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                <title>shit... more than a year ago?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 09:44:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't updated this journal since 2008... way to go me.<br /><br />Not that it really matters.<br /><br />Update anyway - <br /><br />- went to Japan, came back... and kind of wish I hadn't. Life in the US has been significantly less interesting since my return. I just want to travel... anywhere. So I'm planning  a return to Japan in the next six months, albeit a brief one. I'm also going to take a short tour through Prague and Munich through my college. I'm looking forward to that a great deal. And in the next couple years I'm hoping to hit New Zealand (finally) and Venice Italy during Carnival season if I can swing it. We'll see...<br /><br />- cleaned out some of my old deviations - old drawings that I was never particularly proud of, things I look at now and wince at, or just clutter... <br /><br />- I WILL take pictures of the holiday break. I'm so saddened by how infrequently I've picked up my camera this year. It's pathetic. So I'm going to try and get myself back in the swing of things. I think it will help significantly that I've finally solidified my minor (as a senior... go me) and I'll be taking at least 2 art classes per semester from here on out... emphasis on photography. <br /><br />- have been a massive music hoarder lately. I've been finding new stuff, delving into this and that corner of the spectrums and just collecting like it's going out of style. I need a new external hard drive for all the shit I've been finding. It's also another reason for me to go back to Japan, as a lot of the stuff I've been finding is experimental/math/post rock music primarily from Japanese artists. (my current fav is Kashiwa Daisuke. I'm in love with his stuff.)<br /><br />Other than that... not much to tell. I hated this semester, but I think this next one will be a significant improvement.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Too early - why not?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 14:13:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So... I stayed up all night to finish a paper I hate (and it's technically not finished yet either... but I really don't care anymore) And I figured... why not update the DAjournal?<br /><br />Let's see...<br /><br />I'm in Japan, attempting to broaden my horizons and learn a more about their language... so far I don't feel like I'm learning much of anything, though I'm sure I am. And I'm slowly but surely collecting a pocketful of interesting experiences. I've been to Tokyo, ridden on the bullet train, seen a few temples, made some new friends from different parts of the globe, eaten some foods I'd never really considered eating before, etc.<br /><br />I'm taking a cinema class, so I've been watching a lot of Japanese movies, most of which I've found to be incredibly interesting. I've actually bought a few to take home with me and share with some friends because I liked them so much. <br /><br />I wish I were taking more pictures... but my camera is large and something of a pain to carry with me everywhere. And I haven't really been able to find the time to just "go for a walk". That and the idea of going for a walk all by myself, while sounding appealing, does not put me in a state of ease. I had a strange encounter with a very sketchy looking Japanese man who stopped me and asked me some very odd questions (Did I have a boyfriend, did I only like American guys, etc.) early on in my stay that does not encourage me to walk alone... Perhaps I shouldn't let that one incident stop me and steer my opinions... <br /><br />Or I could just force a friend to come with me. ^_-<br /><br />Other than that... I plan to take a trip to the Golden Temple in Kyoto soon, now that the leaves are turning. And then when the snow comes (if it does) I'd like to go to the silver temple. I think the idea of a silver temple covered in snow sounds like an almost fairy tale image. <br /><br />Oh, and I have tickets to see my favourite Japanese band - heidi.- in December. Super excited about that. <br /><br />That's all I can think of for now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>my life - in all its lack of grandeur</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 10:36:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ - or that's just how I feel about it today. Those who really know all that's going on would give me a funny look. I'm actually going to my state's Japanese Consulate tomorrow to get my VISA for my trip to Japan at the end of next month. Yes, I'm going to Japan at the end of August. And if all goes well there, as I would hope it would, I will be there for about eight months. I do believe that most would consider that something quite grand. Me, however, at the moment the whole prospect just makes my nerves give out. I feel sick to my stomach when I think about the whole thing. Of course, this isn't because I don't want to do it - far from it. I just wish I could jump into it all about one month into the whole thing. After all the set up and adjustments. But... alas, the rocky start needs to happen to get to the excitement and interesting happenings. :sigh: Right now it just makes me feel sick and tired.<br />Other things are making me feel sick and tired lately too, but I'm not updating to complain... just to let people know what's up, if they care to know.<br /><br />Other than the impending trip... there really isn't too much. I've just been trying to study and trying to earn money. I've watched a handful of movies lately and been reading quite a bit. (And by quite a bit, I really mean that over the summer thus far I have finished about 4 books... which isn't really a lot... )<br /><br />Other than that... not much to tell of. The most exciting thing in my immediate horizon is really just a spotlight on my geeky qualities. (The Dark Knight comes out next week and I'm going with two friends to see it at midnight.)<br /><br />I hope your days have been good lately. <br /><br />I'll talk to you all again later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 09:47:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Damn. Long time no... anything.<br />I don't have a scanner and I despise taking pictures of the stuff I draw... but it's been a while. Also, most of the things I've been doing sketch wise have been in a tiny book... kind of hard to convey to computer media. I've also had a computer that has been, essentially, out of commission for the past two months. (That's not to say that I would have updated. I'm lazy and boring. Lovely combination, eh?<br />But let's see...<br />For anyone who cares to know, I've been under the university chains. Classes own the majority of my time. I have a part time job that, three days of the week, keeps me in front of desk from 1am to 4. I have class every morning at 9. Joy. I'm rather on the poor side, despite the job and more often then not, I find myself very, very bored. (in between the homework and classes, of course) But, that's college.<br /><br />And there are the bright points, the light brite pegs on the black dot-to-dot of my life, so to speak.<br /><br />* It seems I will be going to a concert this coming weekend. God is an Astronaut. I adore their music, so this makes me hopeful for the weekend.<br /><br />*I'm spending Friday night at a dive train car restaurant with a friend. We're going to take black-and-whites of the third & second shifters who come to eat there. Should be fun.<br /><br />*Another photo shoot is coming up towards the end of this month - should mother nature EVER decide to let up on the ice and snow. The bitch hates Michigan, I swear.<br /><br />*Eddie Izzard is going to be "in the area" (I'm going to have to drive a few hours) in May. I'm going to see him. It's a ways away, I know. I don't care. GOING.<br /><br />*Oh yes. Perhaps the most important glowing peg on the horizon. I'm signed up for a student exchange for the next fall semester - August 2008. I have the endorsement from my school. Now all I'm waiting for is the approval of the exchange school. Should all work out in my favour (as it seems it will) I will be spending my next college year in Osaka, Japan. Kind of excited about that. A lot.<br /><br />Well, that's about it. <br /><br />How's everyone else?<br /><br />^_^ v<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>poems and greyscale</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 09:13:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm sorry that hasn't been too much from me lately. i've been writing a lot of poetry, mostly. and when i do that, i usually put it on my allpoetry account (www.allpoetry.com/suzume if you're interested at all.) but finally, FINALLY, i got some artistic inspiration the other day. one old thing and two new things came of it. and i'll try to get them up here soon. my friend got me some grey shade markers and... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
anyway... seeing as i'm not too well articulated today, i'll just quit now. ^^ <br />
all the best!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>finally warm enough</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 08:42:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ tonight i do not have geology class to keep me at college until well past 8 pm. <br />
so for the first time all year, i'm going to the pier. my first sunset photos of 2007. i need this time. i need this peace. i'm looking forward to it so much. it never helps much in the long run... but it's a good half hour or so to myself. <br />
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for those that wish to know, the most recent news in my little inhabited space of life is<br />
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1. i got my hair cropped a bit shorter, dyed a darker brown, and streaked with blue (that is unfortunately already fading out)<br />
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2. my interest in the concept of 'alice in wonderland' has recently been revamped. there will be a photo shoot held soon, early in the summer in which i will drag a handful of my friends to my family's cottage where i will proceed to dress them in costumes more closely tuned to my vision of the characters (fuck disney). so... pictures of that forthcoming.<br />
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3. on a similar note, the game American McGee's Alice is corrently my sole source of joy. the highlight of my day for the past couple weeks has been destroying jabberwock minions and card soldiers with a torpal blade, explosive jack-in-the-boxes and a blunderbuss while cursing at the emaciated cheshire cat for giving me vapid riddles. (though admittedly, some are entertaining outside of their sheer uselessness) "Here's a riddle: when is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you; whenever you want it to be."<br />
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4. "The Fountian" should be coming out on dvd soon, so i'm excited about that.<br />
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5. i'm hoping to get a job soon cleaning for businesses after hours. should be good for me. minimal human contact, hours contingent on my cleaning speed, good pay, and i can take my ipod.<br />
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6. hoping to go and see a show at Michigan State at the end of this month. "The Hush Sound". they're pretty good stuff, if you like that kind of music. too bad the other bands playing with them are... not so great.<br />
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and... that's pretty much all i can think of for now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>band-aid on my thumb</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 17:05:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it's hard to write with a band-aid on my thumb. <br />
so i'll type instead. i can do that without having to sadistically hate myself because my handwriting looks bad. <br />
<br />
so why is it that <br />
when you are upset, subsequently,<br />
i become upset too because i know i can't do a damn thing to help you<br />
and<br />
why is it that<br />
when you are happy<br />
i feel deprived, unhappy because i know it wasn't me that made you happy<br />
and <br />
why is that<br />
i couldn't call this passion<br />
so i don't know that i can call it a crush<br />
and yet still, it lingers<br />
and doesn't ever seem to really go away?<br />
?<br />
<br />
that's not a poem. it's just me thinking in verse and spacing.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>found it. it's not as hot as you'd think.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Nov 2006 05:43:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm cutting my month short and coming back here. because dammit, i need something to do. <br />
i'm so bored. i read. and i work on photoshop. and i write. and then i have nothing to do with any of that input/output. i need an outlet!<br />
^_^ <br />
but i'm feeling better. not drastically. but i'm not depressed like i was during most of october. <br />
so i guess something good happened in the last few weeks. <br />
and i created a lot of stuff on photoshop. sadly, my attache thumb drive is dying on me so i've lost a couple of them. but i saved what i could. thankfully, i only lost one that i actually liked. anywhooo.<br />
update!<br />
(... where's all this energy coming from?)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>aiming for the center of the sun</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 05:23:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "When I close my eyes, I am at the center of the sun. And I cannot be hurt by anything this wicked world has done." - Center of the Sun -by- Conjure One<br />
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okay, basically, some of you will read this and others will not. so some of you will know what's going on and the others, in a month or so, will be like 'hey, where's she been anyway?'<br />
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i'm taking a break. well, it's a bit more than that. but to explain it all would take a great deal more time than i feel like lending the subject. <br />
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put as simply as i can, i'm very sick of myself and, generally speaking, the way that i am. and so i'm going to do something to change. this includes a long list of things that i will and will not be doing for the month of november, possibly longer, depending on how successful this little experiment of mine is. <br />
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one of these things is no more extra use of the internet. i will be using it for my psychology class. and that's it. no aim, no e-mail that doesn't pertain to school, no more blogging or checking of other people's what-have-you. so i'm essentially saying au revoir to some of you for a month. sorry. <br />
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so don't think that i hate you becuase you get no notes from me or don't hear from me. more than likely i feel just the opposite about you. <br />
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there's just some stuff i need to work out with myself. i know that sounds corny, but oh well.<br />
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and for those of you that have my phone number, you can still call me if you really want to. but the converstation probably won't be overly stimulating. another one of the thing i'm going to be trying to do through the month of november is talk a significant deal less. so if i do get a call from you, i'll assume it's something somewhat important.<br />
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talk to you in a month. hope it's a good one for us both. maybe i'll have some decent art to post after all this... maybe interesting if nothing else.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>uppers, downers, little blue pills</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 10:59:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ no, this journal entry has nothing to do with drugs, nor am i taking any or thinking about taking any... okay. i lied. i'm going to take some asprin as soon as i'm done writing this becasue i've got a pseudo headache thing going on in my skull. my bf and i have decided i'm getting my stroke in installments and that i should be dead by the end of the week, heaven willing. but that's a long story that i don't feel like getting into. <br />
anything got anything uplifting to share. i'd love to hear it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>she lives. she breathes. she.... does stuff.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 May 2006 16:30:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yeah... i just realized it was last year that i wrote my last journal entry. and i thought there might be one person at least on here who actually cares to know what's going on in my pathetic little airspace.<br />
let's see....<br />
i'm taking japanese lessons. i think i started around the time of my last journal entry, actually. i'm loving them too. they're the highlight of my week. i love them so much i've actually decided it's something i want to make a focus in my life. i want to teach english in japan. ^_^<br />
another point of interest in my life, for anyone who cares to know, is that i've finally found some spiritual stability. i'm comfortable with the fact that i'm an agnostic. and i've returned to an old interest in something called reiki. i've been looking into it, reading up on it a lot, and talking to others who have some affiliation to it. it's really interesting to me. and i'm excited about pursuing it. <br />
other than that... not much has been happening.<br />
anyway. talk to you all later i guess. you know... six months from now when i finally get around to writing another entry. ]]></description>
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                <title>the turnabout</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 08:40:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ holy shit...<br />
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life..... is really weird sometimes... ]]></description>
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                <title>:grin:</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 09:05:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it oepns up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."   -neil gaiman<br />
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stumbled upon this. and i couldn't agree more. ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>rainbow wristband</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2005 21:29:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hey world.... i'm at a friend's house and he let me use his scanner so... get ready to see me as a picture whore... ^_^ i've already put up several, and there are bound to be a couple more before i leave tomorrow morning.  chances are... because i won't get the chance to put things up later, so i'll shove it all in your face at once. <br />
take that.<br />
i finally get to watch a movie that i've wanted to see for a long time and i'm sort of excited. anyone in this world besides me ever heard of 'the machinist'? ^_^ i'm excited... why do movies make me happier than most people? ]]></description>
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                <title>prince of the marionettes</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jul 2005 20:32:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this is just this quote from my new story... because i thought i should update.<br />
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"God..." Blue sighed heavily in annoyance, "hello, pizzeria? yeah, i'd like to order a large pizza, half cheese, half bullshit."<br />
"Oh, i'm sorry. We're all out of bullshit, but we're running a special on an extra large bird," Eio retorted, proceeding to give the insolent gesture to Blue. "You little bastard."<br />
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hope you're all doing better than i am lately. ]]></description>
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                <title>quizzness... because i can</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 07:10:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ stolen from :evalyen:, thank you.<br />
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1. What is your name? Miki<br />
2. What color underwear are you wearing  now? y'know, i'm not sure... white i  think<br />
3. What are you listening to right now?  girls, be ambitious  ~by miyavi<br />
4. What are the last 2 digits of your  phone number? 60<br />
5. What was the last thing you ate?  probably a piece of gum. does that  count? ...maybe not. then a dinner  mint. (i do eat more than that, i  promise)<br />
6. If you were a crayon what color  would you be? grey<br />
7. How is the weather right now? boring  as hell, i wish it would rain<br />
8. Who was the last person you talked  to on the phone? um... my friend,  barbie<br />
9. The first thing you notice about the  opposite/same(if your gay) sex? just  the general composition of their face.  or their shoes. if they're wearing  chucks, i pick that up right away. i  love chucks... i don't know why.<br />
10. Favorite Food? oh... i dunno. <br />
11. Favorite Drink? green tea or  raspberry iced tea<br />
12. Favorite Alcoholic Drink? never  had. <br />
13. Favorite place to shop? hot topic.  or barnes and noble. love them books  and goth wear<br />
14. Hair color: blond and violet (wish  it were blue)<br />
15. Eye Color: grey/blue, depend on the  day<br />
16. Do you wear contacts? nope<br />
17. Top or Bottom? wouldn't know.  personally, hate sex. <br />
18. favorite month? october<br />
19. Favorite Fast Food? um... KFC or  Arby's<br />
20. Last Movie you Watched? Girl,  Interrupted. very good.<br />
21. Favorite Day of the Year? i don't  really have one... <br />
22. Are you too shy to ask someone out?  um... if i were inclined to ask anyone  out at all... i suppose i might be<br />
23. Summer or Winter? winter<br />
24. Hugs or Kisses? hugs<br />
25. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla<br />
26. Do you want your friends to respond  back? the few that i have, sure<br />
27. Who is most likely to respond? good  question<br />
28. Who is least likely to respond?  another good question<br />
29. What books are you reading? Girl,  Interrupted and The Dark<br />
30. favorite TV Show? i only watch two  shows. Daria and Will & Grace<br />
31. What's on your mouse pad?  currently, i don't have one<br />
32. Favorite board game? um... Apples  to Apples (it's this ridiculous word  game)<br />
33. What did you do last night? ...i  slept... why? what did you do?<br />
34. Favorite Author? J.M.Barrie<br />
35. Who inspires you? oh... i dunno.  people here often inspire me.  <br />
36. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?  i'm not a big fan of popcorn... but  when i do indulge, i likes me the  kettle corn<br />
37. Dogs or cats? umm.... turtles.<br />
38. Favorite Flower? roses (red, white,  black, blue, and orange)<br />
39. What do you say when you wake up in  the A.M.? nothing.<br />
40. Do you still talk to your best  friends from middle school? HA!<br />
41. What's on your desk? books... dried  roses... and this little japanese doll<br />
42. Rock Concert or symphony? rock  concert<br />
43. Play or Opera? i like them both,  thank you<br />
44. Have you ever fired a gun? i have<br />
45. Do you like to travel by plane? i  suppose. if it gets me from point a to  point b...<br />
46. Right-handed or Left-handed? right<br />
47. Smooth or Chunky Peanut Butter?  smooth<br />
48. How many pillows do you sleep with?  2<br />
49. City and State you were born? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" /><br />
50. Ever hitchhiked? not yet. but as i  am poor, but ambitious, talented in  things that no one wants to pay me for,  and very, very prone to the cabin  fever, i forsee it in the future. ]]></description>
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                <title>pallas athena</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2005 14:36:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the title has nothing to do with  anything... it was just the first thing  (for God only knows what reason) that i  thought of when i clicked on the title  bar.<br />
<br />
i haven't had a journal entry in ages.  not since march to be exact.  ridiculous? just a little. <br />
<br />
i haven't updated in forever either.  i'm going to try and put some things up  this week if i remember. <br />
<br />
here's hoping i guess. ^_^ ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 08:35:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ just doing a check thing here. you can  come here if you want... ^_^ i wouldn't  be upset. <br />
but whatever<br />
<a href="http://clover.zzn.com"><br />
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                <title>THANK YOU!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2005 07:29:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i had a lot of people recently give me  fav's and i wanted to go and thank them  all personally... but then i forgot  which ones i had already thanked and  which ones i hadn't and i didn't want  to be redundant and all that so here it  is, my big thank you to all y'all. <br />
THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH! and i hope you  all come back... eventually i'll get to  visiting all your sites too. ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>OMG!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 07:33:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oh my god! look at that! i've updated!  and i've submitted shit too! ]]></description>
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                <title>guess who?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2004 06:56:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ believe it or not none existing public  - i live! so to the maybe... two people  who will read this, how are you?<br />
wish i actually had something  interesting to say... but i don't. <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>finally my turn</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 15:03:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ everyone always seems to have the one  ultimate thing that they can say about  their summer. i never seem to have one,  but this summer will be different. i  finally have that ultimate joy to look  forward to. that wonderful thing that  will surely make this the best summer  of my entire life. and until further  notice... i'm keeping it a secret.  :smile: <br />
i still promise to get to everyone's  stuff. really i do.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>just... tripping and falling and stumbling on</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2004 16:06:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ you know how that goes don't you? i'm  sure some of you do. well first i'd  really like to apologize for being gone  so long. i've been missing all of my  friends here something awful, believe  me. things in my world have been...  something. summer is taking me some  places that i'm not sure i want to go  and i'm getting kind of nervous. i'm  taking in an awful lot and i'm really  having doubts about whether i can  handle it all. my job is going, i'm  babysitting (which is really bizarre  for me because i'm not entirely fond of  children...) i'm loosing some friends,  i just got one back (and that's just an  entire chapter in my story  altogether...) and then there's my  whole ever-present religion deal and my  mind is just... you know you think you  finally find some stable ground to  stand on, think you might finally be  finding out who you really are, and  then it all slips away from you like  THAT! gone like it wasn't ever even  there. sometimes all i really want is  just to shut my brain down. just shut  it off and stop thinking altogether. i  think that's why i love sleep so much.  no. i know that's why i like sleep.<br />
on a happier note, i think i get to go  to a seriously bitchin' concert next  month. details are still circling, but  it looks to be quite the promising  situation. i'm excited for that like  nobody's buisness. <br />
and i leave you once again with my  apologies for my absence. i will, i  promise you, set aside a day this week  where i get to answering all my notes  and comments and all your deviations  and stuff. i promise.<br />
thanks for all just being here.<br />
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                <title>undying beat</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jun 2004 19:04:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ going on inside my skull. i've taken  the preliminal painkillers, but i  predict at least half a dozen more  before i cast myself into sleeping  oblivion. <br />
it seems like forever since i've  written a journal entry. but what does  it matter eh. i don't really have a  whole lot to say. i just got back from  work and now here i am. a headache and  a plate of half eaten pizza. and i  missed invader zim. *sigh* <br />
hey anyone want to guess what i was  doing three days ago at one in the  morning during a terrific lightning  storm? you'd never guess right. i was  driving though a field in a pick up,  collecting hay bales, then driving them  back to a barn so that i could put them  up in the loft. started at about 11:30  and ended at about 2:00. tons of fun. <br />
i want to go see the chronicles of  riddick... and the stepford wives. <br />
and that's all she wrote. i'm off to go  play vamps.<br />
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                <title>click</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2004 10:40:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm excited... and not. i have to get  busy this summer. so i don't get stuck  at home. that would be a nightmare. i  need to find lots of work and fill up  any extra time with my friends. *sigh*  it'll never happen.<br />
i have a french exam tomorrw morning. i  wounder if i can say that in french...  j'ai un interro français... tomorrow?  lendemain? ... i can't remember  tomorrow. good thing it won't be on the  exam. <br />
i can't really think of much else  that's going on in my life. my friends  want to go and see harry potter and the  prisoner of azkaban tomorrow. i'm  probably going to go. but i'm not sure.  i don't really care a whole lot about  harry potter. but allan rickman and  gary oldman are pretty cool. the kids  kinda bite. ah well. it's a movie and  i'm outa the house. and i'm with my  friends. whoot<br />
talk to you all later.<br />
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                <title>it's so... unfamiliar</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2004 17:13:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm actually... in a pretty fair mood  right now. and it feels so foreign. i  just haven't felt this... okay in a  while. i feel like calling one of my  friends and saying "let's go skating or  something." i don't want to waste this  little bit of posotive energy sitting  at home doing chores. you know what i  really want to do is go and get my  pictures developed... not that i needed  to announce that... but i'm kind of  conscience stream writing here. i think  it and it goes. blah. yeah. <br />
today was... alright.<br />
oh i have a favour to ask... of anyone  who would be willing to contribute. i  have to give a 'persuasive speech' in  my speech and debate class. it's due  next week. the problem for me is the  topic. i don't have one. i can be an  oppinionated person, i'll admit, but  the problem comes with the fact that  though i have strong opinions, i don't  believe in forcing them onto others.  like i have a real issue with gay  tolerance, but i'm not about to go out  preaching and telling everyone to  believe what i believe. i don't think  that's right. and that's the whole idea  behind the speech. you have to get  people to believe and agree with you.  you might see my problem here. so i was  wondering if any of you have any issues  you feel strongly about. i'd be willing  to take any idea and run with it. give  me some of your strong beliefs, i'll  make a speech about it for my class and  let you know how it goes. so, if you  feel so inclined - HELP!<br />
thanks a ton<br />
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                <title>the mad hatter</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2004 08:41:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've been alive these past few days...  and not really been aware of it. (isn't  that just a tripping statement?) does  anyone really know what i mean? i'll  find myself all of the sudden walking  down a hall and then it hits me that i  really have no control over what i'm  doing. i'm walking to my next class on  autopilot with no way to turn it off.  this life has me on traintracks and i  have no one to derail me. so maybe  'alive' isn't quite the word i was  looking for. i'm here and awake i  suppose. but... there's really no  thought to my day. i wake up... i go to  school... i come home... eat, do my  homework, watch tv if it's a certain  day (the only variety in my life) and  then i go to sleep knowing but not  really thinking about the fact that  when i wake up i get to do it all over  agian. God... writing it all out makes  it look even more pathetic than it did  in just thoughts... <br />
i need to do something. i need to get  off the train at some random exit and  just go from there. maybe this weekend  i'll call one of my friends we'll get  in the car and just go. soon. i have to  get out of here. or i'll go out of my  mind. all these people complaing, the  overpowering stench of cologne in the  halls, people making out, jocks here  and there, teachers who couldn't care a  shred less, parents who know nothing  about you, never even ask, best friends  miles away and always busy.... and i'm  getting used to it. i'm sliding into  familiarity. and i can't stand it. i  want out.<br />
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                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>finally</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2004 08:42:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i finally got to use a scanner... and i  got to scan all of my crap. (what i  mean is that the stuff i scanned isn't  really my favorite stuff.) hopefully  i'll get another chance. i have some...  nicer stuff let's say. but this will  have to do for now i suppose. yup.<br />
... so bored. it's been a bad week.  i've just felt so... i don't quite  know. useless i suppose. ugly and  worthless. yeah. that sounds about  right. but hopefully it'll be over  soon. pass like the waves on the sea  and all that.<br />
talk to you all later.<br />
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                <title>of the fae folk</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2004 20:45:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i am happy to say that i finally found  the icon i wanted. :whoot: :boogy: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" />  never again shall it be changed. (as  far as i know anyway. should some  deranged hacker decide that he has  nothing better to do with his time than  to try and get into my deviantart  account and change my icon... if it's  that important to him, let 'im i  suppose...)<br />
wooo flying off on tangents when you're  more tired than the woken dead is fun.  my head is throbbing from all the  insanely bassified rap crap of prom.  (where i have just returned from. i  might get up a pic if i get the  chance.) aside from the music, it was  fun. i got to hang out with some people  that i think are really cool, but that  i don't get to see that often. and  that's fantastic. and they played  cher's "song for the lonely", which  made me and a few other people  extremely happy. (it's kind of an  inside joke, but not one worth sharing  because it's also one of those 'had to  be there' kind of things.<br />
and... that's really about it. i hope i  get the chance to get at least one pic  up, because for the first time in a  long time, i didn't hate the way i  looked. it was nice. my friend looked  really kickin' too. she's so pretty.  :sigh:<br />
lov you all with all my heart. thanks  for always bein' here.<br />
night and sleep tight (if you get the  chance to sleep that is...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" />)<br />
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                <title>tylenol, advil, bayer...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2004 08:51:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ you know your day is starting to head  down a fairly steep hill when the only  thing that sounds appetizing around  lunch time are a few pills. and i don't  really have a headache yet... but i'm  starting to hear those pressure warning  signs in my head. so, bottoms up right?  bring on the water and asprin.<br />
everyone's having such a crappy time it  seems lately. even me, but i really  have no right to complain when i hear  what's happening to everyone else. i'm  just getting hit with life in the  face-head on for one of the first times  in a long time. i'll deal. i just wish  that i could help some other people. i  really feel useless sometimes and i  always show up at the disaster sight  three days after the explosion... <br />
so i guess it's nice to know that my  friends can handle failure. thanks  people. thanks.<br />
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                <title>giga pets</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2004 07:11:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ does anyone else remember those? those  little, high mantenance, digital,  bleeping, plastic encased demon souls  from hell? yeah... that's the nickname  a friend of mine and i have come up  with for the rest of our friends  because they're driving us nuts here at  school lately. every time she sees me  now she says, "hey miki, how's the giga  pets?" and i respond, "not too good.  i'm thinking about ignoring them and  letting them die. or maybe i'll restart  them." and we laugh. because it's the  only way to stay sane.... yup.<br />
thanks to all the people here for not  being a giga pet. you all rock.<br />
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                <title>Black and White feathers</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2004 10:11:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i was going to submit this as poetry...  but i'm feeling a bit better and the  'pointlessness of existance' doesn't  need to remind me to be depressed  anymore. <br />
sadly, the subject of the poem isn't  too happy, because it was written when  i was in a rut this week. but i'm okay  now. thanks to my friends. <br />
*just a quick little explination. my  dad - drives me crazy a lot of the  time. he has one, count 'em, ONE single  solitary friend in this entire human  based world. and the other day they  started drinking and talking... and  arguing... and screaming. and  eventually they were at each others  throats, throwing out personal insults  in each others' face like acid. our  house was filled with all that negative  energy and it was sickening. all i  could think was, "how can you two be  saying these things to each other? what  the hell is wrong with you? you're  supposed to be each others' best  friends." i was astounded. and what did  they do afterwards? they went out and  drank some more. i stayed up really  late (or early in the morning if you  look at it that way), but my dad still  hadn't come home when i nodded off.  i  have a sister, she's only 12. she  hasn't said anything, but i hope to God  that she didn't hear those two.<br />
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you break a bond<br />
  with each word that you throw<br />
<br />
don't listen angel   don't listen crow<br />
<br />
draw your sword captain<br />
  drive it in low<br />
<br />
spread your wings angel   spread your  wings crow<br />
<br />
kill without mercy<br />
  as our hearts scream no<br />
<br />
fly away angel   fly away crow<br />
<br />
staining young minds <br />
  like blood in the snow<br />
<br />
fly away angel   fly away crow<br />
<br />
and what do they learn<br />
  from all that you show<br />
<br />
fly away angel   fly away crow<br />
<br />
damn your surprise<br />
  at the violence they know<br />
<br />
fly away angel   fly away crow<br />
<br />
you can never take back<br />
  the evil you sow<br />
<br />
you killed the angel   you killed the  crow<br />
<br />
the time to heal<br />
   these days pass so slow<br />
<br />
for we lost the angel   we lost the  crow<br />
<br />
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                <title>ah, the pointlessness of existance</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Apr 2004 18:58:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ does anyone read these anymore... i  don't think so. ah well. i suppose it  doesn't really matter anyway. not much  does, and if so, only by opinion. and  who's? some people belive that everyone  on this earth has a purpose... and  perhaps it's true. if so though, i've  yet to discover mine. i haven't done  anything great, save or touched a life  that i know of. i suppose some might  argue against that. (dj) but just think  for a minute then. think about how your  life might be without me. i'll bet it  wouldn't be too different. there would  be someone else there in my place or  something like that. my family wouldn't  be worse off without me. so just why am  i here... when do i get to find out?  was there some form i forgot to pick up  somewhere? some overhead announcement  that i missed 'cause i was playing my  headphones too loud? has the u.s.  postal service made a blunder in my  regards? whatever higher power there  be, feel free to fill me in at any  time. i'll be waiting for your call.  maybe we'll do lunch and talk it over.  i'm sure i'll have questions.<br />
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                <title>Manon Lescaut</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2004 23:01:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i'm currently residing in carrole,  maryland. it's a quite little place,  but that's alright i suppose. i'm  staying with my aunt and my uncle. it's  a nice little break from reality. we've  been doing a lot of tourism things  though, not entirely my style. i mean,  i like to see the sights and all, just  not everything in two days. ::sigh::<br />
but i have to share my favourite part  of the visit. my aunt laura is an opera  singer and because i came, i got to go  and see my first opera (what can i say,  i adore the arts.) hence the title  above. it was in italian, but they  actually have subtitles above the  stage. oh it was fantastic. the story  lacked just a little bit, but the  singing, the music, the sets, the  costumes. magnificent. i think the best  part though, was that, being with one  of the cast members, i got to actually  go back stage and see everything on the  other side of the curtain. the kennedy  center has a magnificent opera house, i  kid you not. the ceiling chandeliers  alone are breathtaking. it was a  serious experience. if it weren't such  an expensive type outing, i'd  definately make that a hobbie. ]]></description>
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                <title>thanks so onegurlrevolution</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2004 08:47:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i was super bored. and then i found  this on a friends journal. (thanks  again) and now i'm still bored. but  this gave me a couple minutes away from  the blandness of my everyday life.  (though i did get my coffe this morning  and the sunrise was absolutely  FANTASTIC. a celestial water colour  painting in brilliant, vibrant colours.  it made me smile.) but anyway.<br />
<br />
If I were a month I would be: december<br />
If I were a day of the week I would be:  friday<br />
If I were a time of day I would be:  just after midnight<br />
If I were a planet I would be: neptune<br />
If I were a sea animal I would be: a  flying fish, always trying and never  quite making it to the sky<br />
If I were a direction I would be: west<br />
If I were a piece of furniture I would  be: a coffee table<br />
If I were a sin I would be: jealousy<br />
If I were a historical figure I would  be: one of the real life Darling  children <br />
If I were a liquid I would be:  raspberry ice tea<br />
If I were a tree I would be: willow<br />
If I were a flower/plant I would be:  black rose<br />
If I were a kind of weather I would be:  rain<br />
If I were a musical instrument I would  be: a solitary black piano key<br />
If I were an animal I would be: raven<br />
If I were a color I would be: grey<br />
If I were a vegetable I would be: a pea<br />
If I were a sound I would be: breaking  glass<br />
If I were an element I would be: fire<br />
If I were a car I would be: focus<br />
If I were a song I would be: moondance<br />
If I were a movie I would be directed  by: Gary Sinise<br />
If I were a book I would be written by:  D.J.<br />
If I were a food I would be: a singular  M&M (probably a green one)<br />
If I were a place I would be:  lothlorien<br />
If I were a material I would be: cotton<br />
If I were a taste I would be: tastless<br />
If I were a scent I would be: coffee  bean<br />
If I were a word I would be: confusion<br />
If I were an object I would be: a  ballpoint pen (grey ink)<br />
If I were a body part I would be: a  pinkie finger<br />
If I were a facial _expression I would  be: bemused <br />
If I were a cartoon character I would  be: alice senno<br />
If I were a shape I would be a: a dot  (does that count?)<br />
If I were a number I would be: 1<br />
whoo hoo. ]]></description>
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                <title>they don't let me hug people anymore</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2004 09:30:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hurray for inside jokes. like the  title. (it's the name of a picture i  drew.)<br />
blah. guest speakers all day long  talking about jobs that have nothing to  do with my future or anything that  interests me in the slightest. though i  must admit that the consumers energy  public relations guy was pretty funny.  everytime he could proove someone wrong  he would say, "ha! i win!" and then he  drew a little happy man with a tree  sticking out of his head (because the  happy man was supposed to represent  greenpeace) and then had this little  stick figure hugging the tree. it was  pretty funny after the dry day that  i've had. <br />
and... i wanted to say something else,  but i've forgotten. oh yeah. got a new  job. it's waiting tables at a golf  course. not glamorous, but a job none  the less.<br />
and.... that's it.<br />
sorry that i haven't updated the fan  fic. i promise to put something up by  monday. promise.<br />
 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>Secret Window...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2004 08:57:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...is now one of my fav. movies. tied  with the dead poets society and  starting to edge over it. OMG. i don't  know if anyone will agree with me. all  the people on the radio and on tv are  saying it was crap, but i LUVED it. am  i just messed up or is the world?  aaaaah. i want to go see that movie  again. really bad. even though i know  the ending. and i'm going to look  really pathetic because like i said, no  one agrees with me. but I DON'T CARE!  HA HA! <br />
i'm feeling very impowered today.  because i'm tired as hell and too out  of it to care what other people think.  i wish i had some coffee. i woke up at  three last night because i couldn't  breath. i was hacking and my nose was  stuffed (pretty picture eh?) and then  my mouth was dry so i had to get a  drink which led to me waking up again  to go to the bathroom and bah. it was a  vicious little cycle. (hence the lack  of sleep and the now wicked tiredness)<br />
and just so i scare you no further. i  will now bid you all adieu until i come  to my full senses... or something close  to.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>and the road goes ever on</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 08:54:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i just started a whole bunch of new  classes. and it looks like, despite the  lack of friends in my general radius,  it's going to be a managable term. i  have creative writing and english. and  my math teacher, who was rumoured to be  a raging alcoholic and a bitch ta boot,  actually seems pretty nice. so i've got  some +'s to balance out the -'s that  have been been my oh so ominous shadow  as of late. nothings good... and  nothing's really all that bad either.  still struggling with my dad and trying  to last it alone in my school, but  there's this here and my sketchbook and  notebooks... and movies. so i'll live i  think. <br />
bah. i'm sick right now. (like  literally with the sore throat and  stuff) but as the title says, the road  goes ever on. and i just roll on with  it.<br />
luvin' you all<br />
miki <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>why do we have to have emotion?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2004 08:50:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i feel sick. and everything feels fake.  and i feel like i'm going to fall,  going to fail someone-everyone, going  to fail myself. and when i finally  stumble backwards off the edge, all the  people i thought were there, won't be  there to catch me. and no poem that i  could write could say everything that i  want to say the right way. and if  someone understands here around me,  they're too afraid to say it. too  afraid to throw themselves to the  wolves from someone else's sake. and i  wonder if that's fair... would i step  down for someone else? offer up my  dignity to make someone else feel  better? and then i remember, i have.  and i thought it would feel good. but  instead it made me feel exposed, open,  unprotected... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lick.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />ause: and i'm getting  dizzy and computer screen is going out  of focus. i feel like i'm going to  faint. why? ...................<br />
okay... i think i'm better. not dizzy  anymore... i don't think. still feeling  sick. and this is just a rant... that  probably only one person will read.  hope you're knuckle isn't hurting you  too much today. <br />
miki <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/roseblack.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":blackrose:" title="Black Rose" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>dancing in the dark</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2004 11:28:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i need to find a scanner... or get my  dad to hook one up to my computer. (can  you tell who's NOT the computer whiz in  the house?) i've been so inspired  lately (my thanks to all the artists on  this site. every time i come and i  start looking around i see things that  make me want to pick up and pencil and  draw. this place can cure my most solid  artist's block. thanks out to all you  artists who aren't even going to read  this... and to those who will of course  too) but anyway. i've been doing so  much art lately and i want to share it  so much, 'specially this pastel of a  dancer i'm working on right now. (or  was before i signed on here. ::sigh::  and i just know by the time i do get my  scanner up and going i'm going to hate  all this stuff and it'll never go up. <br />
ever have one of those weeks were you  were stuck in the dark and you just  couldn't get out. you go to bed and  tell yourself that all you need is just  a good few hours in oblivion and then  everything will be better; that  tomorrow will be a good day... and then  it isn't. that's been my whole week.  and i can't even remember what started  it. <br />
i went and saw 'the passion of the  christ' the other day. it didn't help  my mood too much. it was a very well  done, don't get me wrong. Mel Gibson  did a fantastic job in ever aspect, but  if someone were to tell you that it was  the most graphic movie ever made, they  wouldn't be lying to you. and i can  take gore. i can. it was the thought  behind it all that got to me, that made  me sick to my stomach. to hear a croud  of jews look at one of their own, their  leader, their king, the one and only  man who could love them all, each and  every one of them with his entire  being, even after all they had done to  him, and shout 'crucify him! crucify  the blasphemer!'... and then to laugh  mercilessly as they watch him beaten  and lashed and ultimately nailed to the  wooden cross... i wanted to be sick  right there. i'll be the first to admit  that lately i have not been the most  religiously grounded person in the  world, but i don't think you had to be  for that movie to get to you on some  level. ::sigh:: i never want to see  that movie again. i wouldn't be able to  take it. <br />
yeah... sorry to fly off on such a  contrivercial tangent... ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>what a whoot</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2004 13:57:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this just made me laugh really hard.  all thanks to my friend mojo. go  pessimists<br />
 <br />
"every dark cloud has a silver lining,  but lightning kills hundreds of people  each year who are trying to find it."<br />
<br />
talk to yall later. ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>my nameless doll</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2004 08:56:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the title is the current name of this  art project i'm working on for graphic  design. i need to find a scanner so i  can show people. i think she's really  pretty nice. simple, but nice. it's not  often that i'm proud of my artwork so i  really like her. but she needs a name.  something longer and kind of  overdone... any suggestions?<br />
i got into the musical 'south pacific'  that they're putting on at our school.  the kicker is that i don't want to be  in it. i had a whole bunch of people  come up to me and ask 'are you trying  out for the musical?!' all up in my  face and everything. i kind of got  intimidated so i showed up. it hit me  about the time i got up on stage for my  audition. boom! like this sickening  wave. i don't want to be a part of this  crap. it's a stupid musical, i'm going  to get stuck with chorus because the  director picks favs, i hate singing  with most other people, and i really  don't want to give up my time and  energy to this ridiculous project. but  what could i do? i was up there on  stage and they called my name. so i  sang. and what do ya know. chorus. i'm  a frickin' nameless nurse. i got a job  that cardboard could do - fillin' up  the backdrop. and i could name you the  people that got lead roles before i  even saw the list. the funny thing is  that about half of them sing like  they're deft. that doesn't bug me so  much - more so i think it's funny. what  i can't stand is that i'm obligated to  do this. i've dropped out of a play  once before and if i do it again...  let's just say i'm having a bit of a  shallow moment. i don't want to people  to look down on me as a quitter. i hate  those kinds of stares. so i'm going to  show up, be the girl on the sidelines,  sing their crap-hap songs with a cheesy  smile, and hope that someone asks me at  the end if i had fun so i can give them  the biggest smile i can manage and say, " i would've probably enjoyed a month in  hell more, thank you ever so much. i  hope you enjoyed the show, because i  know i didn't.'<br />
::cools down for a minute::<br />
okay. it was good to get that off my  chest. sorry if you actually wasted  your time reading it. must have been a  bit of a disappointment. i'll come up  with something worth reading next time.  promise. <br />
on a happier note - the week's half  over. this weekend is going to be all  mine. i'm going to my friend molly's  house and we're going to watch movies  and eat oreos w/ peanut butter until we  pass out or just plain die.<br />
sayonara<br />
mykellah ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>1.9</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2004 08:56:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ... title's a bit of an inside joke...  for lack of a better title. my  imagination is running nearly empty,  trying to steal energy from the rest of  my body which is running off a granola  bar and a juice box which was by  breakfast... and it's lunch time and  i'm in the library. i really wish i had  some gum... ::sigh::<br />
had a pretty good weekend though. got  to see dj and hang out. that was a  time. (a good one) we saw 'miracle'  whish was surprisingly good, even  though i'm not a big fan of watching  hockey... go figure. i want to see '50  first dates'. i feel like a laugh. i  feel like a life. i glimpsed it on  saturday and sunday... i'd like to have  friends to hang with like that all the  time. like those damn kids on the tv  shows... but Lord not that stupid. ah  well. there's alway people here to chat  with. hi friends. the few of you. hi.<br />
bored out of my mind (maybe i should  get a record player... ^_^)<br />
mykellah ]]></description>
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                <title>roses are red... blood is too</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2004 08:59:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i feel... really dead. i just... feel  dead. like i went to bed last night and  i never woke up. i'm here at school...  a walking talking corpse. no feeling,  no emotion, no... anything. and the  funny thing is that no one has noticed.  but then, i haven't talked to hardly  anyone either. and not being noticed...  being left alone. i think that's what i  want from these people today. ('these  people' being my fellow students.)  yeah. that's my thoughts (or lack  thereof) for the day. talk to you  later. (hopefully when i'm alive  again.)<br />
<br />
turn this way to look at me - only if  you mean well<br />
i do not need anymore black in my heart<br />
you would cast me into oblivion and  leave me there<br />
and i would not cry out<br />
away from you and all your self  righteous preaching<br />
am i less of a person than you?<br />
in you eyes, yes<br />
and not even christ could tell you  otherwise<br />
so cast me down<br />
oblivion would be bliss, heaven, eden!<br />
compared to another second at your feet<br />
you... you and your words make me sick <br />
<br />
in honor of all the people(if i can be  so bold as to call them that) around  us, invading this little world of ours,  who talk about others behind their  back, and even sometimes to their face  - like they don't deserve to live. i  see that a lot lately. and it makes me  sick. <br />
<br />
//see you tomorrow dj.//<br />
-miki ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>chain smokers of the world... sound awful!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2004 09:02:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i just finished a play! sorta. i was in  it... and can you guess what i was? if  you guess a fuzzy pink bunny... your  wrong. sorry. play again.  yeah i was a  chain smoker. candy cigs taste soooooo  good! and i'm out of time and i'm too  hyper to finish anyway. sorry ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>does the favourite always have to die?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2004 12:25:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ what a weekend. i started reading all  my messages and then i just stopped.  there's so many. i want to be sure to  read and look at everyone's stuff  because for pity's sake- you're all so  freakin' talented. i hope to have  read/viewed it all by monday. <br />
watched a lot of movies this weekend.  Mystic River - okay, All I Want - seen  it before and it was still okay,  Secondhand Lions - good/ i love michael  caine, Residant Evil - strange... but i  want to see the next one, Panic Room -  slow, and Underwolrd -  i liked one  part of it and that was lucien and he  died. i was pissed. ::sigh:: does my  favourite character in the movies  always have to die? <br />
i feel sick... and i think i'm getting  depressed. c'est la vie, non? asprin is  such a slow horse. and my rambling has  got to be the most boring thing in the  world to read... ::sigh::<br />
what goes up must come down... but does  this mean that it is destined to go up  again? perhaps higher than before?<br />
-mykellah ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>ah life... who invented that anyway?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2004 08:59:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have a test today that i am  completely unprepared for. the scary  part is that i know it's hard. how do i  know, i have the straight A kid next to  my locker and he got a C. that's scary.<br />
getting ever closer to my exchange.  thank you Lord. i know he had some hand  in it, even if it was only keeping my  nerves. my parents are behind me, bless  them. they say they'll pay for half,  match me dollar for dollar. i can do  this. it'll be work, but i can do it.  keep hopin' for me!<br />
a day to ya!<br />
-miki ]]></description>
                <author>~silverfeathers</author>
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                <title>a bit of tentative sunshine</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2004 09:00:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i talked to one of my school  counsellors today and i have to tell  you i'm getting really excited today.  but it's really fragile because one  word from the right adult could totally  kill it all. Mr. C. (counsellor) was  really supportive, but i really don't  know what my parental units are going  to say when i spring my idea on them.  i've been planning it for nearly two  years now and i'm finally old enough to  do it... but i haven't told hardly  anyone else until now.<br />
and you're probably thinking, is she  going to share with us just what this  idea is? yes i am. i want to be an  exchange student. a whole year out of  this place. and to be more specific, i  want to spend that year in ireland.  i've looked into it and everything. (my  first choice place wasn't available,  but what do i have to complain about...  yet) so i'm really hoping my parents,  at least one of them anyway, will be  supportive because otherwise things  will get a bit complicated for me. it's  a bit of an expensive trip. over  $12,000 to be more precise. i've have  to work my tail off to spring that on  my own. (not that i don't intend to  work my tail off and pay for some of it  on my own anyway.) but... well hope for  me friends. pray if it's in your  nature. thanks!<br />
Miki ]]></description>
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                <title>i wish i had a working scanner...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2004 08:57:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i've been having these artistic rushes  lately and i have no way to share them  here... and i look at all these massive  talents out here and i think, 'oh my  goodness... let the feeling of  inferiority(sp?) pour on me like a  waterfall. jeepers!' <br />
::sigh::<br />
how's about it for pointless hours  spent behind stone walls with college  grads telling you what to do, even how  to sit, and what you must know to  escape these bricks eh? and lets add  having all your friends together in  their classes, but you in all seperate  ones for the sake of art(which they  have no interest in) and we'll top it  off with all of them playing masquerade  with each other and then call you later  that evening to b**** about each other  behind their backs.  the strawberry  topping the cake is the fact that your  homelife is no less organized, your  dad's going through a very unique  mid-life crisis and your mom is trying  to be passive about it and in the  process is driving herself insane  and....<br />
wow... there's a rant...<br />
short and oh so bittersweet though it  may be...<br />
and only one person will see<br />
and thank god she cares...<br />
love you deej<br />
-miki ]]></description>
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                <title>i hate people... why can't they be more like they</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2004 08:44:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ what a way to start this place up eh? i  hope anyone who reads this will be able  to forgive the pesimistic attitude. i  just got out of a class full of  people... i could stand to live  without. not to say i loathe them, but  there are other people i would place  first on my list of friends. and aside  from that i burned out my knees  practicing a fight scene. (the class  was drama by the way) buckets of fun  eh?<br />
::sigh:: the library is a fantastic  place. anything that boasts this much  social solitude and average silence is  topping my favourite locations. the  stinging behind my eyes (typical  headache caused by over exposure to  society) is starting to ebb. thank god.  i can't wait to get home and shut  myself up in the basement to write in  my poetry notebook, maybe watch some  aussie films. <br />
on the dream thing, in case anyone was  wondering... i just got a dream  notebook the other day (and i'm all  kinds of excited about that) and it  just made me stop and really think  about all of the dreams i've had  lately. it has a couple pages in the  back that show you how to evaluate your  dreams and divine their meaning. how  cool is that?<br />
-miki ]]></description>
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