn't encash my checks for lack of valid IDs. <br />
bank teller told me to deposit it to my account. (which i cant coz its frozen)<br />
now i need to find money so i could renew my ID, or get my lost ATM processed.<br />
so I could deposit my money and wait 3 days so i could get my money.<br />
and hopefully start living normal again and end my STUPID. FUCKING. YEAR!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sorry mak, Today aint the day.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 00:18:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mishaps has been non stop since june. jeezus! they just keep leading to another. and im sure im not even close to the end of it.<br />
and going around with 0 cash is kinda scary.<br />
my gahd, whats happening to me<br />
<br />
I finally got money last week (after being bankrupt for a while) and asked mau to deposit it to my ATM account.<br />
then my ATM got lost in the process, so i froze the account for safety,<br />
and prepared an afidavit of loss. but i couldnt get the card coz i dont have enough cash to pay for the<br />
lost ATM fee thing. coz all my money was inside the ATM.<br />
got through a week walking around town with 0 cash or any access to it.<br />
then yesterday i got checks from projects. (AH FINALLY SPENDING MONEY)<br />
then today as i tried encashing it i found out that my driver's license has been expired for a year. <br />
hence i couldn't encash my checks for lack of valid IDs. <br />
bank teller told me to deposit it to my account. (which i cant coz its frozen)<br />
now i need to find money so i could renew my ID, or get my lost ATM processed.<br />
so I could deposit my money and wait 3 days so i could get my money.<br />
and hopefully start living normal again and end my STUPID. FUCKING. YEAR!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>:|</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 04:16:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ pls pls pls pls pls pls pls<br />
not again..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>jibberish</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 02:21:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ lets make lemons<br />
maybe they wont hurt as bad<br />
lets make clowns for the holidays<br />
maybe it wont be as sad<br />
lets go back to nonexistence<br />
maybe its best that way<br />
especially when theres no other way<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>a tricky thing.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 09:44:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There are only 2 kinds of things.<br />
there are only the things you know.<br />
and the things you don't know.<br />
<br />
<br />
a fool asked a wise man<br />
"what will happen if i take my dagger and stab it through your chest?"<br />
"then i would die" the wise man answered<br />
"how do you know that?" the fool pursued<br />
"because the dagger will puncture my vital organs and my body wont be able to function without them" the wise man replied<br />
"i THINK i if i bring my dagger to your chest you would become a bird" the fool told the wise man.<br />
"No. i would most certainly die. When you stab a person on the chest they always die! And no man has ever become a bird" angered the wise man.<br />
"How would you know that? Do you know every bird and man? have you ever been stabbed?" the fool asked.<br />
"no and no" the wise man answered after some thought.<br />
"So you don't know." the fool concluded.<br />
"I don't know" said the wise man defeated.<br />
<br />
The fool then drove his dagger to the wise man's chest. He was disappointed to find the wise man did not become a bird but died.<br />
<br />
"Now we know" the fool said.<br />
<br />
_________________________________<br />
to be continued.. <br />
<br />
<br />
erm, was looking for a place to write. this is where i ended up haha<br />
incase your wondering what the f that is. im drafting an essay which i know i wont finish haha<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New stuff</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 22:20:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'll be uploading new stuff soon<br />
fun stuff<br />
great stuff<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Tired..</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 12:45:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I blog in an effort to find strength. I've forgotten the reasons why I do things. This slack must stop. also this doubt. I have no Idea how this is gonna work but whatever.<br />
----<br />
<br />
as early as i can remember, the First thing I do when I get home from school is watch cartoons<br />
My uncle owns a family computer rental shop...we play computer games all day<br />
My cousin draws really good, im envious. <br />
My uncle buys a lot of Archie comics, and Astrix and TinTin, i read all of them<br />
I want to tell stories.<br />
<br />
12 I started collecting MAD magazines, and Spider-man. I wanted to be a comedian. and tell jokes and be funny. <br />
I join a drama club and learn some acting. realizing how gay it was I made it a point never to go on stage and crew myself, and eat donuts.<br />
<br />
I'm 13 years old and im watching MTV and I tell myself "wow, these animated segment bumpers are cool. I wanna learn how to do that". but have no idea where to start.<br />
The good artists at school starts to weird me out. But they challenge me.<br />
<br />
The internet opens up to me i play more computer games. - I love it<br />
I learn that most of the successful artists/animators are crazy and dont have lives.  I want to be sucessful.<br />
I prime myself on becoming crazy and lifeless.<br />
<br />
Im 15 I take notice of posters and ads, I sort of enjoy them. My godmother comes home she decorates interiors. Shes filthy rich and single and independent. <br />
I become envious of her.<br />
<br />
I want to go to fine arts, But i hear theres no money there. So i go for something more <br />
commercialized and take Industrial Design. <br />
I want to make furniture and decorate interiors.<br />
<br />
I fall in love, fall out of love - I conclude that girlfriends aint fun, and hinders career.<br />
<br />
Im 16 and I start college. I learn to draw boxes and do carpentry. I still watch a lot of cartoons. I know now that i cant really draw..<br />
I enjoy life, hang out with superficial people, have more girlfriends, drink and drug a lot. <br />
They open a new course, Multimedia Arts, they say you'll learn to make computer graphics.<br />
Me and my friend shifts.<br />
I enjoy my new course and for the first time in my life, starts getting good grades.<br />
I stop drugging and pimping.<br />
<br />
I meet someone who works a graphic designer and is sort of famous in his circles while still in college. I become envious and befriend him. <br />
I become good friends with movie buffs and share good movies. We start a design collaboration called Hempyre. We did a lot of weed, and I remember thats not what I want.<br />
I OJT for a web company as a graphic designer they liked what i can do. <br />
I felt I was better than that place<br />
<br />
Im 21, I graduate, I pass a portfolio at my working friend's office. I dont get a job, but an employee at the company asks me to help on a music video. It won an award.<br />
<br />
I become a web designer at a small company; I still make videos on the side and enjoyed them more. The company closes<br />
<br />
I study Cinematography.<br />
I write scripts as a pastime<br />
I freelance doing graphics for videos<br />
Everyone is impressed on how young and knowledgeable I am.<br />
IÂm not impressed with me yet.<br />
People say i work too hard<br />
<br />
IÂm 22 and I meet a girl who thinks relationships just get in the way of things especially career. SheÂs still and college and already working. I fall in love and I worked my career harder to impress and do lots of great things. She becomes a drug.<br />
3 years later, still unrequited I fall hard.  <br />
I work to forget about it. <br />
I realize girlfriends can be good too. or muses<br />
<br />
Im 25, im not so young anymore. A lot of people are starting to learn my game.<br />
I realize Ive been making graphics for videos for a long time now. I try out on directing<br />
just so i get a sense of promotion.<br />
<br />
Im 26, im writing this entry coz im sick of work. I felt ive lost my purpose and with it my wits.<br />
But now I remember. <br />
<br />
Im doing all this so I could be me.<br />
________________________________________ ____<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>asdfsstj</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 08:26:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ YEBAH!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>lqw3nt</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 13:25:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ d nag trabaho, kahit na kailangan<br />
sinimulan sa pag basa<br />
tinapos sa pag basag<br />
nasawi nanaman..<br />
lahat ng balak ko sa araw na to d ko nagawa<br />
ayoko magsalita kasi panget raw mga sinasabi ko..<br />
ayoko makilala kasi d raw maganda pagkatao ko..<br />
iniisip masyado kinabukasan kaya takot mamili ng daan.<br />
d ko kaya mag commit sa kahit anong bagay... period<br />
<br />
laseng ang maklenard, tumatagalog sa blog.<br />
laseng ang maklenard, hindi dahil sa tadhana<br />
laseng ang maklenard, kasi lasengero sya<br />
laseng ang maklenard, period<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>huli ka</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2007 05:36:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ anak ng... pasimula palang naunahan na<br />
balik sa mali<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>big bananas</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 17:20:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ were shooting a bananaman today, he has a heart on his chest.<br />
<br />
Im doubting its fun factor. ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>par-tay</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 18:12:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ stupid is when  you fight a losing battle<br />
idiot knowing your fighting a losing battle<br />
retard for doing it all over again.<br />
<br />
my love is retarded<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>shame shame shame</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 10:09:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ avid was pointing out this thread at multiply about this video we made that was completely ripped off....<br />
<br />
haym, how could i have let that happen.<br />
i was already weary from the start and was worried about dragging my name into it.<br />
and now im shamed infront of my peers.<br />
SHAMED!<br />
i've learned my lesson...i will never rip anyone off...or work on a proj that will shame me.<br />
so shamed that i wanna drop everything and make something out of this crappy megamiks song that were working on.<br />
<br />
i hate the people i worked with for laughing it off without a care..<br />
i feel like some sensei who realized that his students were evil.<br />
I believe its ok to copy someone when what your copying speaks to you or is close to what you do.<br />
but thats not their case...they RIPPED IT OFF!!<br />
the concept even tho ripped off spoke to me because of the technicalities but my added  inputs and art direction to the concept was shoved aside during preprod because it wasnt like the peg and would be hard to pull off coz it hasnt been done.......omg how could i have stayed on board.<br />
<br />
i think i know myself now. i know my look. but sometimes its just hard to implement them to videos.<br />
and helping everyone around me create their look makes me a bit of everyone, so i loose myself sometimes.<br />
as a compositor its not really my job to create, i just layout sort of.. I hate compositing that sometimes i wish i wasnt so good at it..<br />
amidst everyones mess i really want to find myself.<br />
<br />
well, im starting to get a lot of directing gigs and stuff that requires my art direction.<br />
I wish i could find myself easier this way...<br />
I really wish id stop getting those compositing gigs...<br />
<br />
lesson learned..time to draw<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>habit rabbit</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 22:12:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok,<br />
im still fooling myself..<br />
<br />
happy me<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>too soon..</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 10:09:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ demmet.<br />
i just noticed happy place is gone now...<br />
<br />
and for a while i thought happy place was more than that...<br />
i thought happy place would last ...<br />
i thought i reached a state of mind and philosophy thats never gonna change and keep me bouncin till i turn to ash..<br />
<br />
now im just irritable..<br />
and tired... <br />
<br />
realized that Happy place was a lie that i told myself and the people around me.<br />
theres was no happy place.<br />
<br />
I was actually happy for a month... happy with a lie...like before<br />
good as it gets in this life of mine.<br />
<br />
I used to tell people that happiness comes from accepting the truth.<br />
these days the truth dont make things better, accepting it makes me feel pathetic.<br />
I need another lie and find my false happiness.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>HAR HAR HAR!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 21:49:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ anton, this fucking shady character whom i call my friend.<br />
treated the me, phil and heidz to dinner.<br />
after not showing his face for a year.<br />
i wanted to punch him in the face for worrying us, but damn...<br />
<br />
weve known each other for 7 years. <br />
and i havent laughed like that in a loooong time. <br />
the last time was 2 years ago, also the last time we were all together.<br />
<br />
group of friends with the best chemistry.<br />
too bad theres 4 of us left..<br />
and the funny thing is this barkada was made in an IRC chatroom.<br />
<br />
im trying to figure out how 4 people who knew each other by annoying other people in chatrooms came to be best of friends.. heidz even called us her core group, and man she has lotsa other friends..<br />
we just let ourselves loose when were together and laugh even if theres nothing to laugh about... i hope everyone has something like this.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>HAR HAR HAR!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 21:49:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ anton, this fucking shady character whom i call my friend.<br />
treated the me, phil and heidz to dinner.<br />
after not showing his face for a year.<br />
i wanted to punch him in the face for worrying us, but damn...<br />
<br />
weve known each other for 7 years. <br />
and i havent laughed like that in a loooong time. <br />
the last time was 2 years ago, also the last time we were all together.<br />
<br />
group of friends with the best chemistry.<br />
too bad theres 4 of us left..<br />
and the funny thing is this barkada was made in an IRC chatroom.<br />
<br />
im trying to figure out how 4 people who knew each other by annoying other people in chatrooms came to be best of friends.. heidz even called us her core group, and man she has lotsa other friends..<br />
we just let ourselves loose when were together and laugh even if theres nothing to laugh about... i hope everyone has something like this.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>oh my..</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 17:54:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I look at my car today and my,<br />
someone was drunk last night.<br />
<br />
watching camy draw day in day out makes me wanna draw.<br />
then last night ene had some funky pens and was drawing on cards so i joined in.<br />
<br />
never drew drunk before...<br />
will upload what i did soon.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>recap</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 10:05:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ toycon was nice i miss looking at cosplayers<br />
<br />
im turning down so many projects..so many..and so big....<br />
<br />
a big banana man was dancing infront of us  during a meeting yesterday. (very surreal)<br />
<br />
avids coming to the office, finally.<br />
mah hommies needs some motivation<br />
<br />
Im in some kind of weird place thats probably caused by the fete season<br />
<br />
working with camy<br />
maui talked to me after 1 yr.<br />
tita len added me in YM.<br />
i see ebe or joey everywhere these days last i saw either was a year ago..<br />
joyce talked to me after 3 years.<br />
and i saw giselle a few weeks ago.<br />
<br />
we all kinda connected one fete ago..<br />
Twiglight Zone maan... <br />
<br />
<br />
its nice talking to old friends.<br />
makes you realize how stupid stupid stupid you are or were<br />
and how omg this is so much better than what i compare it with.<br />
<br />
im still in my happy place which is good <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I had fun tonight</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 13:35:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ kerplunk anniv congrats...<br />
tho i dont appreciate their music much, at least they can setup good gig lineups.<br />
<br />
the bigsky xbit was nice. modern cute<br />
<br />
mr ballesteros (apparently not brian) is good<br />
a bit cocky...but good <br />
he recognizes his western influence and has a sort of vision which is kind of avids.<br />
very marketable vision..<br />
i wish he gets discovered or lands a good job so he'd lose that ego<br />
<br />
team sally makes me happy in so many ways <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
and another good friend wants to be part of it..<br />
<br />
y do girls i like come to me to look for jobs? its starting become unflattering.<br />
im not even that big a racket which makes it unsettling.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>para sainyo.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2007 11:19:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ putangina nyo. yari kayo sakin bukas..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happiness</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 12:37:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ AMY: she reminds me of someone.<br />
ME: yes, and i think she knows that...<br />
AMY: ...you poor schmuck.<br />
<br />
after 20+ years we can now say what kind of women i like.<br />
and i can say that i dislike my type of women, but what can i do... blame it on freud<br />
<br />
saw a movie last week where they explain that true happiness comes from fulfilling fetishes. icky stuff... i never cringed like that before.<br />
<br />
and i beg to differ on their theory..<br />
<br />
________________________________________ ________________<br />
<br />
<br />
gabie said im awkward..<br />
i know that.. so i'll try to list things that makes me awkward.<br />
<br />
im awkward when:<br />
<br />
people compliment me, again and again.. (im a humble guy)<br />
my worlds collide (meaning different circles in 1 room, i get confused)<br />
5 people talk to me at the same time  (happens everyday)<br />
surrounded by a conversation that doesnt really interest me<br />
nearing a place where i will be subject to ridicule (rather not)<br />
people make jokes that doesnt really make me laugh<br />
people do akward things to me<br />
too lazy to think of witty responses<br />
restraining my resentment<br />
showing respect<br />
conversations dont go as planned<br />
giving people wrong ideas<br />
words are on the tip of my tongue<br />
<br />
wow that was weird..  damn u social graces.<br />
wikipedia says awkwardness comes from self consiousness... hmm ok<br />
hope i get past myself after this.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>maklenard channel</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 12:03:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Back in the days when popstars ruled the airwaves, i usually did animations for 5 out of 10 vids i see on myx.<br />
it was a good feeling...<br />
<br />
its starting to look like that again. surprisingly...<br />
heres some vids thats currently airing<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5FMXr0pKIUg#GU5U2spHI_4">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qX86qYVE-K0">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rZuO77XblI4">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://tomatopao.multiply.com/video/item/15">[link]</a><br />
<br />
but no more of this. its time to do the inevitable. <br />
SAVING SALLY BABY!<br />
<br />
2 months to go and its already crunch time... Saving Sally's gonna suck the life out of me. <br />
<br />
so yep, its time to shine <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A phrase that always kept me going...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 22:36:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Days have been pretty tough.. and theyre gonna get tougher<br />
but i know that the end of this road will turn me into some future version supah tough Hiro Nakamura.<br />
<br />
the good wont be as good if it wernt for the bad. <br />
This is true to me ever since i was a kid.<br />
most of the situations i created for myself was based on that.<br />
<br />
Thats why Im so in love with life now..despite everything<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>3 weeks of bad karma and counting</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 08:44:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just got my car out of that towing place yesterday...and today my car died in the middle of the road.<br />
<br />
just imagine me walking around makati looking for people to push my car.<br />
after 3 batches of pushers, some officemates came in to help. So we pushed my car to the nearest parking place that charged 40 bucks an hour.<br />
<br />
story of getting my car running would span 5 paragraphs so nevermind.<br />
what i found interesting today is the<br />
types of comments i recieved. everyone seems to think im in some deep shit and i seem to be oblivious about it.<br />
<br />
PHILIP: Putanginang karma yan 3 linggo ka na nimamalas ha!<br />
JL : Putangina ano ba pinag gagagawa mo at kinakarma ka ng ganto?!<br />
Wally : Putangina mag simba ka nga!<br />
<br />
yes ive had really bad days lately. day in day out something like this happens.<br />
but all i could do is laugh.. even my annoyance is just an act.<br />
<br />
i like these things.<br />
these are the things that makes life worth living i guess.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>aye aye aye</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 08:21:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 3 hours of pirate fun was great.<br />
3 hours of theiving ungreatful scumbag, not so great<br />
<br />
note to self, never share<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>cause and effect</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 20:47:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ causuality really sucks<br />
<br />
I think i can say im a much better person from who i was a few years ago.<br />
<br />
It was pretty wild back then, and realized i didnt really like that.<br />
I didnt want those wasted girls and drunk conversations.<br />
It wasnt who I wanted to be.<br />
So I packed up and tried something else,<br />
<br />
<br />
But i think its this better person thats making me miserable.<br />
this wouldve been so easy 6 years ago..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Piraaaaates!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 19:16:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Pirates of the carribean is showing!!!<br />
<br />
yahoo kat's gonna edit my interview<br />
<br />
yey bamboo falls into springboard.<br />
<br />
wowee i woke up early and ive been getting good rest<br />
(wish i could say something similar with my eating habits)<br />
<br />
Sinosikat vids coming down to the final strech.<br />
means its sally sally sally time sooon, finally<br />
<br />
i saw my dad for the first time in a week, odd considering i still live with him<br />
yet to see my sister tho.. its been a week to<br />
<br />
i have like more than 80k out there, PAY ME!!<br />
<br />
Piu's moving to an office near mine.<br />
<br />
Cowking has new street signs.<br />
<br />
Im one arrogant bitch.<br />
<br />
gonna see Jean Pierre today.<br />
<br />
Gabie's being dodgy<br />
<br />
rotates aura wheel to yellow green.<br />
<br />
Must do some banking...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>when in boredom</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 21:09:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok...<br />
Now that my grandparents are back down under..<br />
,my mom and mikole wreaking havoc in the U.S.<br />
and monica hogging the dvd player.<br />
<br />
Sundays have become booring.<br />
<br />
makes me think about stuff<br />
and after looking at my current situation in perspective<br />
i conclude that there some kinda mystical conspiracy going on.<br />
like someones gonna blow purple dust on me and turn me into a frog anytime soon.<br />
today, unicorns and trolls are real to me.<br />
and yesterday i was talking to myself aloud walkng around greenbelt<br />
and realized it after maybe 3 sentences and some dude staring at me.<br />
<br />
my dettachment from reality is getting more apparent. <br />
scary crap i tell u<br />
I think them druids cure them with that silver dust.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>argh Gisbert !!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 05:54:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, after not hanging out with the guy for maybee 2 years<br />
my superficial friend is back in my life and already destroying my work habits<br />
<br />
this time around, he dragged us to crash some party and get some free drinks.<br />
(like old times)<br />
it was a bar opening this time..it had 3 floors and it was still packed!<br />
its like a fucking pulp summerslam for well dressed individuals<br />
<br />
.horrible. <br />
<br />
they wernt even dancing..everyone was just standing around staring at each other and i doubt they could even make a decent conversation with that loud trance crap<br />
<br />
me and camy didnt last 5 mins in there<br />
<br />
mishaps worth it tho coz its really nice hanging out with my new workmates.<br />
i know barkadas.. i have like 50 of them.. this ones still young but its the lasting kind.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 11:00:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ive been fighting for almost 10 years.<br />
I'll keep fighting.<br />
<br />
But dear god im so tired.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Again and again</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 05:27:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ We just shot Sinosikat for their music video.<br />
Great band, making a music video for them is a dream come true for me.<br />
The shoot finished early, most of the extras were drunk by 7pm. so there wasnt much i could do<br />
I got everything i needed but the early pack-up scares me.<br />
I also acted like a complete dork on the MYX interview.. thats the second time.<br />
Oh well, i hope they edit my whole interview out...again.<br />
<br />
We also shot Bamboo 2 days before that.<br />
This is the 4th video im doing for the band, i try not to let them know that..<br />
It had a lot of sexy women whos heads i want to chop off<br />
I have a feeling this gonna suck...again.<br />
<br />
But i didnt really want to blog about that.<br />
Im blogging on getting myself in the same kind a mess as before<br />
I really wish it would work this time around..<br />
I dont want to go through all that.... again.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>SHLEEEEP</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2007 00:56:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ running on low blood pressure again<br />
<br />
makes me dizzy<br />
makes me unproductive<br />
makes me feel flabergasted (not sure what that means, but thats what it feels like)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>YES MAKLENARD TALKS</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 09:07:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I will be talking at DLSU-CSB <br />
March 28, 2007<br />
6-9PM<br />
<br />
I will be about :<br />
motion graphics<br />
directing & video production<br />
freelancing<br />
or in other words myself<br />
 <br />
So if your studying at CSB or just happen to be there<br />
then do watch <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>layers</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 09:35:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ if theres one thing I habitually observe...its how everythings layered<br />
<br />
layers in cakes<br />
how many shirts i have to take out to reach the bottom of my drawer<br />
how my dvd cases are stacked up against each other<br />
how stories overlap each other in movies or in novels<br />
layering of paintings<br />
family trees..<br />
sandwiches..<br />
personality layers...<br />
plate then steak then gravy then garlic<br />
even obsessing over whats underneath the pavement and underneath that.<br />
<br />
this goes on top of this, and on top of that, then they all go to the bottom of this.<br />
<br />
...god damn layers.<br />
<br />
today i realize that my mind has started to think in layers with most of the things i do<br />
i guess it's coz of the job... I layer things to make pretty moving pictures<br />
<br />
im gonna make a philosophy out of layers pretty soon.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 08:18:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ note to self:<br />
<br />
i am an idiot.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>seriously?! seriously? Fuck-off seriously,</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 21:38:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everything's looking good so far...<br />
haym what else is new<br />
<br />
I started watching LOST, coz someone said it was the best out of all the other shows.<br />
and all i can say is, I HATE IT!  episodes about pulling someone out of a cave-in or looking for water just isnt my thing. Wasted a saturday night for that argh!<br />
wasting time with LOST will now be the third thing that can actually piss me off.<br />
Im lost enough thank-you-very-much. <br />
<br />
I'm still sticking with House and Prison Break.<br />
<br />
I realized that the only reason i havent moved out is coz of my lazy ass...<br />
or an effort to save money which doesnt seem to be working. I still cant imagine how i could spend so much money eating, drinking, and driving. seriously, thats all i spend on. and i dont do them that often.<br />
<br />
will-find-place-by-march, make that April.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>SPRINGBOARD</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 20:18:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SAM : Hey, thought you might need this. (tries to give hugh a gift)<br />
HUGH : Nah, I dont need gifts. All I need is love..... sweet love<br />
<br />
... and all I needs is to unhear that.<br />
<br />
<br />
finally got ourselves a name... Springboard! (i like it i like it)<br />
I've been itching to do some sort of door to door marketing.<br />
... oppurtunity knocks, and runs before you can say who's there.<br />
<br />
Working on my second music vid for this supposedly band of land. Even tho i really didn't want to. We're also bidding for another cellphone tvc. Snore.<br />
...fate, even tho excitingly unexpected, merely bothers us with things that we were really fine without.<br />
<br />
Bit excited to shoot them probono NINJAPORMS skits next week and hope to see some gratuitous violence, haphazard harrasments, and all manner of offensive and degrading behavior.<br />
....and hope is time depositing your money in a bank, that's about  to go bankrupt.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>new year, coming up!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 07:34:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This xmas i've been told quite a lot of shit that actually came from the heart<br />
<br />
'Thanks you gave me hope'<br />
'Thank you for inspiring us'<br />
'You make me see the more positive things in life'<br />
and a bunch of nonsense such as that, that were'nt junk messeges mind you, But <br />
addressed to me personally.<br />
<br />
Chaarming Chaarming my smile's broader.. So I guess i've been a good boy this year...<br />
...explains my empty bank account.<br />
<br />
Anyway,<br />
New year..new goals coming up. Last year was barely a success but still a success.<br />
And one of my goals for this year is to do an EXHIBIT.<br />
<br />
Yep its gonna happen<br />
I have grown an ego and intend to use it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 03:03:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hmmm i think someones making money out of deviant art stuffs<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.mypsp.com.au/WallpaperDetails.aspx?id=5879">[link]</a><br />
<br />
i didnt put that there ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>YouTube</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 05:59:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ im uploading a bunch of videos that i've done over the years at you tube so be sure to check them out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/maklenard">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>stolen!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 08:56:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ see that ninjakiss poster i did?<br />
<br />
It got stolen! im so happy!<br />
<br />
..and the other one got torn up in a fistfight<br />
so ill never get to see how it turned out. ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 08:13:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this year's gonna be a killer ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 03:41:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Fete again</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2005 23:55:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i guess that was the best fete ever... spent most of the time jazzing it up with my college friends and cooling myself down backstage.  was having so much fun i didnt even drink too much.<br />
<br />
favourite parts  would be a crush screaming my name from accross the room.  Finally asking and remembering sheila a.'s name after the tons of conversations weve had before.  making fun of bong's new  hairdo.  legendary bagets performance.  stupid conversations with those guys at mcdo. and finally got to watch kiko machine. those silly bastards rock in their red jumper suits. <br />
hated parts would be feeling sorry for piu's gf being left alone all the time. had to entertain the poor girl.  Kathy being stupid again. seeing that faggot and even remembering his name, even had a conversation with him. and not being able to move very far with the crush...hay whats new...this gonna take another year.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Vietnam again</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 07:11:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Back in vietnam..<br />
i better be careful, it's starting to feel like home.<br />
they even gave keys to an apartment that could be mine ..<br />
just have to say the magic words 'yes i'll be your slave.'<br />
<br />
fete's coming up... blew my chances on my free pony shoes.<br />
<br />
oh and...<br />
Amy you fucking whore! where are u! i wanna go to bangkok!!<br />
<br />
life's lesson?<br />
never ever hope... ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Endowed</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 17:17:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ maklenard: last time i tried this she  got so mad coz i wouldnt grow up and  just accept it<br />
maklenard: sorry i guess im immature<br />
Amy : haha<br />
Amy : well if u cant help it<br />
Amy : then dont force yourself<br />
maklenard: ...damn edowment<br />
<br />
Yes i was endowed....i know u wouldnt  beleive me but i was. I was just  chatting around and listening to people  then...everything came clear and I knew  exactly what to do. Everything thats  said to me was expected.  Like I saw  all the patterns and it all makes  sense.  The past few days led me to  that moment and it's just plain weird.<br />
<br />
Today me an Amy broke ties with the  people closest to us. <br />
She did it coz she loves him<br />
But I did it coz i love myself...<br />
<br />
I am so sorry I had to do this to you  now.. ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Where the hell is my catalyst.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 19:23:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ a year ago i could'nt probably name  anyone who hates me.<br />
i can name a gazillion now.  how do u  become an asshole in 1 year? beats me<br />
<br />
the worlds really starting to look  ugly, and i know i can't go back. I saw  this coming and i thought i was  prepared.<br />
I keep looking back to my past tho I  know i can never have it back.  I keep  hoping for a future just to be  disappointed at every waking moment.<br />
<br />
You live in such an ugly world with  ugly friends in ugly places. I guess I  hate it so much that I don't want  anyone to even remember me.<br />
<br />
I really have changed and this is what  it feels like. Did i grow up? I  probably grew back...<br />
Her shrink said i have this big wall on  who I am. She's so dead on. Its so  thick that even I don't know whats in  there.  I wanna see it so bad.....I  have an idea how, and i think that's  what ive been trying to do...for quite  some time now.<br />
<br />
<br />
I could while away the hours, confering  with the flowers....if i only had a  brain.<br />
-that scarecrow from OZ ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh yah, i have DA account....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2005 23:36:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been a while, Just came from  Vietnam<br />
I really should put something new.<br />
<br />
I wanted to stop playing world of  warcraft and be productive today<br />
<br />
So .... started writing my never to be  seen and usually forgoten stories  again. <br />
This ones entitled "An Aggressive State  of Regression" .... sounds like an Emo  band ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 15:56:56 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>6 A.M.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 15:11:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Slept pretty late....dunno what im  doing up this early.<br />
<br />
So we just skipped out to get away from  all that noise. Although i can't follow  most of our conversations, I found her  intonations and enthusiasm mildly  entertaining and just kept nodding my  head pretending to understand what  she's saying, and hoping she wasn't  asking a question because I just wasn't  listening. Quietly wandering to  blistering oblivion, Till she asked me  with a nice pat in the back... are you  ok? .... I thought I really was, life  has given me a lot to be happy about,  but without hesitation a big NO came  out of my mouth. My face must've turned  into a prune.<br />
I don't even know this person.<br />
My guard was so down.<br />
<br />
its 6 A.M. and I must be ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 18:45:56 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Mission complete 2004</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2004 07:43:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mission complete for December i guess.<br />
Did something about that.<br />
Found my old life.<br />
Produced a video.<br />
Cherrypop's taking shape.<br />
Bought a damn car.<br />
New life's shaping up.<br />
Everything had a catch tho....damn the  man.<br />
but the point is i did everything i set  to do, that never happens<br />
<br />
This Year's Moral lesson is...<br />
i haven't learned a goddamn thing. Im  not even taking my own adivice.<br />
still can't handle familiarity...tho im  happy everyone's still here this time  around.<br />
actually almost everyone i left from  years past are with me again. that's  good i think.<br />
I feel like playing musical chairs.<br />
the music stopped a few days ago...and  im already waiting for it to turn back  on.<br />
Im still sitting in the same rot...the  faces are just different.<br />
i wanna sit forever..but all the chairs  i've sat on had one leg missing, i  don't want, i don't want. ]]></description>
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                <title>Flirting</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2004 21:57:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Joey said that life is just one big act  of flirtation.<br />
there's a lot of truth in that.<br />
<br />
Tho im surprised that inanimate objects  are also flirting with me.<br />
Can't wait till january <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>Joyride</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Dec 2004 08:47:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't know what to feel when I saw a  year of my life in a brown envelope and  gave it to some stranger.<br />
after 6 months of looking, finally  bought my first car. so no more gifts  for everyone.<br />
<br />
and the first thing i did straight from  the carfactory?.....pick up my  sister...pick up my mom....bring my  other sister to work and the parlor.  had to redeem it by watching a  movie.... Alexander sucked ass ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2004 04:30:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ suddenly im in debt...astig! ]]></description>
                <author>~maklenard</author>
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