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                <title>Don't tell Mother...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 10:58:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday I bought my mother a gift with only 26.00 to spear.<br /><br />(Since I brought the freaking Final Fantasy X official strategy guide from Barnes & Noble just for the sake of Tidus.)<br /><br />I didnÂt know what to get for her. So my friend/neighbor John took me to Pleasant Hill/Concord to get an idea.<br /> <br />(I said to myself if there a FFX strategy guide, IÂm gonna get it. Seem like I eat my words.)<br /><br />On our way there, I remember she like Pear from Victoria's Secret. I went there and got her three items. Cleaner, Lotion, and body mist. John went to the book store inside the mall. He later came back looking for a gift for his sis. He got an idea and thinking buying a gift from there too.<br /><br />Early that day, I called my untie for some Idea when I was at Walgreen after I bought my mother a Christmas card. She was at work. She called me later that night and gives me some good tips. But she told me my mother will like the gift I bought. I hope so.<br /><br />I thank John by paying the bright toll. That change was from the Freaking FFX.<br /><br />P.S. DonÂt tell my MotherÂ<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The reason I  talk to strangers than my family</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 12:41:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just want to post this cause it been on my mind and I haven't post anything for awhile.<br />With family, they know about you and your past. Some are good time and some you want to forget. I have made some mistake that I want to forget. But some people (Not naming name) just won't let it go. Some judge you on your past and for that, you can't change their mind.<br /><br />With strangers, you have a clean slaight. They don't know you or your past so they don't judge you on that. They only judge you on the Now. That how new friends are made anyway.<br /><br />It not like I don't like my family. They mean the world to me. I just feel uncomfortable talking to them because I fear they gonna bring up the past. The only family member I talk to is my auntie in Las Vegas and my brother, Micheal. I barely speak to my auntie/mother (who I care about very much). I want us to have a relationship, I just don't know how to fix it.<br />Everytime I try, I made a mistake. That's another item on the list of past mistake.<br /><br />I realize all this on 11-27-09.The day before, when I got off the phone with my friend, James. And my auntie/mother asked me who I was talking to. When I told her who it was, her face change. I know trouble was coming. She then asked me: "How come you don't talk to me like you talk to James and I'm family?"<br /><br />I didn't have the answer then, but I have the answer now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Final destination movie.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 13:35:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Recently I havenÂt been sleeping well. ItÂs because of Final destination movie. I saw the commercial on TV. I keep on seeing death in my dream. <br />I know I have to die someday. I just wish it will be painless like in your sleep.<br /><br />IÂm scare.<br /><br />IÂll type more later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Robbed and stolen</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 12:28:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When someone steal from you, it feel like they rip a piece of your heart out. Now you have a hollow missing gap that you cant get back. Like apart of you is gone never to return. I have been robbed before; more than i should and the feeling is still the same.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm still alive.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 15:26:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dear dreamers.<br />IÂm still alive and well to be honest. I have my own place; have a job, and doing well.<br /><br />Well not the writing part. IÂm back doing the Destiny Children but IÂm stuck. On the Angel series but IÂm stuck. Still doing Bud adventure (It in scrap.)<br /><br />But IÂm alive and well. Just in case someone wondersÂ<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Two side of me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 11:39:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know I have two sides of me. Everyone do. The light and dark. Yang and Yin. <br /><br />Cynax is my nobody who Heart Riku<br />Sen is my KB who heart Tidus. (don't asked why.)<br />And Cynaka is me who heart them both.<br /><br />I was bored when I type this...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Taking care of business</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 11:42:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Friday I have a interview at 10am for a job. but in the end I just was filling out papers for the job. I have to wake up at seven to get on the bus at eight I hope I get it. <br /><br />I pay the rest of my rent and take care of my cp. <br /><br />I earn a Startbucks on that day.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>91101</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 11:39:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I make this short but sweet. Where were you on 9-11-01, Seven years ago?????<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Too much stress.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 11:42:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need to write journal again. I need to let out steam and pain. Lately I want think about ending it. Calling quits. Life has gotten too stressful for me.<br /><br />More bullshit.<br />I gave someone my CP to use and they never give it back. And now wonÂt give it back. My fault.<br />I have more hate and sadness in my heart.<br />IÂm between wars of my friends<br />I missed my B-F birthday.<br />IÂm staying at the house that I donÂt belong<br />My friend rushes me to the point I lost my 4GB flash drive yesterday.<br />I donÂt have the money to pay next month rent. <br />And still joblessÂbut not for longÂIÂm getting help and maybe a job too.<br /><br />More art comming. I just need to buy another 4GB drive...<br /><br />Maybe IÂm just a toy that is broken. Maybe IÂm just older nowÂ.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>So far....</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:54:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm on this new pill called Zolof. So far it okay.<br />Maybe next time I have more to say...<br /><br />But so far, no new story or art yet...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yes I'm still alive....barly.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 11:10:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes. I'm still alive.<br />Yes I move out<br />Yes. I'm still writing<br />No Maxie is not with me but he's doing fine. <br />Yes. I do visit him<br />Yes I will post the picture of him<br />No, I'm not playing video game.<br />Yes. I did draw and plan to post them soon<br />No I don't have a job<br />No I'm in progam to prgram<br />Yes. I still remember deaviant and all my friend<br />No I'm not good with names....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>For me and Maxie</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 12:06:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ More bad news.<br />Had a interview. Didn't get the job<br />Have a part time Teacher assistence Until June<br />Have to moved out in June<br />Must pay back money on June<br />Do a new job yet....<br /><br />But I have to do something I have to do it for my cat Max(ie). I don't know how that cat give me joy but it do. and I mustn't give up...I have to do it for myself my cat Max....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Any more bullshit???</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 13:11:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello I have to clear the air.<br /><br />For <a href="http://khiiclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/h/khiiclub.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconkhiiclub:" title="khiiclub"/></a> I'm sorry for breaking the rule. It just I don't have much time on the computer any more...Maybe I shoud take it off on watch...PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!<br /><br />For Tifa Final not fantasty lovers. Thank you for loving my story. Tho I don't know much of FF7, I think I know just enough to bring this story justice. Now if only I could do the third one than I could lay this serie to rest... I like FFX anyway....<br /><br />For people who wondering why I haven't post any good shit latley. Well, my job is being a ass to the point they gave me ONE day on a payroll week. So now I'm on the search. I've move and lost all my music for my mp3. And the EDD office won't let me use their scanner to scan my pix. And I sitll have shit to pay off.<br /><br /><br />I don't want to get anymore trouble so I will make my leave here.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Working on your birthday...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 19:44:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I'm still alive and still drawing. Mostly I have been drawing to releast anger and pain that eatting inside me.<br /><br />I have to work on my birthday 2-12-08. I turn 24. It was a pain in the ass. I thought the day didn't get any worst. When I invite my roommate to have birtday dinner with my mom, she bust out all of my secret. Everything that I told her not to tell...she told. She's on my shit list<br /><br />The person who care and remember instead of my family is my b/f Adam. He text the day before, on, and after for valentine day. <br /><br />I got pleanty to tell but time is short. <br /><br />I just want to let you know that:<br />Yes, I'm still alive<br />Yea, I'm still doing art<br />Sure, I'll post it one of these day...<br />And no. I haven't forgotten DeViant Art.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 14:39:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I told you I got some art for ya. Now here it is...I'm not sure if I'm getting good or bad. You be the judge...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'M NOT DEAD</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 14:51:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sorry once again for not being here. The computer I useally use is gone. So I'm using the EDD office. I hope I don't get caught. I got the pix to load up. Now if only I could load up in here....<br />
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How life? Not so well. They cutting my hours to 1/4. So I'm broke. but atlest Christmas was delicious. And New Years was free. <br />
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Oh shit. I'm busted. Gotta go.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Seymour Flux</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2007 14:44:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Here I go on that damn level I canÂt beat. IÂm on that mountain of Gagazet and IÂm getting my ass kick by that notorious Seymour Flux and his partner Mortiorchis. Like I always say: If you beat him the first time. youÂre the master. If you fall down and get back up. YouÂre normal.<br />
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So help me out.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It was stange and yet sad</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 16:15:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went shopping with the family and we went to Wal-Mart. Like always I go to the music and game section. I was looking for Music and Game and I found 2 that I like. But I didn't get it. I got the money (that for sure) but somehow I didn't get and I feel sad. I feel something is missing. Ever since I lost my CD case w/ cds, I feel empty. Like something is missing. I don't know what but I'm not the same girl that I was last May.<br />
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P.S. Target is much better anyway....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Did I tell ya I hate Vallejo.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 12:56:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This weekend sucks. The reason I hate Vallejo<br />
Let me count the ways.<br />
1. I lost my CD Case that contains 4 library cd and most of my favorite burn CD.<br />
2. The manger who I thought was gone came back. I have to deal with him tonight w/o my music.<br />
3. One of my mangers took my CP (cell phone) w/o my knowing when I was using it for business. (One of our employees wasn't coming in the next day cause of family business.)<br />
4. Guys in Vallejo are ghetto w/ baggy pants gold teeth and their favorite word is "BITCH!!!!!"<br />
5. Bus is always late....<br />
6. Vallejo Girls like to waste your time with bullshit. (Why didn't I say no?)<br />
7. People won't pay you back<br />
I got more...but that enough bullshit for one day.<br />
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I'm sorry if I only write negative stuff but I have to get it off my chest.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Working me to death.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 22:05:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I donÂt remember when I had one day off. I did my job a favor by coming and covering people. Even tho my boss writes me up for stupid reason, I aim to serve and please. But lately my health is stated to bother me. My body aches and my throat kills. I know I will get a big paycheck but IÂm not sure if it worth my health. If I donÂt get a break soon, I may pass out of never ending rest. Well you know why I havenÂt been online<br />
TheyÂre working me to death.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>M.I.A</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Oct 2007 13:21:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sorry for my MIA. Missing in action but, now I'm back with new poems and VG Haikus. <br />
I will post drawing if I don't get caught.<br />
Lately I have been down. <br />
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You see... My Off ON BF is leaving Cali. this Wednesday morning. The program he was in want him out because he graduating. He doesnÂt have enough to rent a place here so he's going to Kansas to stay with his older sister. He wants me to go with him, but I donÂt have enough money to fly with him, and my family is here in Cali. I want to say good bye face to face but, it seem that isnÂt gonna happen. I donÂt have the money to visit. <br />
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So I have been kinda down this whole month. This will be the worst Halloween ever.<br />
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P.S. and beside that, I left some of my things over there, including my TonyHawk<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The reason why I haven't been on...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 16:07:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One: No computer<br />
Two: The computer @ the library is slow and someone is aleady on<br />
Three: The computer I been using is use also<br />
Four: At work most of the time.<br />
Five: Stress out most of the time<br />
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Another words...I'm sorry I haven't been on...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>So want to open the can&amp;#133;</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 19:56:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay here is why IÂm pissed of to the point that I want to open the can of whop ass.<br />
One: Job. My assistance manger=Jorge donÂt like me very much to the point he send me home for the stupid reasons. <br />
Wednesday he sent me home early because I was talking when I wasnÂt. He told me to do something but I couldnÂt understand. He was speaking too damn fast. Than I was asking him Âwhat you want me to do? I donÂt understand.Â<br />
Must I remind you that IÂm the only black bitch that donÂt speak Spanish? My other coworker was talking around me to the point I got sent home.<br />
Thursday was the worst dayÂs because he sent me homeÂ37 minuets after I clocked in. ForÂtalking to my coworker. At that point I want to kick his ass. But the big cheese (Manger) was there and he want to keep the peace. As we was talking Jorge was speaking in tongue which really piss me off. But we work it out and I wonÂt be on his shift anymore. I may make less money but I save my sanity and my job.<br />
Poems: Gemini, Jabbajaw No respect, and only uno<br />
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Now hereÂs number two: Home. After that bullshit at work, I have to deal with home too. Let the fact be told; IM A MESSY BITCH. I canÂt be neat. But guess what forks; IÂm dealing with a neat freak and that night she went off to the point I want to end itÂreally. I really need to get out of that place. I canÂt stand rooming with her. But it seem I need to change my way so I wonÂt hear her mouth. Mama said it will be days like that, she warn meÂ<br />
Poems: Your warning, Homesick, and I have a Guilty Conscience<br />
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I so want to open the can of whop ass. And thank to my final fantasy x, I can. Now if only I could get over that stupid blitzs game, than IÂll be okay.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>If you think about it</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2007 18:38:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I have been busy to the point that my body aches.<br />
At work, we hired 5 new people and two of my employee quit. I heard from one of co- they fired a manger and employee. If they hired five more people, why the heck IÂm still working every day? Not that IÂm complaining. <br />
But lately business is getting slow since summer is almost over so I have getting less hours. Not bad but I have to pay $300.00 month. I donÂt have time to even save because I have to catch a cab home every night. But IÂll make it work, somehow. But all in all, IÂm doing okay. I have been going to church and renew my spirit. I think all this time I have been bless and not even know it. I have seen my mother when I finally got a phone number. She picks me up and we went to Larry house. After she drop me off, she said something I always want her to say ÂIÂM PROUD OF YOUÂ<br />
That all I wanted all this time, I hold the tears in until I got in the house.<br />
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Also this is a busy week since I have to watch MaxÂs pet when he was a way in business. Thing was going well until Paulie (the cat) escape and ran under the house. I was scare but I got through it. I have to go under the house and get her out. It took me three tries (rip up working pants) and getting me shirtless to get her out. A lot of thing was going on this weekend. And there still a lot of thing to get done.<br />
Even tho with all this mess, IÂm still blessed. I have a bike, I have a job, and I have people who care about me. <br />
It strange you know, I remember I was one asking for applications, going place to place. And now I praying for those people who doing the same thing. May they find a job soon too...<br />
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Well this is my update. If I donÂt post anything for a while, I might be busy. But IÂll be aright<br />
Cause GOD is on my sideÂ<br />
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Until we meet again.<br />
Nani, The fallen dreamer<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Work never over</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 11:52:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't worn my blue jeans or my soda shoes for 6 day straight. For six days I have been doing 4-12 night shifts. They got me working until Tuesday this week. I have been wearing Black pants, bet-up black shoes, purple shirt and a black hat the whole week. I'm tired and stress out. And my coworkers are driving me crazy. Customer is my friend, I have no fights against them but my coworkers are another storyÂ<br />
<br />
I just find out that one of the mangers (that I can't stand) got fired or left. And we hired 5 new people. If we hired 5 new people, why the hell am I working everyday?<br />
<br />
Even though I will get pay big, I wonder if it even worth it, getting off late, catching a cab, paying 10 dollar to get homeÂ<br />
<br />
Today is 3-10 but until Tuesday: 4-12<br />
<br />
A hustler life is never doneÂ<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sorry...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 15:53:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sorry if I haven't been updating lately<br />
<br />
It have been a week that I have move out of my mother place and what I have discover, I have new feeling I haven't felt before<br />
<br />
First: Tired. Work has been getting harder. I'm doing all nightshifts to make some more cash, since I have to pay rent, food, and transportation. It takes $1.75 to get to work and $9.50 to get home by cab. I only spend 2 or 3 dollars each day.  I hoping all my hard work am paying off...<br />
<br />
2: Worry....ALOT. I'm more paranoid that I was staying at my old place. I have three roommates. They all cool and everything but now I'm wondering if they really like me. Thank to my friend, Ash and her sister who I visit the other day after afternoon work. I know she care about my well being and everything but now I just wish she didn't put that in my head.<br />
<br />
I also need to get a phone. Maybe Metro will help. I'll do that with my second check.<br />
<br />
3: Missing Phone (no phone) Internet (must use the library)<br />
<br />
And...Mom. YES. I still care about her and I still want to work thing out but maybe I left in a bad note somehow. For some reason, I'm just scare to talk to her. Maybe she will say that I'm a bitch or something like that. The truth of the matter is...since I hear that allot, I started to believe it myself. You know when you hear a record over and over again until you know every word by heart...it just like that. It reaches to the point that I wrote a poem about myself being a monster. <br />
<br />
Maybe is Fear of talking is the reason why I haven't called. I will always care for her. And if she reading thisÂ<br />
<br />
Thank you for raising me. I know it was hard and I was a pain in the ass but I do appreciate for all that you done for me. And I love you.<br />
<br />
4: BLESS. I have been going to church since I moved it. The church I went: they know how to PARTY. People were dancing and praising and feeling good. Preacher was a woman and damn, she was good at her words. I find out that I forgot who I was: I'm God child and Jesus' little sister. I love the lord and Jesus is my savor. I will go to church every Sunday for now on, so I could be reminded that I am blessÂ<br />
<br />
I'm doing fine and I'm surviving. Until we meet againÂ<br />
<br />
Fallen Dreamer always. ]]></description>
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                <title>Thing change... I hate change...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 15:59:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, here what's going on:<br />
I make a deal with my ante/mother that I will move out on the 1st of July. My mother just reminded me. July 1st is coming up (this Sunday) and I'm still moving out. Well I didn't know that coming up...Like this Sunday... Knowing I have to work the night shift this weekend.<br />
No stuff is pack, no boxes from work. I didn't know this is REALLY my LAST WEEK. AH SHIT. My mother REALLY wants me gone, for good. <br />
 <br />
I got two places to stay at.<br />
One is Max place. He lives in my neighborhood close By the bus stop. He's a gay Jew friend I have been talking with...I could walk from work and have my own room. I'm just not sure because I find out that I'm a messy person. Need to change that. He had a dog and a cat which I don't mind.<br />
 <br />
Second is Ash place. She lives close to downtown. Even tho she has her b/f, evil sister and her baby father staying at her mother house, she says I could stay there. I just have to pay $100.00 a month and sleep in the living-room. Her mother needs help with the bill and it still close to my job.<br />
 <br />
So I need help, which god delivers. The program, HOUSE OF JOY has a room for me. With my friend, Max, I got my stuff out. Tomorrow is a new beginning...IÂm just scare that I will fuck this up just like Job Corp. If you donÂt hear anything from me, donÂt worry. IÂm just taking care of business.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Another one bite the dust....</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 15:59:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Chris Benoit have die and he took his family with him. I heard this from dreamers. Check it out... This is no joke...<br />
<a href="http://www.rpgdreamersforum.com/index.php?showtopic=52424">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>YYYYYYAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOIIIIIIII!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 22:10:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well lately I have been wondering why Yaoi is so popular so I asked my Dreamers at rpgdreamerforum to help me out. I got some nice reply.<br />
<a href="http://www.rpgdreamersforum.com/index.php?showtopic=52032&hl=Yaoi">[link]</a><br />
But now I'm asking you..<br />
why Yaoi is so popular and not Yuri?<br />
<br />
P.S. I have a connfession: I like Ansem *Beeping* Riku and I don't know why.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Do you think your life is good or bad?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 21:06:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Someone asked me this stupid question at Dreamers and now I'm asking you. Is that evil of me or what..<br />
<br />
Do you think your life is good or bad?<br />
<br />
My resonds is this, Sorry if I was acting bitchy<br />
about it.<br />
Why must you ask us this stupid question? Are you just being noisy or curious...<br />
<br />
Well since I'm here, I'm might as well...<br />
Knowing it could've been worst. I'm okay for now. I have a job, I have a roof over my head (at this time), clothes on my back and food in my stomach.<br />
<br />
Even tho I'm dealling with depression and EMO (you want to called it.) I'm surviving so far...<br />
But it could have been better.... <br />
<br />
Now it goes to you....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ant that a bitch&amp;#133;</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 20:35:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sorry about my French but today I have a reasonÂ<br />
Code:<br />
Big cheese=manger<br />
HoHay=Jorge, manger assist.<br />
<br />
Here the story:<br />
I suppose to work 10:30 to 6 today until the big cheese called me in. He told me that I will stay until 7, clocked out, and have 2 extra hours (make it seem IÂm work till 9) I got with the plan and stay. He told me to keep it a secret and not tell anyone. (I was stupid at the time and fall for it.)<br />
So I stayed until my friend Max came in, that when I looked at the time. It was close to 8.<br />
I told HoHay that I have to go. He told me I have to stay till 9. What the heck? I told him what the big cheese. The big cheese told him another story. I say Âhell no, IÂm going homeÂ HoHay told me that those two extra hours I will lose. Who cares? It had been along good day until this point so I deserve my tomorrow day off.<br />
I need another jobÂ.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>100 Yes's or No's</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 00:24:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You can ONLY say yes or no.<br />
<br />
You are NOT allowed to explain ANYTHING<br />
<br />
1. Taken a picture naked? No<br />
2. Painted your room? No<br />
3. Made out with a member of the same sex? No<br />
4. Drove a car? No<br />
5. Danced in front of your mirror? Yes<br />
6. Have a crush? Yes<br />
7. Been dumped? Yes<br />
8. Stole money from a friend? Yea<br />
9. Gotten in the car with people you didnÂt know? Yes<br />
10. Been in a fist fight? No<br />
11. Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? Yes<br />
12. Had feelings for someone of the same sex? Yes<br />
13. Been arrested? No<br />
14. Made out with a stranger? No<br />
15. Met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? Yes<br />
16. Left your house with out telling your parents? Yes<br />
17. Had a crush on your neighbor? No<br />
18. Ditched school to do something more fun? Yes<br />
19. Slept (not had sex) in a bed with a member of the same sex? No<br />
20. Seen someone die? No<br />
21. Been on a plane? No<br />
22. Kissed a picture? Yes<br />
23. Slept in until 3? Yes<br />
24. Miss someone right now? Yes<br />
25. Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? Yes<br />
26. Made a snow angel? No<br />
27. Played dress up? Yes<br />
28. Cheated while playing a game? Yes<br />
29. Been lonely? Yes<br />
30. Fallen asleep at work/school? Yes<br />
31. Been to a club? Yes<br />
32. Felt an earthquake? Yes<br />
33. Touched a snake? No<br />
34. Ran a red light? No<br />
35. Been suspended from school? Yes<br />
36. Had detention? Yes<br />
37. Been in a car accident that you didnt cause? No<br />
38. Hated the way you look? Yes<br />
39. Witnessed a crime? No<br />
39. Been the person doing the crime? No<br />
40. Pole danced? Yes<br />
41. Been lost? Yes<br />
42. Been to the opposite side of the country? No<br />
43. Felt so sick you thought you might die? Yes<br />
44. Cried yourself to sleep? Yes<br />
46. Sang karaoke? Yes<br />
47. Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? Yes<br />
48. Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? No<br />
49. Caught a snowflake on your tongue? No<br />
50. Kissed in the rain? No<br />
51. Sang in the shower? Yes<br />
52. Had sex in a park? Yes<br />
53. Had a dream where you were married? Yes<br />
54. Glued your hand to something? Yes<br />
55. Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? No<br />
56. Ever gone to school partially naked? No<br />
57. Been a cheerleader? No<br />
58. Sat on a roof top? Yes<br />
59. Didn't take a shower for a week? Yes<br />
60. Ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? Yes<br />
61. Played chicken? No<br />
62. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Yes<br />
64. Broken a bone? No<br />
65. Been easily amused? Yes<br />
66. Laughed so hard you cried? Yes<br />
67. Mooned/flashed someone? Yes<br />
68. Cheated on a test? No<br />
69: Forgotten someones name? Yes<br />
70. Slept naked? Yes<br />
71. Gone skinny dipping? No<br />
73. Blacked out from drinking? No<br />
74. Played a prank on someone? Yes<br />
75. Gone to a late night movie? Yes<br />
76. Made love to anything not human? No<br />
77. Failed a class? No<br />
78. Choked on something you're not supposed to eat? No<br />
79. Played an instrument for more than 10 hours? No<br />
80. Been cheated on? No<br />
81. Did you celebrate the 4th of July? No<br />
82. Thrown strange objects? Yes<br />
83. Felt like killing someone? Yes<br />
84. Felt like running away? Yes<br />
85. Ran away? Yes<br />
86. Did drugs? No<br />
87. Had detention and not attend it? Yes<br />
89. Made a parent cry? Yes<br />
90. Cried about someone? Yes<br />
91. Had sex with more than one person in a 24 hour period? No<br />
92. Dated someone you didn't even like? No<br />
93. Had/Have a dog? No<br />
95. Own an instrument? No<br />
96. Been in band? No<br />
97. Drank 25 sodas in a day? No<br />
98. Broken a CD? Yes<br />
99. Shot a gun? No<br />
100. Had feelings for one of your best/good friends? Yes<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Maybe I'm getting too old...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 10:02:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why the youth these days<br />
Wear the pants so low<br />
That they show their underpants <br />
Where ever they go<br />
Will it be too tight to wear them right?<br />
Is being ghetto is aright<br />
I dont date guys like that<br />
Maybe Im getting too old.<br />
<br />
Why the youth these days<br />
Are doing stupid things<br />
Why they Not wearing a raincoat <br />
When they having sex<br />
Do they know about HIV and STD?<br />
The youth these days are having babies<br />
Is it me or the school arent teaching them nothing<br />
Maybe Im getting old<br />
<br />
Why youth these days<br />
Are getting into mess<br />
Killing people <br />
Sex and politics<br />
The music Im hearing<br />
It way for my understanding<br />
And the radio is playing the same damn thing<br />
These youth these days I dont understand.<br />
MaybeIm just getting old.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ten months and now???</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 10:03:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As you knows, (from my poems and stuff.) I'm trying to get over Adam, my x. Well ten months later, we made contact. I think he send me a V-day and reminded me he still remember my birthday.<br />
Then I send back. <br />
<br />
What a minuet! That was in Feb. so it really 7 months later.<br />
<br />
Oh well. <br />
He said he want to see me again. But I don't have the money and I don't have the time. I'm doing the night shift (at Taco Bell as Cashier) on the weekend so I'll be tired as hell.<br />
<br />
Seven months later, should I forgive him and let him back in?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 12:02:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ DarkInuAngle did this so this is my name twist..<br />
Cant seem to get my life together<br />
Can I<br />
<br />
You know I try<br />
You can see can you.<br />
<br />
Needlss to say...<br />
Not everything in going to plain<br />
<br />
All the time<br />
Anytime<br />
<br />
Keeping a job is hard to do<br />
Kicking myself every time I lost it too<br />
<br />
And dealing with emotiona issue<br />
Ant that the truth...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>No sympathy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 09:33:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I post in this journal just because I want to get things off my chest. I post my poems/story to show how I feel in that moment. What even I did wrong in my life, it my fault. <br />
Please no pity<br />
please no sympathy<br />
Please no mercy<br />
I don't earn it<br />
I don't deserve it<br />
I don't need it.<br />
<br />
Yea, I have a bad day yesterday, and It seem that today will be ten time worst....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Drop those bones</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 15:01:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ After the bullshit at home, me and my bro went to Ash house to clear our head. We ate there start playing dominos. I remember playing it but I wasn't sure how to play . Ash only play once and Ant is the gamer. In the first two rounds, Anthony have the game on tight. But it the third round is something else. I put from the graveyard twice, Ash pull twice and Anthony pull one. In the end, we all have one dominos but we can't play. What do you do in that situation???<br />
<br />
I thought I would suck on this game but in the last two I surpise them all. I love my 4+6 one. My brother help by making stupid move. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
<br />
Well anyway, we playthis monring as I won three time as Ash beat us by points. <br />
Last night game Ant=1 Sen=2 Ash=3<br />
Morrning game Ash=1 Sen=2 Ant=3<br />
<br />
It was fun, but I'm back to reality. Where I'm gonna live? What gonna happen next? <br />
Find out....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ash+Ant=UH HO</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 10:04:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My bigger (younger) brother is staying with us because he has a fight. (Not saying what or what for) So I have been showing around. Showing how his little (older) sis takes care of business. He met up with my friend Ash(ley). They got along great but I didn't know they get so close, so fast. I cant help but to be worry about my bro.<br />
Ash is such a big flirt and Anthony is handsome guy. (Cant help but to be truthful) I thought it wasnt a big dealthink again<br />
Than things started get hot and heavy a couple of time.<br />
Ash is a good girl and all but I cant shake this feeling this math<br />
Ash+Ant=TROUBLE<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pray for another sunny day...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 13:32:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay. I understand why I got fired. You want to hear it?<br />
1.Mental breakdow on V-day. Since I didn't get anything on my b-day or V-day, I was feeling unloved. I cry in front of the customers.<br />
2. Casher and customers said that I was looking in people purse when I was bagging. Truth is...I was dozing off.<br />
3. I was singing or being too goofy. I thought you surpose to have fun at work.<br />
4. Bad words. I said some thing that was cool. During my testing I made a comment about condoms. Don't asked what for.<br />
<br />
I think that's it. <br />
<br />
Thanks to my mother, my friend Ash(ley) and her mother for helping me throught this.<br />
And my DA friend with their prayers.<br />
<br />
Now I pray for another sunny day....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Result...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 16:11:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I lost my job<br />
GAME OVER...<br />
p>My japanese name is <b>ä¸­æ Nakamura (center of the village) æ­© Ayumi (walk, deeper meaning: walk your own way)</b>.<br /><a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/969/">Take your real japanese name generator! to</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pray for me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 09:56:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lately I have a mental breakdown and it shows up at work. I really like this job and I want to begin my furture with this. <br />
My job coach call me that my bosses need to talk with us 30 minuent early before I start my shift (if I have a shift.). I don't know if it's good or bad. But all I know is if I lose this job, I'll lost everything.<br />
Pray for me...<br />
<br />
@)}~~X~~Clubs~~X~~{(@<br />
~Adult-Swim-Club<br />
~KHIIClub<br />
~Riku-x-Namine-Club<br />
~riku-fanatic-club<br />
~riku-fanclub<br />
~Organization<br />
~organizationOCs<br />
~Tidus-x-Yuna-Club<br />
~Starter-PKMN-CLUB<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This is my time.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 10:13:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I did my closing last night and I'm still tired. I have to work today so I have to get ready. I haven't been writing but I been busy to the point I don't even clean up my room. But I love my job. I'm working w/ cool people and get pay weekly. \<br />
<br />
AH SHIT. I have to get ready to go. <br />
<br />
I will tell you more later.<br />
<br />
Until we meet again.....<br />
<br />
@)}~~X~~Clubs~~X~~{(@<br />
~Adult-Swim-Club<br />
~KHIIClub<br />
~Riku-x-Namine-Club<br />
~riku-fanatic-club<br />
~riku-fanclub<br />
~Organization<br />
~organizationOCs<br />
~Tidus-x-Yuna-Club<br />
~Starter-PKMN-CLUB<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Maybe..damn maybe.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 15:00:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got a job, my birthday is coming up soon, my stories/poem have improve, and I have a dictionary<br />
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Job: I'm a courtesy clerk a food market. I'm kinda nervous about it. That where that poem of the hero phobia came from. It suppose to be for me but since I can't stop thinking about Tidus and Cloud, it ends up that way.<br />
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B-day: Feb 12 84. Yes, I'm going to be 23. Don't remind me. I already have my auntie (who I'm staying with) doing that. I'm so old to stay with my auntie. I need my own life.<br />
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Poem/Stories: I'm taking meds for my depression (Yes, I'm on meds) and it acttally helps. I have alot of things to write. I'm reading other poem to give me inspiration or idea. If only I have time to finish the stories I started and have a place to save it.<br />
Alot of people likes my simple poems, I'm thinking about making it a book and make it a living. Maybe...Damn maybes.<br />
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Dictionary: I left mine at my X-bf. So I got another one.<br />
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@)}~~X~~Clubs~~X~~{(@<br />
~Adult-Swim-Club<br />
~KHIIClub<br />
~Riku-x-Namine-Club<br />
~riku-fanatic-club<br />
~riku-fanclub<br />
~Organization<br />
~organizationOCs<br />
~Tidus-x-Yuna-Club<br />
~Starter-PKMN-CLUB<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I wish my stoy to be seen.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 10:37:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It seem I been wanting some one to draw my story. No offience but I suck with drawing. I just wish I have drawing of my story and maybe than people may understand what Senax is all about. <br />
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My story is that Cynaka have lost everything she have, including her heart. For some reason she could relate to Riku who was also lost in the darkness. She asked him to take her to his world and he did. Riku recrute her and join the many nobodies who lost their heart in the world they from. She became Cy -Senax Nobody 002. <br />
Use me-She start falling for Riku as he show her a good time. But she not alone. Ansem wants Riku to himself. Even to she falling for him, Ansem have his soul in his hand and he show that in Shatter (There is something that should not be seen.)<br />
She lost her heart again and became The Crazy Conent. Elaxis and Maurexen from DEart are also in the story. <br />
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I still got more to write but I don't have time.<br />
I just wish my story to be seen.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~nnf247</author>
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                <title>:sigh: Don't asked.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2007 20:25:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just as I declare independence of my X-BF, he sends me an email. He was wondering how I doing and what Im doing tomorrow weekend.<br />
:sigh:<br />
That assholesonofbitch. This whole week I have to think about if I should reply and what will I say? I have been trying to get over that asshole for the last past months or so. Most of my poems are about getting over him or trying.<br />
So I replied Im doing fine, and you?<br />
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What else could I say.<br />
:sigh:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Get up get out get going.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 22:46:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well hello. <br />
This is my first journal entry for a long time and I have to say, it's good to be writing again. I have a low bad last year but I feel this year will be different. I feel I'm different from the girl I knew. I finally got over my lover Adam, things in my life is looking up and as of 29 of last year, I became auntie. During the hard time I feel like I can't write any more but now, I feel all the insperation comming over me. All the pain, and bullshit gives me something to write/draw and I see thing in a new light.<br />
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I'm glad this is a new year and I could get a fresh start and this time, I will have a year with no regrets.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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