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                <title>eart</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2004 04:50:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it is officially 1:45 am and i am not  even close to tired.  well, my body is  about to disconnect from my head  because it has died from my wee little  run, however... fear not! for i shall  keep it attached at all costs.   although letting it do as it will,  could make for some interesting  pictures... if i friggin had  batteries!!! <br />
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hehehehe eart...... i love it. ]]></description>
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                <title>curse them all!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 17:00:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hate batteries! or maybe they just  hate me.... i have 2 more days to take  pictures....and then im stuck for  awhile as the mother will be home...and  my friggin batteries die! curses...will  have to scrounge up some money to buy  new ones...and quickly!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>parking lots</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2004 03:45:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have decided to drop the issue of my  last journal.  i believe him much more  than i believe her and  therefore...skrew what she says.<br />
as for everything else.... some people  really should be shot<br />
<br />
i feel like there should be more to  this journal; like it doesnt say much.   especially after the day ive had, half  awesome... half hell.  maybe i dont  care anymore.  i dont care what they  say.  i dont care what they think, or  do.  i have a friend who says its  rather easy to pretend you dont care,  and that after awhile, you really dont  care anymore. ]]></description>
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                <title>i cause my insanity</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2004 15:30:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ive never understood why i do these  things to myself.  why do i ask when i  know i'll hate the answer?  when i know  it will haunt me and cause way more  harm than good.  ive wanted to  know...exactly what happened.  and now  that i do.... i would do anything to  erase if from my knowledge.<br />
i should leave it alone and drop it  from my mind, knowing what i do of the  source.  i sit here trying to remind  myself of her hatred for him and how  she has caused many problems in my life  already, why let her mark this on her  list?  i know it was told how it was,  and to the person it was, for the  belief that it would find its way to  me... to my ears, or eyes in this case.   and sure enough, it did.  quite soon  too.  <br />
i know it meant nothing.  i know of his  returned disgust for her, and of the  intoxication that had been involved...  however the images that reside in my  mind at this moment are rather hard to  stomach.<br />
but...its my own fault.  i wanted to  know, and now i do.  i am the cause of  my insanity and i will deal with the  consequenses of my curiousity. ]]></description>
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                <title>still scarce</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 23:28:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well....yeah ]]></description>
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                <title>for a bit</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2004 15:47:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ im going to be gone for a bit.  or if i  am around it will be sparingly as my  computer is being sold to a friend and  taken away today.  then, im moving into  my aunts house and dont know when/how  or if i will be able to submit pictures  but, i will try.  see you all hopefully  soon<br />
...i miss you love... hope to talk to  you<br />
<br />
my parting words <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
"always throw spilled salt over your  left shoulder.  keep rosemary by your  garden gate.  plant lavender for luck.   and fall in love when ever you can." ]]></description>
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                <title>whenever</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2004 01:31:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ im not one to bad-mouth my  ex-boyfriends, my old friends, my  father.  but ive suddenly realized why,  sometimes, it just has to be done.  <br />
in relationships for example,  i do it  for the same reason he does.  for  reassurance.  i, for one, would be  driven crazy if he ever began to talk  about one of his past loves as though  he still had feelings for her.  even if  i knew it wasnt true.  its the same for  me.  i have no desire to be with either  of my previous boyfriends, none at all.   but if i sat in disscussion with him,  even once, and talked about either of  them in anyway loving,  well... i know  it would be a mistake.  we cut down our  past relationships for the comfort of  our significant other.  true, im not  proud of my past boyfriends, however i  dont like to "bad-mouth" them, so to  speak.  it gives me a sense of guilt.   disloyalty even.  because at one point  i felt for them, and they poured  themselves into me.  and for that i  feel terrible about the things i  sometimes say regarding them.  but now  ive realized why i do it.  why we do  it.  its like saying "the others mean  nothing to me" very secretly, very  discreetly.  its a sweet reassurance  hidden beneath common conversation.   and i wouldnt have it any other way.   he needs it just as i do.  and in that  way, im happy to do it.<br />
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sorry about the randomness of the  subject ]]></description>
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                <title>doesnt</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2004 13:12:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it doesnt ring.  it just doesnt ring.   they tell you when its gonna ring but  it doesnt.  so you spend all night and  all morning sleeping on the couch,  waiting for it to ring so you can catch  it before it wakes up the rest of the  house ...and it still doesnt ring.   will someone please make it ring? ]]></description>
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                <title>thing...b/c it occupies me</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 03:41:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ stole this from the same person i  always do....<br />
<br />
Your full name:: hmmm<br />
Age:: illegal<br />
Height:: 5'4"<br />
Natural hair colour:: brown-ish<br />
Eye colour:: blue<br />
Number of siblings:: 1<br />
Glasses/contacts?:: neither<br />
Piercings:: 6... 5 in my ears and one  in my nose<br />
Tattoos:: Not yet<br />
Braces?:: nope<br />
FAVOURITE<br />
<br />
Colour:: dont have one<br />
Band:: ugh...cant choose<br />
Song:: reroute to remain ~in flames<br />
Stuffed animal:: a little black teddy  bear thats wearing a red shirt....  guess who its from <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
TV show:: dont watch tv that much<br />
Movie:: not sure i have a favourite<br />
Book::  "angus, thongs, and  full-frontal snogging", "old magic",  er....too many<br />
Food:: definetly ice cream<br />
Scent:: mambo cologne for men.... hehe<br />
Animal:: tiger<br />
Comic book:: no thanks...<br />
Cereal:: i dont like breakfast foods<br />
Website:: one word... girltripped<br />
Cartoon:: marvin the martian<br />
<br />
DO YOU<br />
<br />
Play an instrument?: heh no<br />
Watch TV more than 60 hours a week?: is  that even possible w/o your eyes  falling out?<br />
Like to sing?: um....for myself yes,  for others.. not so much<br />
Have a job?:: unfortunately...besides  the money bit, and the fact that its  actually a good job<br />
Have a cell phone?:: yup<br />
Like to play sports?::  used  to...soccer.. its a father-daughter  thing<br />
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend?:: yep <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/embarrassed.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blush:" title="Blush" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
someone?:: ..<br />
<br />
Have any special talents/skills?::  um...idk you tell me.. i suppose belly  dancing may count<br />
Excercise daily?:: nope...but i should<br />
Like school?:: no<br />
<br />
CAN YOU<br />
<br />
Sing the alphabet backwards?:: uh, not  w/o getting confused<br />
Stand on your tip toes without wearing  shoes?:: yep<br />
Speak any other languages?:: un poco  first year espanol<br />
Go a day without food?:: easily<br />
Roll your tongue?:: Yea.. <br />
Eat a whole pizza?:: dear god no<br />
<br />
HAVE YOU EVER<br />
<br />
Snuck out of the house?:: i wish... if  the damn door wasnt so loud.....<br />
Cried to get out of trouble?:: When i  was little<br />
Gotten lost in your city?:: hehe...man  is that a story<br />
Seen a shooting star?:: Yes<br />
Had a serious surgery?:: no<br />
Stolen something important to someone  else?:: no<br />
Solved a rubiks cube?:: no but ive seen  the movie (Cube...its odd)<br />
Gone out in public in your pajamas?::  if i had a dime for everytime ive done  this... maybe id have about $2<br />
Cried over a girl?:: yes<br />
Cried over a boy?:: hah! lets not go  there k?<br />
Kissed a random stranger?:: er...no<br />
Hugged a random stranger?:: no<br />
Been in a fist fight?:: almost....over  lipgloss (dont even get me started at  how stupid this was)<br />
Been arrested?:: no<br />
Done drugs?:: no<br />
Had alcohol?:: well, yes<br />
Kicked a guy where it hurts?:: only on  accident!!! iswear we were just beating  each other up for fun and i missed  and...oh wait, did i just say that?<br />
Been in love?:: in past tense, i  thought i was, but compared to now... i  was very very wrong. present tense..  yes<br />
Been to a casino?:: not that i can  remember<br />
Ran over an animal and killed it?::  eek! no<br />
Broken a bone?:: no<br />
Gotten stitches?:: nope (good too.. id  probably faint)<br />
Bitten someone?::  hehehehe....um...yeeeaaah<br />
<br />
WHENS THE LAST TIME YOU<br />
<br />
Brushed your teeth:: before i went to  work this afternoon<br />
Went to the bathroom:: im not sure...at  somepoint this evening... maybe while  my sister was shopping<br />
Saw a movie in theaters:: couple weeks  ago... spiderman 2 ... i cried (dont  ask)<br />
Read a book:: i read an entire one  today <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
Had a snow day:: hah! how about 7 years  ago<br />
Had a slumber party:: 2 nites before my  boyfriend left...<br />
Made fun of someone:: this is a daily  ritual... its family thing.. ugh we are  terrible<br />
Tripped in front of someone:: no clue<br />
Got sick:: currently am <br />
Cursed:: yesterday when i broke  something<br />
<br />
LOVE AND ALL THAT CRAP<br />
<br />
Have you ever been in love?:: yes ma'am<br />
If you have, with who?:: well, his name  is Jed <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/embarrassed.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blush:" title="Blush" /><br />
Are you single?:: happily not<br />
Are you in a relationship?:: happily  yes<br />
If so, for how long?:: hmm.... since  april 20th so....3 months<br />
What is your... ]]></description>
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                <title>slice</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2004 12:55:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ would someone please please make thins  sick feeling go away!!!!! its driving  me nuts.  im going all wonky these  days.  with this sick thing, and im  missing jed terribly (even more so when  i was walking home yesterday :0 ) and  now the batteries in my camera are  dying so i have to go get some more...  except that im running out of money  (that i am letting myself spend anyway)  and i have to walk there and back.   which i seriously wouldnt mind if it  werent for this evil sick thing!!! its  a vicious circle. ]]></description>
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                <title>*psychic*</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2004 01:00:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ alrighty....im gonna tell everyone a  little about themselves.... you just  have to do a few things for me ok? and  then i shall tell you about yourself  ...<br />
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1) describe the first color that comes  to mind in 3 adjectives (*example-  orange: bright, sunny, cheerful)<br />
<br />
2) describe your favourite animal in 3  adjectives<br />
<br />
3) describe your ideal car in 3  adjectives<br />
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4) describe a body of water (any body  of water) in 3 adjectives ]]></description>
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                <title>i dont have a title</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 18:13:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ stupid site wont let me submit my  picture!!! anybody else have this  problem today? grar... well, at least i  have about 3 more hours to attempt  it....<br />
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had a dream involving lots and lots of  shrimp last nite.  went out to dinner  with my boyfriend and we were eating  tons of shrimp.  which is stupid  because... i hate shrimp.<br />
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and speaking of the boyfriend... i now  regret not introducing him to my  father.  i was talking to my dad today  and he "expressed" to me that he  wouldve liked to have "met the man for  5 minutes and shook his hand, if he had  known we were going to be this  serious."  crap... i hate disappointing  people. ]]></description>
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                <title>*lalalalalala*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 01:43:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ had a much more positive (thats the  word i was looking for) conversation  with him today.  left me anxious to  talk to him again the entire day...  which made work feel especially long.  but...anyhoo... im feeling mucho  better.  just... now i miss him even  more!!! ahhhhhh!   <br />
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oh crap i had something to write but  now i forget.... oh! right yeah....  more pictures soon as the mother is  going back to work  *coughthankgodcough*.  lalalalala feel  like dancing naked.... but i wont so i  will save ya'll the horrific image.... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
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i just....im way too giddy to  write...must go... un-giddy myself ]]></description>
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                <title>slipping</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2004 16:34:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ive gone from an ultimate high, to now  being so stressed out and entirely on  the verge of tears.<br />
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why do the countries have to make  everything so hard?  i swear i wont  give up until we can find some way for  us to be together.  all this permit  shit is starting to deminish my hope  for (what i thought was going to be)   my practically perfect future... or as  close to it as possible.  im just  sinking in doubt and i hate it.  i  refuse to give up though i fear that i  might.  i would never forgive myself if  i did.  my sister said to me once...  "whatever you do, dont let him go.   youve found the prince charming amoung  the frogs and i swear i will never  forgive you if you give him up.  unless  something absolutely horrible happens  between you two....dont you dare let  him go."  and she was entirely right.   i just dont know what to do.  im so  lost and .... on top of all of this, am  having family problems and problems  with some people in my life and its  like... i just want to fall off the  face of the earth, come back...and find  that everything is ok.  but it'll never  happen.<br />
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please...dont let me give up on this. ]]></description>
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                <title>public toilet fires</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2004 04:14:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ did a wonderful thing tonite.  i  recommend it to anyone with any past  feelings for someone they were involved  with...or even if you dont (as in my  case)...just to give yourself a sense  of closure.  that wonderful sense of  closure.  <br />
it was just something a friend and i  have done (only not this elebrate)  since weve known each other, to  liberate ourselves from anything  weighing us down.  i actually proceeded  to do exactly what i wrote about in my  last poem... it was a fabulous nite.   the sky was so clear you could see all  the heavens....slightly (and  ironically) metaphorical for my state  of mind post ritual <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>random question w/ a story</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2004 18:46:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok so...does anyone know anything about  getting a work permit/ study permit to  either well, work or study in canada?  because ive been doing research on it  for the past few hours and the more i  read the more confused i become.  help!<br />
<br />
i love everyone around here.  i love  the fact that i barely know people but  i look forward to hearing from them  more then most of my friends and the  people ive spent my entire school year  with.  i love you guys <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> 's to all! ]]></description>
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                <title>spring cleaning....er.....</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2004 03:12:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok so...fall cleaning and it wasnt my  house.  im cleaning up around here.  deleting old memories that i dont want  to remember.  was going through all of  my journals and past submissions and  realized some things about myself. not  quite sure exactly what they are right  now, but ask me tomorrow and i may be  able to answer you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />  i feel like  slapping myself for ever doing  something that i did.  i took someone  back when i should never have....  however, i have to wonder if things  wouldve turned out differently if i  hadnt taken him back...<br />
<br />
...it feels quite liberating to select  "no longer desired" as a reason to  delete these things.  *sighs with a  smile at the best choice shes ever made  in her entire life* <--- to give up what  i knew was dead... for something so  wonderful i never in my wildest dreams  couldve imagined ]]></description>
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                <title>more floors</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2004 18:18:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this happy little girl... now has to go  to her unhappy little work...... ugh  more floors <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>incognito</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2004 02:29:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ not much reason for calling this  journal by that title.  god damnit  someone needs to smack me.  there are  people out there right now in so much  pain, physical and/or emotional, and  here i sit worrying about whether or  not my phone is going to ring.  whether  or not he forgot about me.  when i  know, i really do know, that there is a  completely understandable reason.  its  called work, shit happens.  oh great  now im trying to convince myself of  things infront of everyone *slaps her  own forehead*.  im being stupid. i know  this.  and then i have to wonder if he  goes this nuts after going an entire  day w/o talking to me.  i doubt he  does.  not because he doesnt love me or  that i doubt his feelings for me; thats  not it at all.  he just has so much  more to occupy his time and attention  and is just, in general, having a much  better summer then myself.  and only  because of that do i think going a day  or so without talking to me doesnt bug  him as much.  so i sit on my couch  scratching my eyeballs out because i  know how much of an idiot im being but  still proceed to peer at the clock  every 5 minutes and casually check my  cell incase for some reason it didnt  ring (which has happened i swear im not  entirely nuts).  <br />
<br />
geez...what is it about love that makes  us so stupid.  well, maybe stupid isnt  the right word.  nieve?  blind?   pathetic?  anxious?  hopeful?  crazy?   or maybe its just me.  maybe im just  really odd in that i dont seem to be  able to give up on a certain idea  (like, him calling me because he said  he would, twice in one day).  and that  i continue to do these silly little  pathetic things because i am so  completely whipped to the point where i  wont go to the back of my house for  very long for fear of not hearing my  phone that refuses to ring.  see?!  SEE?! im being stupid!!! hes told me so  many times how he ends up stuck at work  long after hes supposed to get off.  so  why then am i being so foolish?  why  dont i just say "skrew it" and hope  that he'll call tomorrow (because im  really not looking for a repeat of  today).  why?  i think the answer is  plain and simple..... love.<br />
the sheer desire to be with the one you  love in whatever way possible.  whether  it be via telephone, email, AIM,  letters through the post; whatever.  <br />
<br />
*sigh* i think ive finally convinced  myself of just how pathetic i am being,  however feel free to remind me through  comments; for im sure i will need it at  one time or another. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>boxes</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2004 18:09:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oh yes...they are everywhere.  i have  about 5 in my room and the funny thing  is, aside from clothes, i dont think i  have anything else to pack! and they  arent even big boxes either. theyre  little, like the kind you might get in  the mail, (ok maybe not that small) but  you get it.  <br />
<br />
the club is definetly back in full  swing isnt it love? ugh... i think he  forgot about me today <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /> in fact im quite  sure that when he woke up he probably  thought that my calling was a dream.   how sad <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />  <br />
<br />
i need to take pictures. unfortunately  i only have one idea and i need to  recruit the help of a friend for it,  and i thought i had however, she has  summer school and now a new boyfriend  (yay for her!).  its going to be a  really good picture if i ever get  around to taking it.  so i suppose in  the mean time i will probably just  resort to taking horrid photos around  the house.... even tho i have  absolutely no idea what to do <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/censored.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":censored:" title="Censored" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>the more</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jul 2004 20:32:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the more i think about things, the more  confused i get<br />
the more i wait for it, the longer its  going to take for it to happen<br />
the more i miss him, the more i love  him<br />
the more i wish for things, the more  unreachable they seem<br />
the more i ignore, the more nieve i  become<br />
the more i dont realize, the more  foolish i feel<br />
the more i want to be there, the  further away it seems<br />
the more i want it, the more i fear it<br />
the more i cry, the more i feel<br />
the more i know people, the less i know  myself<br />
the more i sit here, the more i miss ]]></description>
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                <title>oh yes... more quizy-ma-bobs</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jul 2004 03:33:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [Spell your first name backwards]:<br />
nyboR<br />
<br />
[The story behind your pen name]:<br />
i love roses (cliche i know...so shoot  me)  and at least once in my lifetime  would like to receive a single black  one.  its also slightly metaphorical  for my position in my family. i.e. the  oddball<br />
<br />
[3 words that sum you up]:<br />
i dont know (yup thats 3)<br />
<br />
{DESCRIBE YOUR}<br />
<br />
[Wallet]:<br />
baby blue with Julius on the  front...inside my check from work <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> and  a ton of pictures<br />
<br />
[Hairbrush]:<br />
Silver and black.<br />
<br />
[Jewelry you wear daily]:<br />
these days, just one sentimental  necklace... but usually im wearing all  7 of my rings too<br />
<br />
[Pillow cover]:<br />
deep purple leopard print <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/horns.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":horns:" title="Horns" /> i call them  "the pimp sheets"<br />
<br />
[Coffee cup]:<br />
the "Herman" cup...has a comic on  it..too funny, guy w/ a bowtie on his  head<br />
<br />
[Shoes]:<br />
which ones!? usually...b/w checkered  oldskool vans<br />
<br />
[CD in stereo right now]:<br />
"Classic Sinatra"<br />
<br />
[What are you are wearing now?]:<br />
Jed's boxers, his necklace, and a red  tank top<br />
<br />
[Hair]:<br />
short, couple inches below my ears,  curly (when i let it), and now an odd  color b/c of the fact that its usually  magenta<br />
<br />
[In your mouth]:<br />
Teeth, tongue, yup thats it...dont know  what in yours o.O<br />
<br />
[In your head]:<br />
memories...noodles....cobwebs....ideas.. .mud...<br />
<br />
[Eating]:<br />
Nothing.<br />
<br />
[Some of your favorite movies]:<br />
Practical Magic, Baz Lurman's Romeo &  Juliet, 10 Things I Hate About You<br />
<br />
[Something you're looking forward to]:<br />
seeing him again.....<br />
<br />
[The last thing you ate?]:<br />
tons of greek food <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> im a happy kid<br />
<br />
[Something that you are deathly afraid  of?]:<br />
er.....anything that has more them 4  legs and crawls...<br />
<br />
[Do you like candles?]:<br />
I like white candles<br />
<br />
[Do you believe in a thing called  love?]:<br />
very much *mount olympus*<br />
<br />
[Do you believe in soul mates?]:<br />
i believe i might have mentioned this  in my last journal.. but yes<br />
<br />
[Do you believe in love at first  sight?]:<br />
no...i believe in love at first speak.   first sight is just chemistry<br />
<br />
[Do you believe in forgiveness?]:<br />
depends on who you want me to  forgive...and what for<br />
<br />
[If you could have any animal for a  pet]:<br />
definetly a tiger......well, i wouldnt  mind a panda bear<br />
<br />
[What are 3 places you wouldn't mind  relocating to?]:<br />
who cares im already relocating soon  enough... however, italy, ecuador,  egypt (to study dance)<br />
<br />
[What are some of your favorite pig out  foods?]:<br />
ice cream...and i cant think of  anything else<br />
<br />
[What's something you wish you could  understand better?]:<br />
bitchy people...the ones who make your  life hell... why do they do that?<br />
<br />
[Anyone you miss that you haven't seen  in a long time?]:<br />
well this is a given....Jed <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" /><br />
<br />
{In the last 24 hours, have you}:<br />
<br />
[Cried?]:<br />
no<br />
<br />
[Gotten sick?]:<br />
no<br />
<br />
[Sang?]:<br />
um...yes, to the horror of those around  me<br />
<br />
[Eaten?]:<br />
well yes<br />
<br />
[Felt stupid?]:<br />
this is an hourly thing for me<br />
<br />
[Hugged someone?]:<br />
mmhmm<br />
<br />
[Wanted to tell someone you loved  them?]:<br />
every second of everyday<br />
<br />
[Met someone new?]:<br />
no<br />
<br />
[Talked to someone you have a crush  on?]:<br />
i dont have a crush on anyone<br />
<br />
<br />
[Dreamed about someone you can't be  with?]:<br />
yeah..... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /> (only cuz hes so far away)<br />
<br />
[Are you center of attention or the  wallflower?]:<br />
i suppose it all depends on whos around<br />
<br />
[What type of automobile do you  drive?]:<br />
the amazing invisible kind<br />
<br />
[Would you rather be with friends or on  a date?]:<br />
currently (b/c its midnight) id rather  be on a date.... i think anyone with an  other half would say date.... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" /><br />
<br />
[Do you attend church?]:<br />
no<br />
<br />
[Do you like being around people?]:<br />
which people?<br />
<br />
[Who have you known the longest?]:... ]]></description>
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                <title>new</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jul 2004 19:03:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i felt like writing a new one...however  i dont really have much to write.<br />
<br />
its amazing how one of the things i  fear most can be put into a completely  new perspective by someone.  and not  the person i expected it to be.  i  figured it would be the one involved  who would change my mind about it all,  assuming i could ever get up the  courage to tell them <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> . however, it  wasnt.  as i realized after a little  while, there really was only one person  that would be able to calm my nerves on  the subject.  im not to open about  certain aspects of my life and so it  was actually kinda nice to talk about  it.  anyways... im quite sure ive  confused a bunch of people so, a change  of subject maybe?<br />
<br />
ugh...my brain isnt working.  anyone  ever wished they had been an entirely  different person? well, maybe not  entirely, but just a few things.  or  better yet to see just for a little  while what your life wouldve been like  had you made a different choice in your  past.  to see if life wouldve been  better.  and maybe not even  that...maybe just to see.  just to see  another life, another world where  everything isnt how it is here.  which  if course makes me wonder if maybe a  such a place exists.  if maybe theres a  girl who is me except the exact  opposite living in another world, an  alternate universe.  is she friends  with the same people? is she inlove  with the same guy?  is he just as  amazing in that world as he is in this  one?  does she have the same friends?  are they the exact opposite of the  friends i have here as well?  are we  all just connected to the same people  in every single life, every spiritual  plane?  is that what it means to have a  "soul mate"?  or is that only involved  in love; the love that you can only  have for one person?<br />
<br />
ugh.....*goes to clear the mud from her  mind* ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>late night rambles</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2004 03:03:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok so...here i sit at...11:45  pm....still reasonably early  considering its summer and, im not  fricken 80.  so one would think i  wouldve done something today.  something, at least slightly  interesting....well here we go.... got  up at exactly 10 am... took  pictures....cleaned....cleaned.....went  to work and ran around all evening....  had a rather um... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> experience. then  came home and sat on my ass.  lay on my  bed thinking.....a few of my random  thoughts:<br />
<br />
why do people say that things will be  over before you know it? how do they  know? maybe time moves slower for some  then others.  and on that note, whos to  say time moves at all? maybe time truly  exists in one big lake (just to give a  visual) and we all exist within that  huge pool of time.  and because the sun  continues to rise and set, we just  assume that time moves forward.  and  why...why do things always move  forward?  why is it that nothing ever  moves backwards?  they always say we  learn from our past but then why does  nothing ever change?  look at world  right now, we are required to study  history in school, for what? to learn  from it.  but what do we really learn?  and who is actually going to use that  knowledge?  in case no one has noticed  there are very, very few people in this  country who actually have the ability  and rank in society to do something.   and even then no one ever does.  maybe  they wanted to, but there will always  be someone or some other power above  them who will disagree and put an end  to the notion.  and here i am rambling  about polictical crap....ok....<br />
<br />
and then i got thinking about love.   who decided whats to be called love and  whats not?  how can we spend our entire  lives searching for something so  precious and so rare... but some how it  seems that so many people find it.  but  then again, whos to say true love lasts  forever... the world's love is ending  in divorce and i have to wonder why  anyone gets married in the first place?   this however, maybe my parents doing,  not blame them or anything.  but i  remember thinking to myself once, "wow  i think my family is the only one i  know that is still whole, and always  will be".  who knows maybe i jinxed my  family's future.  but so far, my  experiences with love just seem to be  getting progressively better. and at  this point i am quite convinced that  ive hit the very top.  the height of  mount olympus where the gods dwell and  now theres no coming down.  however, <br />
"we all know what happens to a mortal  who gets involved with the gods"   "buggered is it?"  "every time."<br />
so then again....i think i'll take my  god and bring him back down to live  amoungst the mortals. and pray that he  doesnt miss home.<br />
<br />
alright...im shutting up now.  so  sorry, my mind works strangely at nite. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>tomorrow</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jul 2004 03:02:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ should be an interesting day...  planning on taking pictures all day but  who knows if that'll happen. supposedly  im going to be forced to pack....so  much for my plans... but i have a  friend coming over to hopefully help  out...meh....we'll see i guess. wish me  luck ]]></description>
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                <title>mind banter</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2004 15:57:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my brain has been overly loud  today...due to one stupid exchange of  words i heard on the opposite end of  the phone earlier.<br />
<br />
what is it about certain things that  just drive us to the brink of our  sanity?  what is it about those few  things that have this ability to make  us tick in the most annoying of ways?  that get to us....they crawl under our  skin and surface every time we think  we've finally passed them by.  that dig  their claws into our nerves and refuse  to relinquish their hold until we will  do anything to silence the voices in  our head.  why is it we can never make  them go away on our own? and why is it  that they are usually the smallest of  things?  not huge, life altering ideas  or problems, but the little things that  in the grand scheme of all life, one  wont remember when they are 80 years  old and looking for their teeth. <br />
<br />
and another thing.... why, when we know  we are completely over reacting, do we  continue to let it bother us? why do we  *let* it?<br />
<br />
and why....why does one little thing  that happened in just the last few  passing seconds make me feel so alone?  so, not worthy of someones time.  that  im almost a plague to be around.  its  amazing how family can do that to you.<br />
im shutting up now i promise. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>itchin'</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2004 17:17:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ im dying to take pictures!!! have a  bunch of ideas in my head and all these  tiny little obsticales in my way.  god  it sucks when you have to hide your  favorite thing from your parents.  im  not actually allowed to have a devart  page (dont ask long story). and so with  my mom home all week ( ahhhhhh! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/censored.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":censored:" title="Censored" /> ) i  cant take any photos.  ack this sucks.  its time for the mother to go back to  work...enough time off.  shes starting  to annoy me. <br />
<br />
***me want to take pictures!!!!!!!!*** ]]></description>
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                <title>i need her</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2004 14:10:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ she knows who she is.  she keeps me  sane (or as sane as possible right  babe?)  i really wish i could talk to  her right now.  my mind is reeling and  i need her to bring me back down.  just  wish i could talk to you love.  but  hopefully soon.  of course, i wish i  could talk to someone else as well, but  at this very moment, i just need to  talk to her.  i need her to calm my  crazies and bring back to earth.  i  love you gorgeous, and hope youre well. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smooch.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":smooch:" title="Smooooch!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br />
<br />
<br />
ps. Happy Canada Day everyone! ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>meh</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2004 14:08:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ shutting up for awhile now. ]]></description>
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                <title>frustrated</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2004 13:23:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ive began to realize how stuck i am.   how constantly restless i am, how much  of an insomniac ive become.     frustration just......oh screw it.  i  cant even figure out what the hell im  trying to say. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 23:31:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i feel...............<br />
                                             ...............pineapple ]]></description>
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                <title>bordem</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 03:00:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sadly...i dont have much to write.  and  so this will be an entire journal of  *nothingness*.  ive discovered that the  "time flies when....etc." bit really  does ring true.  at least in my case.   too bad the "having fun" bits are few  and far between. oh well. i'll make do.  <br />
<br />
going to be submitting some new and  different for my gallery stuff later  this week. have a model who has agreed  to help me out. *photoshoot for  tuesday* hey! national holiday coming  up (but mine is different then  yours...its 3 days earlier....July 1st  = Canada Day) hopefully going to a  concert that nite...local "battle of  the rock bands".  should be fun.<br />
<br />
i predict that by the end of the summer  i will have invested at least 2 whole  paychecks into the new greek restaurant  that just opened up.  ive been there  twice already and it opened thursday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
<br />
just want to leave a little note for my  darling...i dont know if she will get  this as she will be gone for a little  bit but, i just wanted to say..i hope  your doing well, love and im here if  and when you need me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> take care of  yourself.<br />
<br />
decided im not sitting around on my ass  any longer. im going to do things. even  if i have to resort to cleaning the  house i will do it because the busier i  am...the happier i can pretend to be. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" />  start packing next week. an entirely  huge step towards the big move. sort of  looking forward to it..sort of not (in  otherwords...soooo...much...CLEANING!)  or maybe its this week.. i dont know,  im losing track of time. i hope i dont  ever forget when i work..that would be  bad. <br />
<br />
anyway...im tired of blabbing on about  nothing now...so i will leave these  final words:<br />
i loath tomatoes...and halloween should  be a blast this year ]]></description>
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                <title>scrapbook</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jun 2004 13:40:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yes there are actually things in it...  just poetry that i didnt like enough to  put in my gallery.  have a look if you  can be bothered. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>i...i...i...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2004 11:10:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok...i got this in an email from jed  this morning and well.... lets just put  it this way...im still speechless and  probably will be for most of the day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
*poke*<br />
you mean more to me than i could ever  explain<br />
looking into your eyes, there's nowhere  i'd rather be<br />
with you in my arms i feel complete<br />
i wish you can see what you are to me<br />
<br />
you are the one that listens<br />
when i need to talk<br />
that one person that always keeps me  laughing<br />
when i have my mental blocks<br />
<br />
you are the last thing on my mind at  night<br />
and the first i think of each morning<br />
i don't think you realize the affect  you have on me<br />
you make my dreams go soaring<br />
<br />
those beautiful blue eyes of yours  always make me smile<br />
no matter how bad my day may be<br />
the best feeling in the world is being  with you<br />
in those moments all there is, is you  and me<br />
<br />
your eyes filled with love<br />
your touch is filled with care<br />
your heart filled with warmth<br />
and your beautiful voice fills the air  (wether you believe it or not, IT'S  TRUE)<br />
<br />
every thing you do<br />
and every thing you say<br />
makes me love you more and more<br />
each and every day<br />
<br />
                                         All my love,<br />
                                                         ME<br />
<br />
<br />
SEE!? SEE!? WITH THE SPEECHLESSNESS!!!  i have to go away and grin until my  face hurts now....... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>quiz thing</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2004 15:21:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:<br />
1. Robyn<br />
2. Jingles<br />
3. Boo (dont ask)<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:<br />
1. my nose piercing<br />
2. my poetry (sometimes)<br />
3. my eyes<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF:<br />
1. my extreme pessimism (if thats a  word)<br />
2. my ignorance (its rare but gets me  in lots of trouble)<br />
3. i tend to be afraid of a lot of  things<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND:<br />
1. humans (give or take an epifany or  2)<br />
2. accusations by means of small  amounts of communication<br />
3. math<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS THAT ANNOY YOU:<br />
1. being misunderstood<br />
2. stereotypes<br />
3. bimbos and pathetically fake people<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:<br />
1. birds<br />
2. bugs<br />
3. being a victim of the horrors in the  world (murder, rape, etc.)<br />
<br />
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:<br />
1. ice cream<br />
2. telephone<br />
3. boxers<br />
<br />
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITES SONGS @ THE  MOMENT:<br />
1. White Flag- Dido (weird i know but  its adicting)<br />
2. Sworn Enemy-Sworn Enemy<br />
3. Pretty Piece of Flesh-Butthole  Surfers<br />
<br />
THREE PEOPLE YOU SPEND THE MOST TIME  WITH:<br />
1. myself<br />
2. sister<br />
3. jed (though idk if it counts since  its over the phone)<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU CAN'T DO:<br />
1. sing<br />
2. draw<br />
3. keep from speaking my mind<br />
<br />
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:<br />
1. belly dancing<br />
2. photography<br />
3. (@ the moment) shopping<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE:<br />
1. an idiot-free existance (though i  fear this is impossible)<br />
2. a hot tub<br />
3. a corset (which i may get today!!!!  :woot<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:<br />
1. editor/writer for a magazine<br />
2. photographer<br />
3. something in film (make up artistry,  grp work...yada yada)<br />
<br />
THREE COLORS YOU LIKE:<br />
1. purple<br />
2. Black<br />
3. green<br />
<br />
THREE PLACES YOU WOULD GO ON VACATION:<br />
1. italy<br />
2. ecuador<br />
3. massachusets....to visit a friend  (and she knows who she is)<br />
<br />
THREE THINGS YOU JUST DID TODAY:<br />
1. take pictures<br />
2. talk to jed<br />
3. took a shower<br />
(but not in that order) ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>give up</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2004 23:49:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think im just gonna give up writing  my thoughts in this thing because they  always seem to get misinterpreted.  i  hate fighting with people and i hate it  when the things that i say get taken  entirely wrong...so im just gonna stop  writing these since most of the time,  they come off wrong or for some reason  seem more hostile then they are meant  to be. ]]></description>
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                <title>figured some sh*t out</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2004 10:33:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok so....ive had LOTS of time to think  in the past week or so and ive figured  some stuff out.  such as....? you  ask... well #1 this summer is gonna  SUCK! what i thought was going to be an  awesomely fun (ha! how do you like  that?) summer has already turned out to  be total crap.  i miss jed (<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" />) terribly  and spend a lot of time wishing i was  with him.  the friends that said they  would "save me" this summer...basically  have no time for me...which i dont  blame them for at all and im not pissed  i just kinda wished they hadnt  heightened my expectations so much to  not fufill them.  all ive done so far  is work, sit around on my ass, wish for  this summer to be over already, and  create a new club :wink:.<br />
<br />
ive also discovered that some days i  find myself slowly slipping back to the  way i was before...and this is not a  good thing.  ive also decided that if i  dont lay off the ice cream im going to  be the size of a house before august  rolls around (however maybe not since i  cant really seem to eat much else).   and finally, that i can be a horribly  pessimistic person when im in the right  modd, and i find that somewhat  annoying.  i hate pessimistic people  (or at least people who are but  shouldnt be)and i am one at least once  during the day now. grrrrr. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>:tears:</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jun 2004 14:09:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've basically had just about the  crappiest day so far this summer....and  all i wanted was to talk to him<br />
<br />
.......<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /> but that didnt happen <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" />.........<br />
<br />
i think dissappointment is one of the  worst feelings out there.  mine  currently, is that one where all  throughout your SHITTY day...you look  forward to the one thing that you know  will make it all better...and then it  never happens.  which doubles the  shittiness of your day. <br />
<br />
and the worst bit is...i have to go  back to that hell-hole tomorrow at 12  noon.<br />
<br />
ps...jed <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" />....check your email <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>Phone bills and Time differences</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2004 18:28:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 2 of the most evil things in the world.   <br />
Jed...if you see this...check your  email again! lol...just yeah..it will  save us a lot of trouble...and  hopefully save me from waking anyone in  your house. i love you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>HELP</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2004 20:56:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG IM GOING NUTS!!!! i need to talk to  him so badly....and i dont even know  what about because i cant  think!!!!!!!!! im completely lost  within my own head.  i try to empty it  all out through just talking to people,  writing, whatever and nothing works.  i  feel so restless.  i need to get out of  here...i need to do something.  i need  to think...or maybe stop thinking.  i  just cant seem to figure out WHAT THE <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/censored.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":censored:" title="Censored" />  IS GOING ON IN MY OWN HEAD!!!!! i need  to talk to him so badly...i need to see  him.  i've started to realize that he  seems to be the only thing that keeps  me sane.<br />
<br />
small confession: i think im starting  to lose it<br />
<br />
<br />
babe...if/when you read this......check  your email!!!! PLEASE!  theres one from  me called "*grin*" open it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>heeheehee / the little things</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2004 02:39:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok....im officially humbled by  girltripped.  you were right, he  called.  about an hour after we talked.   *sigh* i miss him.  so much.  but it  was so good to talk to him and hear his  voice.  and now i can call him...except  that my phone deleted the number before  i could save it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> evil phone.   but...i'll either talk to him later and  ask again...or ask his aunt for it.  <br />
<br />
babe......i love you and all the little  things about you..and us<br />
(i know you've heard most of these  before but...oh well <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> )<br />
~the way the corners of your eyes  crinkle when you smile<br />
~your frank sinatra fetish<br />
~the way i have to look straight up to  look into your eyes<br />
~the way your stomach talks to mine<br />
~the way you kiss<br />
~how much bigger your hands are then  mine<br />
~how you swept me off my feet  (literally sometimes!)<br />
~how you stole away my heart<br />
~your completely hilarious  forgetfulness<br />
~all the fun noises you can make<br />
~your wiggle-y ears<br />
~the 3 things that are constantly on  your mind<br />
~your mysterious scars<br />
~the fact that you actually hit the  dinkus for me<br />
~how you can hold both my arms with  just one hand<br />
~how kissing your nose causes you to  make funny faces<br />
~the fact that youre letting me dress  you up for halloween<br />
~the fact that you are not  perfect...even though i think so ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>gone</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2004 12:30:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ its strange to think that i wont see  him again for....god only knows.  in a  perfect world, he would be gone just 3  months and would arrive the day after  me so we could be together.  well  actually, in a perfect world he wouldnt  have to go at all.  the past four days  have been just...amazing and i realized  that i love him more then ive ever  loved anyone before.  i walked out of  his door last night and felt my heart  crack.  the tears began to fall, worse  then ever, and as i got out of the  gate, there he was.  running after me  with the same tears streaming down his  face.  he pulled me to him and told me  he loves me. he promised he would get  to canada.  promised we would be  together again.  and to put it loosely,  i cried as i walked home, all the while  looking over my shoulder in hopes that  he would come chasing after me once  more.  it was all i could do when i got  home to try to stifle my tears but as  soon as anyone asked me if i was okay,  they would fall again.<br />
<br />
i never thought that this day would  come so soon.  these past months have  gone by in such a blur it feels as  though it was never real.  like i had  never met him and he was just this  amazing person that i dreamed of day  and night.  he hold my heart in his  hands and as he stepped onto that plane  it shattered into a million tiny  pieces.  and theres nothing i can do  about it.  i saw him last only a short  3 hours ago but it fels like 3 years  and already im starting to feel hollow.   skeptics would say im being pathetic,  anyone unhappy with a love of their own  would say that all of this is just  bullshit nonsense but let me ask you  something... have you ever been in love  and then had to put that love on hold?   tuck it away neatly in a little box  only to retrieve it later and pick up  where you left off?  its an insanly  horrible feeling to know that the only  way i will see him is through  photographs.  i wont be able to hug him  or kiss him (my most favorite things in  the world).  i wont get to see him  wiggle his ears or hear him make the  fun little noises that baffle me  completely.  and so i will live in his  clothes and cry every night.  devote  myself completely to working and taking  photographs for him because i know he  loves it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> my best friends are the only  thing that are going to keep my even  semi alive, them and the day to day  phone calls with him.  i love my  friends for it too.  i wrote in a  little notebook that now sits at the  top if a mountain: <br />
<br />
"my baby is leaving me in less then 3  days time.  my heart will break as he  steps onto that plane but i will smile  upon the day i know we'll meet again.   i look at him and see all the good and  beauty in the world." <br />
i love him and all i want is  him...forever.<br />
<br />
..........canada.......... ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>Crystallinewind's Quizzy thingy!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2004 14:33:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Copy this and post it in your journal  so people get to know you better.<br />
<br />
[ 1 ] First grade teacher's name: Mrs.  Yonizawa/Mrs. Cluckey<br />
[ 2 ] Last word you said: Cluckey<br />
[ 3 ] Last song you sang: Dancin' in  Heaven (its stuck in my head <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/depressed.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":depressed:" title="Depressed" />)<br />
[ 4 ] Last person you hugged: Jed <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" /><br />
[ 5 ] Last time you had a crush: from  january to april this year<br />
[ 6 ] Last time you said I dont  fucking remember: 2 seconds ago<br />
[ 7 ] Last time you cried: wednesday<br />
[ 8 ] What's in your CD player:  Headbanger's Ball vol. 2<br />
[ 9 ] What colour socks are you  wearing: lovely flesh coloured ones<br />
[ 10 ] What's under your bed: boxes and  boxes of random things and most likely  a cocaroach or 2<br />
[ 11 ] What time did you wake up today:  7:30am<br />
[ 12 ] Current taste: toothpaste<br />
[ 13 ] Current hair: 2 inches below my  ears, pink/brown<br />
[ 14 ] Current clothes: Pjs<br />
[ 15 ] Current annoyance: ergh...dont  ask<br />
[ 16 ] Current longing: to be rid of my  current annoyance<br />
[ 17 ] Current desktop picture: a  picture of a rose that i took[ 18 ]  Current worry: still related to the  current annoyance<br />
[ 19 ] Current hate: being a girl<br />
[ 20 ] Current favourite article of  clothing: the shirt im wearing in "two  faced" and "other half"<br />
[ 21 ] Favourite physical feature of  the opposite sex: smile<br />
[ 22 ] Last CD that you listened to:  headbangers ball vol.2<br />
[ 23 ] Favourite place to be: in his  arms <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" /><br />
[ 24 ] Least favourite place: at work  when the bosses are there<br />
[ 25 ] Time you wake up in the morning:  any fruggin time i want now!!!  summer!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/horns.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":horns:" title="Horns" /><br />
[ 26 ] If you could play an instrument,  what would it be: not very original  but...the electric guitar<br />
[ 27 ] Favourite color: *sigh* black (i  think i can never decide)<br />
[ 28 ] Do you believe in an  afterlife:yes<br />
[ 29 ] How tall are you: a midget 5'4<br />
[ 30 ] Current favourite word/saying:  Current fav word: fruggin'<br />
[ 31 ] Favourite book: Angus, Thongs,  and Full Frontal Snogging (fuckin  hilarious!)<br />
[ 32 ] Favourite season: spring<br />
[ 33 ] One person from your past you  wish you could go back and talk to:  none @ the moment...but soon to have  many<br />
[ 34 ] Favourite day: Friday or  saturday<br />
<br />
[[[ FUTURE ]]]<br />
[ 35 ] Where do you want to go: italy  or london<br />
[ 36 ] What is your career going to be  like: fun....all i want is something i  can have fun doing<br />
[ 37 ] How many kids do you want: no  clue<br />
[ 38 ] What kind of car will you have:  old firebird in jet black<br />
<br />
[[[ HAVE YOU EVER... ]]]<br />
[Gotten in a fight w/your  dog/cat/bird/fish, etc: ] yes,i came  away with many strange little nail  marks<br />
[ Been to New York?: ] yes<br />
[ Been to Florida?: ] no<br />
[ San Diego, Cali?: ] no, yes<br />
[ Hawaii?: ] i am currently stuck on  one of those little rocks in the middle  of the pacific so i believe my answer  is yes<br />
[ Mexico?: ] No <br />
[ China?: ] No<br />
[ Canada?: home...of course ive been  there! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />
[ Danced naked?: ] hmm...i'll take the  5th<br />
[ Dreamed something really crazy and  then it happened the next day:] oh  yeah...deja vou for hours man<br />
[ Wanted to be the opposite sex: ] only  for a day...anymore then that would be  hell<br />
<br />
[[[ RANDOM ]]]<br />
[ Do you have a crush on someone?: ] no  im in love with someone<br />
[ What book are you reading now?: ]  hopefully the Illiad soon<br />
[ Worst feeling in the world: ] being  alone ]]></description>
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                <title>words of wisdom</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2004 15:11:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it takes a minute to have a crush on  someone, an hour to like someone, and a  day to fall in love with someone.  but  it takes a lifetime to forget someone. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>questioning</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2004 10:38:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok...who the hell calls someone at 3:00  in the morning and tells that person  that they saw that persons boyfriend  with another girl today?! what the  fuck?! yeah so...i got that call this  about 4 1/2 hours ago exactly from  someone i dont know. i mean, the voice  sounded vaguely familiar but the number  came up as "restricted" on my cell.  so  now...and then too of course.....i have  all these questions circling around my  head.<br />
who the hell was it that called me?<br />
how the f*uck did they get my number?<br />
WHY were they calling me at 3 O'CLOCK  AM to tell me they saw my bf with  another girl?<br />
why didnt they call him buy his name  instead of saying "youre going out with  that haole boy right?"<br />
<br />
i mean, im not even CLOSE to being  upset about what he was trying to get  across (that hes cheating on me).   because he is an amazing guy and i  trust him completely (plus we both know  how impossible it is to keep something  like that a secret <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />)  i mean come on!  grrrr....im gonna go now b/c its 7:30  in the morning and i havent slept at  all due to my pathetic paranoia (not  about the phone call) which is still  swirling around in my brain due to the  fact that my <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/censored.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":censored:" title="Censored" /> hands are shaking! ]]></description>
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                <title>speechless</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 22:01:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ theres just no other way to put it.   i.....he.......so sweet.  i just came  home today to find him sitting outside  my front door with half a dozen red  roses and i just melted on the spot! i  couldnt stop grining for 10 minutes  straight and everytime i thought about  it after that.  im still grining as i  write this! ive never had anything like  that happen before and it was just  so..........so............AH! no words.   i love him so much.  hes so sweet  and.......romantic, as corny as that  sounds but....he just...sweeps me off  my feet (literally  sometimes).....*sigh* gonna stop  gushing now.......*GRIN* ]]></description>
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                <title>..........blachk</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2004 20:49:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ewww....i feel so gross.  hate being  sick.  hate it with a passion.  which  is what the "blachk" is for.<br />
cleaned up around here a bit.....well,  deleted something i was asked to.  god,  im starting to realize just how hard  these next few months are going to be.   i mean, hes leaving in 3 weeks and i  have no idea how long it will be until  i get to see him again.  i just have  this image of him up there in colorado  having a wonderful time with his  friends and then he'll realize just how  much he loves it there and will decide  not to come with me.  and i will sit  here on this rock for the entire summer  missing him sooo much i wont be able to  move.  <br />
but aside from those things...my friend  mentioned something interesting the  other day...about how it might be weird  seeing him, or just being with him,  after that much time apart.  but you  know what?  i dont consider that a  problem because i know that i will fall  madly in love with him all over again.   i love him now...i'll love him while  hes gone...and i will fall head over  heels in love with him all over again  when we are together again, whenever  that may be. ]]></description>
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                <title>thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2004 00:55:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ life is a complete whirlwind these  days.  wow.....one minute im so happy i  could walk on water (those are the  minutes when im with him <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />), and the  next im worried or upset.  argh.<br />
<br />
anyways...i decided something today.   the one person you can really vent to  about ANYTHING isnt someone who sees  you everyday.  its not someone who  knows everyone you mention.  its  someone who plays a very small role in  your life.  they sort of stand on the  sidelines watching and waiting for  updates on how things are going in the  game.  they support everything you do  even if they barely see you, but yet  have enough meaning in your life for  you to completely accept their opinions  and suggestions.  you see, you can run  to them when everyone you want to run  to first, is for some reason  unavailable.  they smile upon your  accomplishments and bask in your glory  just as much as you do yourself.  all  they want is for your next visit to be  just as happy if not more, then your  previous.  and usually...they are way  older, and way wiser then you are,  which is why you hold them in the  highest respect.<br />
<br />
reassured someone of a few things  today....i know they'll be very happy.   found out a few things i needed to  know.  huge weight lifted off my chest  but for some reason......my whole body  aches. pain! ]]></description>
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                <title>mush</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 20:47:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok....................MY BRAIN IS  OFFICIALLY MUSH! i hate this.  i have  soooo many things just swirling through  my brain and some of them are  good.....wonderful even....but then  others of them are of the not-so-good  sort and are haunting me.  i have all  these thoughts that well, i think i  need to get out but CANT because im  dumb.  certain things are just dragging  on my concentration and  just.....grrrrrrrrrr....... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/censored.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":censored:" title="Censored" /><br />
<br />
anyways....thats my rant for today.   its fucking POURING OUTSIDE! and  normally that would be awesome because  i love rain but i have to finish  filming this damn movie for fucking  mcmonagle's class and  just........grrrrr.  now im gonna have  to stand in oober cold water while i  get drenched in oober cold rain.   fantastic.  wow....this journal is  really not how ive been over the last  few days.  in all honesty ive been  completely happy (give or take a few  issues) and this really doesnt show it.   oh boo fruggin hoo.  as far as my  happiness goes....all i can say is  *FRIDAY NIGHT* <br />
and livi......i am very sorry that we  kept you up <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> but you hypocrit (cant  spell) you! "go to bed" and then HALF  AN HOUR OF NOISES! grrr.....now we are  even <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>***sigh***</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2004 20:42:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ***BLISS*** ]]></description>
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                <title>decision</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2004 11:56:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ decided to delete my last journal.   totally over reacted to something and  now i fully just dont care..........<br />
<br />
oh! im being replaced......yes, you  heard me.......my friends are replacing  me...........*fake smile* dont i look  happy? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>long time</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2004 18:38:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so....i havent submitted anything new  for awhile and i havent written one of  these for awhile.  mostly because i  just havent been able to make myself do  it.  i basically started this page as a  way to get out my darker side that i  felt like i couldnt show anyone in  person.  which i suppose is what i've  done (however if you disagree please  let me know...feedback is good).  but  now.....aside from one thing that is  usually pushed to the back of my mind,  life is rather good right now.  like i  said there is that one small detail  that tends to rear its ugly head every  now and then....like today on the bus  for example....and it grinds like  sandpaper in my teeth (in otherwords it  sucks)...but i've decided not to let it  get to me.  i know that even though it  was amazingly hard, i made the right  decision because to tell you the  truth....i havent been this happy in a  while.  its nice.  no, its amazingly  wonderful. you see.....i believe i've  fallen in love again.  something that i  once considered impossible but then i  realized......by that time i already  had.  of course i havent really been  able to tell him, yeah ive said it  but.....not how it should be said.   unfortunately he may be reading this  right now and once again ive told him  in the crappiest of ways.  but you  know.......i really do believe im  falling in love with him.<br />
<br />
anyway so....i want to put something  happy on here to reflect  my...well....current happiness.  im  just not sure what to do.......... ]]></description>
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                <title>conflicted</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2004 19:04:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ its a word that this person i know uses  a lot, and it describes my situation so  well.  im not going to get into all the  details since its a very long story and  quite complicated, and as a matter of  fact, just plain personal for me to  share with all the world.  lets just  leave it at this....the only thing i  have eaten in the past 4 days is 2  pieces of pizza and i spent all morning  and all night yesterday crying my guts  out.  so...... i suppose now you get  why i dont feel like sharing.  feel a  small (VERY small) bit better today  *knock on wood*.  but then, for the  same reason i feel even more crappy.<br />
i hate how everyone seems to think that  everyone's business is their business.   these pathetic little people come  around asking you about your private  life thinking that they can pretend to  be your friend for just long enough for  you to tell them whats going on.  then  they take what you say and twist it all  around and tell their friends their  version.  so its like, why bother  telling them anything in the first  place? i mean, they might as well jst  make up their own story and spread that  around right?  of course some of them  all ready do.  why is the world full of  fuck-heads? ]]></description>
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                <title>lovefool</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2004 11:37:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hate it when there is something you  know that you must do....theres no  choice you just have to do it.....and  at one moment you have the courage to  do it and you think, "hey this will be  easy.  i can do this." only to realize  the next moment that you cant do it.   its horrible.  youve done it once and  it sucked then and you dont think you  can do it again.  and so you run to the  people who you know can do it for you,  all the while theres this little voice  in the back of your head screaming,  "ITS YOU! YOU HAVE TO DO IT!"  so you  find yourself caught.  torn between  what needs to be done and how to do it  right.<br />
i dont know why it hasnt been done for  me yet.  the other person, by now, must  realize it.  i can see it in their eyes  some days that they too know its  coming.  then the next they call with  proclimations of things quite the  opposite of the inevitable that is  coming soon.<br />
i want to be extremely happy as i have  been for the past week....but that true  feeling of guilt keeps seeping in  underneath the wall i built to avoid  it. it has to be done..... im just not  sure if i can do it. ]]></description>
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                <title>impossible.....?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2004 20:59:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok....i gotta know if this is possible.   can someone be UNBELIVABLY  EXTATIC......and yet and the same time  feel really bad?  just wondering.   however i have a feeling that things  are about to look up.....and get much  better *knock on wood*.   anyways............havent written one  of these for awhile..... and  basically...... today was a FABULOUS  day.  it was only a fabulous day  because of one very small part of  it........but it is GINORMOUS in my  head.<br />
                                 *endless giggles*<br />
                                   *endless grins* ]]></description>
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                <title>shoot me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2004 03:26:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i am the worst person in the world.   someone please shoot me for the world  would be better w/o me. ]]></description>
                <author>~siNglEblAckRosE</author>
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                <title>helloooo</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2004 17:56:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hello to all who are visiting  today.....certain people more then  others....yeah you know who you are <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />  anyways....interesting day.......blah  blah  blah............COUGHschoolsucksCOUGH... ......... going now<br />
IT RAINED TODAY!!!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>Hurt</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2004 22:42:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hurt myself today,<br />
to see if i still feel,<br />
I focus on the pain,<br />
the only thing thats real,<br />
<br />
The needle tears a hole,<br />
the old familiar sting,<br />
try to kill it all away,<br />
but I remember everything,<br />
<br />
what have I become,<br />
my sweetest friend,<br />
everyone i know,<br />
goes away in the end,<br />
<br />
and you could have it all,<br />
my empire of dirt,<br />
I will let you down,<br />
I will make you hurt,<br />
<br />
I wear this crown of thorns,<br />
upon my liars chair,<br />
full of broken thoughts,<br />
I cannot repair,<br />
<br />
beneath the stains of time,<br />
the feelings dissapear,<br />
you are someone else,<br />
I am still right here,<br />
<br />
What have I become,<br />
my sweetest friend,<br />
everyone I know,<br />
goes away in the end,<br />
<br />
and you could have it all,<br />
my empire of dirt,<br />
I will let you down,<br />
I will make you hurt,<br />
<br />
if I could start again,<br />
a million miles away,<br />
I will keep myself,<br />
I would find a way<br />
<br />
Johnny Cash is a brilliant man. ]]></description>
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                <title>no sleep for me</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Mar 2004 10:03:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ grrr.....i should listen to my psycic  moments.  had a dream that the fire  alarm was going to go off in my  building (again). and so i said "well i  guess i should sleep on the couch  then".  (the bell is right outside of  my window so i sleep on the couch when  it goes off all nite to avoid the  noise)..............................7:30 am..............the alarm goes off  scaring me to death.......so like the  good little girl i am i went down  stairs, it went off, and i walked back  up stairs.  and then it fruggin went  off again!!! grrrrrrrr. ]]></description>
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                <title>irritation...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 00:17:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ AHHHHHHH! i am so completely  frustrated...i hate it. my emotions are  like a frugging merry-go-round.  with  every revolution my mood changes and i  become a completely different person.   every little thing sets me off and the  more i try to change however i  feel...the worse it all gets!!!  trapped! trapped i tell you!....... my  only wish (currently, like, as of this  moment) is to lock myself in my room as  to save the world from my pathetic self  loathing.<br />
i find myself angry with the few people  who have never done anything to upset  me. why am i so fucked up?! ]]></description>
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