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                <title>100 Themes</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 11:17:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1.) Make 100 pics each pic having a theme listed below. Each pic should have ONE and only ONE theme to it, for it to count.<br /><br />2.) No time limit so have fun<br /><br />3.) The main picture should be drawn but not limited to. for all fair purposes, people are allowed to use their paint programs and photo shop to create the pic.<br /><br />3a.) Pics should be of own artistic ability. You may not edit photos, or break any other rules set out in the Da etiquette policy. Your pics can be anything from sketches and doodles to great master pieces. Just have fun with it.<br /><br />4.) The list below is to be placed somewhere in your journal for others to see that......<br />A.)You are in the challenge<br />B.)What you have completed<br /><br />5.) Make sure to update this list and check off what is done and make a link to the pic<br /><br />6.) In the comments for your art work note if it is part of the list and what ONE theme it is.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The list<br />1. Introduction <br />2. Love <br />3. Light <br />4. Dark <br />5. Seeking Solace <br />6. Break Away <br />7. Heaven<br />8. Away<br />9. Cut<br />10. Breathe<br />11. Memory<br />12. Insanity<br />13. Misfortune<br />14. Smile<br />15. Silence<br />16. Spit<br />17. Blood<br />18. Under<br />19. Gray<br />20. Fortitude<br />21. War<br />22. Mother<br />23. Distastefull<br />24. Want<br />25. Lurking<br />26. Europe<br />27. Foreign<br />28. Sorrow<br />29. Urban<br />30. Rain<br />31. Flower<br />32. Night<br />33. Wrath<br />34. Moon<br />35. Walk<br />36. Precious<br />37. See<br />38. Abandoned<br />39. Dream<br />40. 4:29 PM<br />41. Citric Acid<br />42. Still<br />43. Die<br />44. Two Roads<br />45. Two Guns<br />46. Drop<br />47. Dirt<br />48. Young<br />49. Preservatives<br />50. Breaking the Rules<br />51. Sport<br />52. Old<br />53. Desecrate<br />54. Tower<br />55. Need<br />56. Biohazard<br />57. Sacrificial<br />58. Kick in the Head<br />59. No Way Out<br />60. Desert<br />61. Fairy Tale<br />62. Voodoo<br />63. Do Not Disturb<br />64. City<br />65. Horrorific<br />66. Snow<br />67. Drum<br />68. Hero<br />69. Annoyance<br />70. 67%<br />71. Obsession<br />72. Mislead<br />73. I. Can't.<br />74. Confrontation<br />75. Mirror<br />76. Broken<br />77. Testament<br />78. Drink<br />79. FUCK [if this theme offends you, you may do the alternate theme "Balk"]<br />80. Words<br />81. Pen and Paper<br />82. +<br />83. Heal<br />84. Cold<br />85. Sick<br />86. Seeing Red<br />87. Hunger<br />88. Pain<br />89. Through the Fire<br />90. Triangle<br />91. Drown<br />92. Rape<br />93. Iron<br />94. Soft<br />95. Advertisement<br />96. Storm<br />97. Safety<br />98. Puzzle<br />99. Alone<br />100. Gone<br /><br />**This is not mine, I found it and plan on finishing it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>She's in the Army now. Kind of.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 10:54:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So...I got into WestPoint, right? And I went, and it was awesome, and then...I hurt myself. So I'm back home for a year, then I go back and start over. <br /><br />However. <br /><br />I'm coming home to my psycotic mother, and I only came back for my boyfriend, who now, apparently, does not want to actually be my boyfriend. So....that in itself was hard, but the fact that he's been acting like my boyfriend, to the point of us ending up making out when he walks me to my door, or other less innocent pursuits, etc etc. So, I have no idea whats actually going on. I'm hoping I don't come out of this being his booty call. Because then I'd have to do someone some bodily harm, because I really don't like being fucked with.<br /><br />But, on the bright side, I'll be getting my own apartment, which will be awesome, and I can't wait. My roomate and I have already wrangled up a leather couch, a full dish set, 2 plasma tv's with wall mounts, an xbox and a Ps2, 3 laptops, a bed, a pimp robe, a vast movie collection, a charcoal grill, and his mother wants to pay a maid to come clean our apartment every week. Now...all we need is an apartment.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Reserve Judgement</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 20:37:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So,I've been abandonded by the boyfriend. And then informed the second he comes back to town, he will be leaving to go spend time with the same friend he is leaving with TODAY. I mean, REEEEALLY? AND he refuses to tell me ALL SORTS of things that I think I should know. HOW IRRITATING. Yeah, we'll see what HE gets for christmas. <br /><br />I've gotten another drastic haircut. It's pretty drastic. But awesome. <br /><br />I think I'm going to try and spend as much time out of the house this break as possible. <br /><br />I'm also having problems. I should be having an emotional crisis. And I'm not. My little brother commited suicide almost two weeks ago, and I'm not the blubbering mess everyone thinks I should be. Everyone keeps saying, Oh, you're <i>so strong.</i> But heres the thing. I don't feel strong. I feel confused, because I <i>should</i> be a complete and total mess. I mean, my little brother killed himself. And I'm still buying christmas presents and going on with my life. I mean, sure, I'm kinda messed up about it, and I'm definitly sad; but I've come to terms with it? I can talk about him, go in his room, and it dosen't bother me. He wrote me a note that says he loves me. He did it to himself. It sure as hell wasn't an accident. <br /><br />I probably know better than anyone on the planet excatly WHY he did it. Maybe thats why I'm not having fits? Because I refuse to hold it aginst him? Or because I don't have to worry about him anymore? That sounds horrible, but sometimes I really wondered if he could make it in 'real life.' <br /><br />But I guess now it's not an issue. I'm going to miss him. But I still have to live my life, right?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 21:54:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've realized that when wearing noise cancelling headphones, one must actually take them out to converse with people. Otherwise, they may be able to hear you, but no, they're not talking quietly, you just can't hear them. <br /><br />I've also realized it's nice not to have to hide things from people. And that having a boyfriend from which one can rely on getting action is REALLY NICE. But not when you're trying to foc on ANYthing else. Like, reality, for instance. <br /><br />I got in a wreck today. It happened really fast. One moment I was talking, and the next we were spinning across the freeway. I don't know how we avoided getting T-boned y oncoming traffic. Because we were exiting the freeway, and the Bingle exit is always pretty bottlenecked. So we stopped. The Beemer behind us stopped. The asshole in the truck behind the beemer hit his gas. The beemer was sandwiched. We came out okay. I'm fine, so is bill, but his truck has seen better days. <br /><br />I'm late on so many college applications. I just don't know where to start, or where to go. I need to get my nomination taken care of, but the paperwork is insane.<br /><br />I just need to figure out how to get my ass in gear and my head out of the clouds. We'll see how that goes.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 21:54:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've realized that when wearing noise cancelling headphones, one must actually take them out to converse with people. Otherwise, they may be able to hear you, but no, they're not talking quietly, you just can't hear them. <br /><br />I've also realized it's nice not to have to hide things from people. And that having a boyfriend from which one can rely on getting action is REALLY NICE. But not when you're trying to foc on ANYthing else. Like, reality, for instance. <br /><br />I got in a wreck today. It happened really fast. One moment I was talking, and the next we were spinning across the freeway. I don't know how we avoided getting T-boned y oncoming traffic. Because we were exiting the freeway, and the Bingle exit is always pretty bottlenecked. So we stopped. The Beemer behind us stopped. The asshole in the truck behind the beemer hit his gas. The beemer was sandwiched. We came out okay. I'm fine, so is bill, but his truck has seen better days. <br /><br />I'm late on so many college applications. I just don't know where to start, or where to go. I need to get my nomination taken care of, but the paperwork is insane.<br /><br />I just need to figure out how to get my ass in gear and my head out of the clouds. We'll see how that goes.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It's been awhile</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 09:48:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, it's been awhile.<br /><br />I've got a new boytoy. <br />I'm gainfully employed. <br />My hair has been drasticly changed.<br />I got a new phone.<br />I survived District Inspection. <br />I'm thinking about my future more.<br />I have less and less time for things that I love.<br />Drama's getting harder and harder to deal with, because it's getting more serious.<br />I bought a new Zune.<br />I'm ranked number one in the district now.<br />It's only a matter of time til my precriously balanced life comes tumbeling down around my ears.<br /><br />But until then....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>BLOG ATTACK!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 18:21:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ welllllll, i'm not going to spend the entire t bitching, just update on things that are going on, mostly shallow, pointless shiz that has nothing to do with anything. <br /><br />i had a boyfriend, i couldnt really stand him after a bit and got rid of him, then someone else asked me out, and i really liked him and we got on really well, but he made my life really complicated and had a few flaws that could not be ignored. so he had to go as well. then there was this adroble little mariachi boy, but i think he just wants to hook up, aaaaand i dont know if i am really feeling that. <br /><br />so, guess who is going to be dateless for military ball this year! me!!unless i can convince this sweetheart from cypress to come with me.....bwahahaha. kidding. its whatever. i'm kinda burnt out on boys right now.<br /><br />so, the hole life with the old lady, we got in a fight, and it really tore me up, but we are back to being cool now, so i can stop freaking out, and me and my doppelganger had some issues a while back, but i think thats all worked out too. <br /><br />so, colonel is gone for awhile, and that is super exciting, but i dont think i am going to get to enjoy it much, because next week is spring break.....<br /><br />speaking of, i hate it, because my mother is forcing me to go on vacation. THE WHOLE WEEK. it really effing sucks. because i have shit to do over spring break. people to catch up with, and a ridonulous amount of projects. and she is being a selfish whore and not taking that into consideration. so i plan on burning to a crisp on the first day and stayin the hoel for the rest of the week. ^-^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>i got bored of that other journal</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:42:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so, i won first in district on rifle team and dumped my boyfriend. i've fallen for a gay guy, and decided i hate most of ROTC. i fell for a guy who sees me as a y wth abnormally large breasts. <br /><br /><br />but mostly i want to kill people. if i snap and start a bloody serial killing rampage, just know, 'twill be because of high school.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>i expect this to take awhile...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 09:20:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mission Impossible: in the lighthearted spirit of networking and that sort of social lovliness, i will feature fifteen deviants on this journal. it will include asmall bio, [thier style and subject, etc.] and links to five of thier deviations, handpicked my yours truly. <br />
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Qualifying for this honor is actually quite simple: reply to this jorunal making your intent to be chosen clear, and then post a similar journal, for all that networking community loving feelings your having right now.<br />
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                <title>my thumbs havent given out yet, but im cramping</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 10:12:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i am so bored. <br />
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but i have saved the world 3 times and finally gotten to level 82. <br />
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and thats only since i got back. <br />
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i've also gotten about 5 hours sleep since i've gotten back. why?<br />
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well, someone has to smite the bad guys and save the would, right?<br />
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amen to obsessive gaming.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>F E H</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 08:55:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so, i dont even know where to start. k, here goes.<br />
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first off, i found people. people my age. 5 days from when i go home, they magically appear, and want to hang out. how much does that suck.<br />
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numero dos, we had kids yesterday. like, a five and three year old. and i dont do kids. that bit kinda hard, but i just stayed out of the way.<br />
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thrice, i found out one of my friends had to put down her horse. and shes really broken up about it. <br />
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and forth, i think i broke my camra.<br />
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cinq, we have 2 really bix boxes of books that i wont be able to finish til i come back next summer. <br />
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im telling you, fate is out to bite me in the ass.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>boring much?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jul 2007 09:18:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so, 34 b is the most boring assortment of bras ever. how do i know? because im wearing them. i just graduated from A, and i foun NO, let me repeat that, NO fun bras. and thats kind of depressing. but i guess i'll live. [i got a bunch of fun undies instead.]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>wax on, wax off</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2007 08:47:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so, i detailed dads car, and i must admit, found a sort of guilty pleasure from it. and that cant be good. but anyeays, i just saw the transformers movie, and i think im in love with a giant robot. well, at least its not beastiality, right?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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