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        <pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 06:04:33 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>JUR-ANAL</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 21:25:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" />UHM.<br /><br /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" />New update since '07. D: <br /><br /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" />MY CHILDREN!<br />As many of you know, I haven't been active on deviantArt. I apologize for not critiquing your art. The art crafted by you, whether it may be the literature, photographs, handcrafted masterpieces, are psychological pathways into your souls and I'm sorry I haven't taken a step in any of those paths presented to me. I've been busy juggling my GPA, academic performance, finals, apathy, HORMONES, career, college-finding, boyfriend satisfaction, exercising. <br /><br /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" />BOO TO SCHOOL.<br />I feel like a robot obliged to academics. If government enforced public schools are incorporating the idea to shape students within the system, helping them find who they are and whatnot, THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU GIVING US SO MUCH WORK THAT YOU TREAT US LIKE ROBOTS?!?!?! We are not individuals to you, we are statistics to a performance schedule graphed to display in front of corrupted parents. Oh, AND THE GPA SYSTEM IS FUCKED UP. It has NOTHING to do with how bright you are whatsoever. It's about how much work you do/how good of a cheater you are. Even the brightest students attain worse grades than those who don't deserve the good grades. FKLSDFJLSDKFSD. Oh, watch ZEITGEIST NOW NOW NOW. GOOGLE IT!<br />Haha, with how much ranting I do, I should be an editorial columnist, like Paul Krugman. ^_^ I like him. Go to NYTimes, he's funny.<br /><br /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" />MY NEW INSPIRATION IS BUDDY WAKEFIELD.<br />oh man, oh man. Please take my word, if you are an artist, his skill will inspire you to write trilogies about a homeless man, paint a mural of a trashcan, photograph a kid picking his nose. <a href="Http://myspace.com/buddywakefield">Click here to listen.</a> Each word is like each brush stroke to a Van Gogh piece. <br /><br /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" />Uh... BOOTAY BOOTAY ROCKIN' EVURR WAREEE.<br /><br /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" />I SUBMITTED NEW-PROSE-WRITING-SHIT :] <br />Here are some snippets I will show you all. Kinda like those beef samples at your local Costco warehouse. :]<br /><br />"The two signs that show that you've reached the highest comfort zone with another is attaining the remarkable ability to take a shit in their home and fart in their presence. Is this love?" - The Tallest Ladder<br /><br />"...think of the time when you gave your face a smothering burial in your hands as your crocodile tears dripped between the knuckles. You lost something that was a part of your life. Maybe it was the bottle of milk that spilled from your high chair, or your mother's smile due to all the failed quizzes you've acquired, or an end of a once-happy marriage caused by financial debt. You take the fetal position. You know, the one where you curl yourself up and hide from the world in your hands while the self-proclaimed fault moshes along your cerebral walls." - Seven Billion Fucks<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh, and to breathe.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 21:30:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh, and to breathe another day. Starting with the first breaths of morning, which each new day that arrives, I become smitten once more by the unfathomable wall that barricades me from other lives. Inhaling the tears others call ÂdewÂ and then, exhaling what was once laughter. How do I feel about today? How do I feel that I am alone in thinking about my life more so than others think about theirs? How do I feel when I am the only one who recaps on their day before they go to sleep. Then awaken to exhale thoughts, feelings, life. Forget, oh, dear God, forget. I am one day closer to dying. Breathe. I must cherish these days. Breathe. I must strive for today will be one of the first days I begin living on oxygen.<br />
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I built a new chat room for those who need advice with life or have personal problems. Even the questions about emotions and discussions about theorists and psychologists like Sigman Froid and Josef Breue. Guests and Clients will be put in the comfy seat where the psychologists and therapist will be in aid in the <a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/chat/PsychoChat">#PsychoChat</a>. This is also a fun chat to get away from the strict ones. : ]<br />
Rules haven't been made as of yet, but they will be later on this week.<br />
<br />
I'm also found in <a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/damnlit">#DamnLit</a> and <a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/irpg">#irpg</a>, but I suggest you not talking to me in that room. X D<br />
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<br />
<a href="http://paradoxicalshaman.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/a/paradoxicalshaman.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconparadoxicalshaman:" title="paradoxicalshaman"/></a>, I give you my greatest support in words, thought, and heart. I know you'll make it through.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~ohemgeeejackiee</author>
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                <title>VACK STICKAM</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 23:19:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ : D<br />
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<br />
So, I'm on Stickam.com<br />
anddd<br />
Here's my profile<br />
<a href="http://www.stickam.com/profile/jackiebobackie">[link]</a><br />
<br />
It's like a Myspace.com but with webcam. So you can watch me AND devwatch me. FAHAHA<br />
 : D<br />
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I built a new chat room for those who need advice with life or have personal problems. Even the questions about emotions and discussions about theorists and psychologists like Sigman Froid and Josef Breue. Guests and Clients will be put in the comfy seat where the psychologists and therapist will be in aid in the <a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/chat/PsychoChat">#PsychoChat</a>. This is also a fun chat to get away from the strict ones. : ]<br />
Rules haven't been made as of yet, but they will be later on this week.<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm also found in <a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/damnlit">#DamnLit</a> and <a href="http://chat.deviantart.com/irpg">#irpg</a>, but I suggest you not talking to me in that room. X D<br />
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Oh, and my new twin is <a href="http://paradoxicalshaman.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/a/paradoxicalshaman.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconparadoxicalshaman:" title="paradoxicalshaman"/></a><br />
He suggested I should get an amusement park.<br />
TWO POINTS!<br />
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<br />
and, <a href="http://lescheveux.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/e/lescheveux.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconlescheveux:" title="lescheveux"/></a> is my new cuddle buddy C=<br />
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: D<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Well, shit.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 20:59:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's so many entries I would like to major. For instance: English, fashion design, and go to cosmetology school for makeup.<br />
I've had so many dreams to achieve and I thought I could only choose one, however, I have recently realized you don't have to achieve only one dream.<br />
I want to write a novel that the whole country-- the whole WORLD to read.<br />
I want to become a well known makeup artist for M.A.C.; all I ever use is M.A.C. cosmetics. I also want to go to a foreign country to study fashion design and most likely move out of the United States. I would be much happier without its' cruelties and fake people. I've been utterly depressed lately for the people weighing me down. Its unloyalties and sad endings that make me want to cry. I would explain more if we would discuss this in conversation, otherwise, this is just a journal entry.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~ohemgeeejackiee</author>
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                <title>I'm Back</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 17:13:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm Jackie, formally known as MrEgirl. You probably remember and know me, most of you that is. I've changed a lot since many of you have heard. I've lost weight, became more mature, my music taste is very eclectic, and my personality as well. Though, I still have an eye for art and thus, I came back to DeviantART. Beginning of a new MrEgirl plus, the one and only Jackie. I'll edit more of this later, I'm about to fall asleep.<br />
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<b>MUZIX</b><br />
myspace.com/wherestharice<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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