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                <title>Ryan McGinley</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 16:05:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's when you see a picture like this <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.ryanmcginley.com/admin/kate/mcginley_kate_moss_6.jpg">[link]</a> that you say: "This is it. That's photography." No great essay will ever define this feeling.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>21</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 09:15:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub><i>Even at a time like this <br />When the morning seems so far<br />Think that pain belongs to you <br />But it's happened to us all<br /><br /></i></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 03:52:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>so i've just got a 20 (from 0 to 20) in visual culture! now i'm seriously thinking about pos-graduating in cultural studies at london! yey <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>quoting</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 04:25:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>so as this time there's too many good sentences to chose one, i'll make a list of all those others' words in my head.<br /><br />â£ <i>No one forgets the truth, Frank. They just get better at lying.<br /><br />â£ I saw a whole other future. I can't stop seeing it.<br /><br />â£ And you know what the worst part of it is? Our whole existence here is based on this great premise that we're special. That we're superior to the whole thing. But we're not. We're just like everyone else! We bought into the same, ridiculous delusion. That we have to resign from life and settle down...</i><br /><b>Revolutionary Road, the movie.</b><br /><br />â£ <i>I ask you to hold me, but you don't wanna to hold me. It don't work like that. I want you to love me, but you don't wanna love me. I'm losing patience now. Oh leave me alone (Oh leave me alone.)Stop asking for more, I'm going home on my own. Oh leave me alone (Oh leave me alone). I'm walking out of the door, I'll make it on my own. (...) <b>You say don't be blue.. Is that the best you can do?</b> I've lost my patience now.<br /><br />â£ You've forgotten how it started. Close your eyes, think of all the bubbles of love we made. And you're down on your knees. It's too late, oh don't come crawling. And you lie by my feet. What a big mistake. I see you falling.<br /><br />â£ Close the door as you leave.<br /><br />â£ He was warm, he came around like he was dignified. He showed me how it was to cry.<br /><br />â£ She'll fly to France because there's no chance,no hope for Cinderella. Come September. Everything wrong is gonna be alright. Come September. Her violet sky will need to cry, because if it doesn't rain then everything will die. She needs to heal, she needs to feel something more than tender. Come September.</i><br /><b>Natalie Imbruglia</b><br /><br />â£<i>YouÂ´re my morning Star, itÂ´s just the way you are when the orange sky kiss the night goodbye. ItÂ´s not the way you move. ItÂ´s not the way you walk. ItÂ´s just the way you are. Oh you're my morning star.<br /><br />â£ Sleeping beauty, where have you been? You should know IÂ´m counting on you here. Feels like clouds beneath your wings. It is night, you see it as it is. It is dark, have mercy on us all. You should know IÂ´m counting on you here. His kiss (his kiss, his kiss). Hiss kiss of spring. I'm waiting for spring to come to my kingdom.<br /><br />â£ Oh when I see you.. I've been wasting all my time to tell you. Oh, when I meet you.. I've been waiting all my life to leave you.<br /><br />â£ I've been running, I've been having fun, but I don't know what it means. I've been trying, I've been dying to, but I don't know what it means. I've been down, down, down, down, down, but I don't know what it means. <b>I've been loosing you the way I'm loving you, but I don't know what it means. I've been trying so hard to be myself that I've turned into somebody else. I'm in denial or so it seems.</b> But I don't know what it means.<br /><br />â£ Hurt - you know it goes like this, it comes like this. I guess the pills don't work and the drinks don't work. In the morning it hurts like cigarette burns. The summer's daft and winter's long.</i><br /><b>Flunk</b><br /><br />â£ <i>Aime moi moins, mais aime moi longtemps.</i><br /><br />â£ <i>I'm speaking the truth, you see my lips are closed.<br /><br /></i></sub> ]]></description>
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                <title>19</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 19:32:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>diamonds are a girl's best friends.<br /><br /></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>17</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 14:33:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ diamonds are a girl's best friend.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>16</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 14:58:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>Oficialmente universitária</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 20:55:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>"Cara CAROLINA FERREIRA,<br /><br />ConcluÃ­da a 1Âª fase do concurso nacional de acesso ao ensino superior, vimos informar que o resultado da tua candidatura foi o seguinte:<br /><br /> Resultado:             Colocada<br /> Estabelecimento:       [5302] Universidade de Lisboa - Faculdade de Belas-Artes<br /> Curso:         [9904] Arte MultimÃ©dia"<br /><br /><br />pulos e gritos de histeria <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> 1Âª opÃ§Ã£o!<br /><br /></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>this is it</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 15:00:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm back, i guess.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>&lt;3</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 17:03:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub><i>cause i want nothing more than sit outside heaven's door and listen to you breathing.. is where i want to be."</i></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>Little bird</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 12:34:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>is becoming famous.. quem diria?</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>Fernando Pessoa no seu melhor</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 14:52:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub><i>TrÃªs meses depois </i>[da exposiÃ§Ã£o individual de Almada Negreiros na Escola Internancional, MarÃ§o de 1913]<i>, aparece na revista </i>A Ãguia<i> um texto de Fernando Pessoa sobre a arte da sÃ¡tira.</i><br />
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Neste texto, Pessoa expÃµe, inicialmente, uma definiÃ§Ã£o de arte satÃ­rica e mostra como ela pode ser dividida em trÃªs gÃ©neros (<i>aquela cujo intuito Ã© traduzir um objecto para inferior a si proprio, em consequÃªncia de trÃªs sentimentos: o Ã³dio, que produz a revolta, o desprezo, que produz o riso, e o interesse fÃºtil, que produz o sorriso.</i>), tal como os artistas tÃªm trÃªs nÃ­veis.<br />
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<i>Aplicando a sua teoria a Almada, declara que ele pertence ao terceiro gÃ©nero. Nesse gÃ©nero, nÃ£o Ã© um gÃ©nio, mas tambÃ©m nÃ£o Ã© apenas um caso de brilhantismo e de inteligÃªncia: Ã© isto e um pouco mais.</i> Ou seja, Almada era um caso de talento, segundo o elogio de Fernando Pessoa. <i>Diz acreditar que Almada tem talento, bastando-lhe reparar que <b>Â«ao sorriso do seu lapis se liga o polimorfismo da sua arte.Â»<br />
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Â«Que Almada Negreiros nÃ£o Ã© um gÃ©nio manifesta-se em nÃ£o se manifestar.Â»</b><br />
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Esta frase, em especial, levou Almada a procurar Pessoa</i>, que lhe respondeu: <b>Â«Olhe, meu amigo, vou falar-lhe francamente. Eu nÃ£o fui ver a sua exposiÃ§Ã£o e nÃ£o percebo nada de arteÂÂ»</b><br />
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Ficaram amigos desde entÃ£o, seriam amigos de Â«tuÂ», caso rarÃ­ssimo com Pessoa [...].</sub> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /><br />
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(citaÃ§Ãµes de JosÃ©-Augusto FranÃ§a, <i>Amadeo e Almada</i> e Rui MÃ¡rio GonÃ§alves, <i>HistÃ³ria da Arte em Portugal - Pioneiros do Modernismo)</i><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>I'm</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 12:18:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ happyyyyyyyyyyyyyy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>Natum videte</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 17:53:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub><b>Regem angelorum<br />
Venite adoremus,<br />
Venite adoremus,<br />
Venite adoremus,<br />
Dominum.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /></b></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>afinal</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 04:14:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ nÃ£o era "come what may".<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>Pyralvex</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 10:38:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>.. is torture! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br />
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Can anyone explain me the synopsis of <b>"The Marriage of Figaro"</b> by <i>W. A. Mozart</i> and <i>Lorenzo da Ponte</i>? I'm getting insane trying to understand it for my History of Art homework.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/crazy.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":crazy:" title="Crazy" /></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>Isn't it ironic?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 10:31:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>A Beata Ludovica.<br />
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<br />
(that's what happen to you when you spend 10 days studying history of art.. and then it's over. or maybe not.)</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>ok, i was tagged</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 15:41:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>Filipa ~<a class="u" href="http://disturbedpiece.deviantart.com/">DisturbedPiece</a> is now going to die soon in bitter agony.<br />
<br />
ok, so this is it:<br />
<i>The rules:<br />
1. Post these rules<br />
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random (hopefully interesting) facts about themselves<br />
3. Tags should write a journal of these facts<br />
4. At the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named<br />
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling "You're tagged!"</i><br />
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<b>1. I hate being tagged.<br />
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2. I never read The Lord of the Rings. I tried to watch the first movie last Easter Holidays, but I slept half the time.<br />
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3. I met my boyfriend when I was 14, at our old school.<br />
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4. I'm so perfectionist that I prefer not doing anything than doing it wrong. That's why one of my favourite quotations is "While I'm so afraid to fail so I won't even try, well how can I say I'm alive?" by Dido.<br />
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5. I don't like talking about me. Can't remeber anything else.<br />
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6. I love cooking, but when I finish I'm not hungry anymore.<br />
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7. I want to have kids. Two or three, depends on the money.<br />
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8. I love shoes, like all women.</b><br />
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I won't tagg anyone.</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>4</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 13:30:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>school starts next monday and the schedule, once again, sucks.<br />
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<i>yeah.</i></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>it hurts like hell girl!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 10:39:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I cut my finger when I was preparing today's lunch <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> it still hurts when I move my left hand <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br />
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Now I'm totaly against carrots. LET THEM ALL DIE! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /><br />
ok, enough for now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>2</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 16:39:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>See, I'm not trying to prove anything here. I really wanted to say that I am, in fact, a bad dAwatcher. I mean, I don't usually comment and fave my "friends". I don't even feel I should. But there's more. I also want to say that I don't expect you to understand what I am doing here. I'm an artist, I have my own way of being an artist. You don't have to like me or what I do. Just go away if you don't. I feel there's too much "art" nowadays and nobody really knows what does "art" and "being an artist" mean. And I'm not insinuating that I'm the one who knows. But, please, there's a difference between a good photo and a good camera. Consumists.<br />
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I won't be regular.<br />
That's all for now. Enjoy the visit. Thank you.</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~midday00</author>
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                <title>1</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2007 15:30:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i told you i'd be back soon <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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