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                <title>Long Time...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 23:20:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ only this time i really mean it. Maybe i've avoided this page because it brings back so many interesting memories...maybe its because i've changed.<br />maybe i was too lazy. whatever the reason, i never came back...but i think i'm going to try now. at least try.<br /><br />and do it with Heart...because if you put your heart into it, then it will definitely mean something.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~wanderingtruths</author>
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                <title>Thanks...I Guess...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Mar 2006 16:47:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ First off, i must thank Thai and Aquagirl for continuing to read my poetry...as repetitive in its ideas they are.  But i'm glad you care to come still...<br />
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Somehow I manage to put myself on a familiar boat ride, never realizing i'm purchasing the same ticket each time I do so.  I guess I'll never reach the Island.  The Island in my mind is one in which everything Sacred manifests itself in the best way possible.  Where I can have the one thing that I truly, with the bottom of my heart, desire.<br />
<br />
The Island, my friends, does not exist.  It is a figment of your Imagination...<br />
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then again, some would just say I'm being bitter...again.<br />
<br />
Jonathan Z. ]]></description>
                <author>~wanderingtruths</author>
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                <title>This time...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 09:45:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...I really took quite a bit of time to return to the website.  My absense has no excuse, I simply stopped bothering to come. Why, some of you ask? is it because I have no inspiration? Is it because I have the inspiration and am just not willing to use it?...no...none of those things.<br />
<br />
Sadly I have abandoned this website, because it seems that the people that made this website special for me have abandoned me, including people who dont even have an account here.  Those would be my friends that have sadly left me, in one shape or form.<br />
<br />
...I have changed very much since I last visited this site.  Last time I visited, I complained about my lack of a companion.  All that has changed since...still no companion, but I seem to have accepted the fact that it shall be a while before I am graced by the wonderful prescence of a young woman at my side...<br />
<br />
the madness never stops, and neither does mine...<br />
<br />
so perhaps, you may expect some sort of artistic creation by me in the near future...but dont keep your hopes up.<br />
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Viele danke, und viele lieben,<br />
Jonathan Z. ]]></description>
                <author>~wanderingtruths</author>
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                <title>I have a subsciption...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2005 19:20:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>My choice of movie is Revenge of the  Sith...i'm starting to feel like  Anakin...i'm ready to rebel and go  against everyone...</i><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/crying.gif" alt="Crying" title="Crying" /> Im ready, Depression<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: "Again I Go Unnoticed"<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Dune<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Revenge of the Sith<br /><br />So first off before anything at all...I  just want to thank DeviantART for the  subscription, though I must say I am  very undeserving of this...but the  trial for it is swell, and I am in  gratitude for it.<br />
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So i have submitted stuff  recently...and just...yea...school  sucks...and I'm getting used to having  my heart broken...oh well though,  right? It is what gives me inspiration  and keeps you all interested!! *laughs  hysterically, almost maniacally* I find  myself writing about the same things in  this journal though...so I wont bore  you...I'm only writing here because i  am attempting to take advantage of this  subscription...<br />
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woot woot!!! Saturdays are SAT IIs!!!  yayyy...not T_T...but a high  note...Saturday night, I am going to an  LA Galaxy game...which is totally gonna  kick booty, cause they're gonna woop  the Metrostar's asses!! yesssss...I am  a big footy fan...so yea...i love you  all dearly...be safe...<br /><br /><i>Revenge is a meal, best served  cold...and my choice i wish i didn't  get to make was the choice to make  choices...<br />
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welcome to my world...</i> ]]></description>
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                <title>New Update...First in a While</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2005 21:08:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so yes...since  November...well, you'd  be suprised the shit i've been through  and the shit i've put people through.   Yet nobody seems to understand...but I  do not trouble myself with that too  much, because they are not me.  Yet  what troubles me most...no...that isn't  simply it either.  I have not submitted  here for a while...because I feel as  though i would simply be saying the  same thoughts again...though I must  say, they repeat overwhelmingly rapid,  and/or similarly.  I find myself  listening yet again to Dashboard, and  For You to Notice and Again I Go  Unnoticed are songs that seem to be  best to listen to. *sighs heavily* I  hate my english teacher, she has  seriously ruined my life in more ways  than one...but whatever...everyone will  tell me its my fault anyways, and in a  sense...it is more my fault than I  would like to admit...oh well.  It  seems to me that everyone of my friends  has ditched this page...and it makes me  sad, because I almost feel it is  reflective of what has occured in my  real life...help...is something I try  to provide...always the friend, no?   Well its getting old...but I "can brend  and not break, or I can break and take  it with a smile..."<br />
<br />
thats how I see it.  Thats how it is  happening...out of my control again,  punishment again...either way, it is of  irrelevant value...cause in the end...i  have to be happy again...right?<br />
<br />
I guess that is the single most  inspiring, yet single most destructive  power that the human mind has...to  hope.<br />
<br />
the only choice we can't make is  whether or not to make choices...cause  even if we decided not to make any  choices, we just made a choice  then...so its a giant paradox no one  can escape...just like hope...humans  shall always have hope, and I shall be  one victim to that.  And perhaps I  shall succumb, perhaps i shall  overcome...but the first seems more  likely.  I wont do what I did back when  I poured my heart out onto this screen,  because I lost friends last time I did  that, and lost other things as  well...so I shall refrain and spare you  all of that.<br />
<br />
Time is all I need but it seems to be  the most unlimited resource on this  planet that cannot be  replaced...interesting though, do you  not agree? I tried time again...but it  betrayed me yet again...if God has a  sense of humor, i have yet to find it,  or at least i find it more troublesome  than funny.<br />
<br />
What is wrong with me? seriously, tell  me my one greatest flaw that screws me  over? Tell me the one thing you hate  about me the most...maybe I can  change...maybe not.  Either way...I  want to know why this continually  happens to me...maybe God shall show me  in my dreams or in signs...soon I shall  know.<br />
<br />
sleep well all of you...I love you all  dearly...I'll always be here for  you...but somehow that isn't enough,  being nice, is it?<br />
<br />
Jonathan Z. ]]></description>
                <author>~wanderingtruths</author>
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                <title>"Isn't it weird...?"</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2004 22:39:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Isn't it weird...how life works?<br />
Isn't it weird...how I seem to repeat  myself?<br />
Isn't it weird...that the mistakes  continue?<br />
<br />
<br />
Don't you find it strange...that what  you started can't be finished?<br />
Don't you find it strange...that I gave  up so quickly?<br />
Don't you find it strange...that  without you I'm lost?<br />
<br />
Anything you wanted to say?<br />
Anything you wanted to do?<br />
Anything you have regrets for?<br />
<br />
No...<br />
I wish i didnt....<br />
I seem to have no control...<br />
<br />
I'm not surprised...<br />
I'm not surprised...<br />
I couldn't be more surprised...<br />
<br />
No...I dont like the taste of foot...<br />
I've done too much...<br />
I regret the mistake I made..."<br />
<br />
--Written by a good friend of mine...<br />
<br />
Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Defeated</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Oct 2004 11:42:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Notice that i have changed how i am  curently during...due to recent events,  i consider myself finally defeated...I  give up. I will probably continue to  write about my latest tease, but I will  give up following my "missions".  I  will slowly try and forget, slowly back  away...allow myself to drift into  another dreamlike state in which I can  be alone...*thinks for a  moment...*Nevermind, I can be that way  without entering my absentness.  School  is okay, soccer tryouts are crazy and i  probably wont make it, and she...those  green eyes lie too much.  They lie more  than i have in the past few days.   *sighs* Forgive me for sounding so  negative and for being so compulsively  switching, but it is how I am, and  perhaps that is why everything is going  wrong for me right now.  I feel like  breaking down and just letting it all  out...letting the fountains open and  letting them pour out onto the world.   But i'll keep it in, maybe develop  manic depression and then i'll have an  excuse for me to be how I am.  Wish me  luck there, I'll go for it.<br />
<br />
Somehow I know it will probably  escalate into worse things...and if it  does, well....multiple personalities  aren't that bad, right?<br />
<br />
Resentfully submitted by,<br />
Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>New Stories</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Sep 2004 20:48:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Again...i seem to wait for an eternity  to update on this journal.  *sighs*I  wish that i could read people  better...or perhaps be able to read  minds...but I would be able to read the  minds of only the people i wanted  to...not of everybody...but i guess i  can't have my cake and eat it.   Haha...such a funny phrase that  contains so much more than the surface  tells...kind of like her  eyes...green...oh so green and  beautiful...and under that hair...are  thoughts...thoughts that go much deeper  than just the nice hair...forget it,  i'm just rambling on again...update on  my life...damn, AP classes give a lot  of work, but i must get used to  it....soccer tryouts are this friday,  i'm scared. lol<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." /> i think i will do well  though...pray for me...and if you're  reading this...know that i think ur  great..."vote for pedro"hahaha...we  should see it again sometime  soon...together...<br />
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Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Donnie Darko Rocks!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 15:54:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So the title of this entry has  absolutely no relevance to the rest of  what I am to say, but it is indeed a  fantastic film. Those who have not seen  it, I recommend it of you...anyways.   My life...in a nutshell....a roller  coaster, but then again, whos life is  not this way?  But I am on an up right  now, everything is going surprisingly  well...I spoke to an old friend/good  friend, and now, things seem a lot  better.  Since my previous Journal  entry, my years have become one older.   I am happy about that...I have also  become Junior Class President at the  new high school I am to attend in the  Fall.  I have also gone to Six Flags  Magic Mountain...great place to have  loads of fun.  I hope to go to the  Beach or to Knott's or something this  Thursday or Friday, so that I can spend  the day with the aforementioned  friend/good friend...so until the next  time I update, have a good  day...oh...and one more thing...why  don't all of you that check out this  journal look up the Murals at Denver  International Airport and tell me if  you see something strange...<br />
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Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Aryton Senna...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2004 19:15:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One week, ten years ago, a man by the  name of Roland Ratzenburger hit a wall  in Imola, San Marino/Italy and died on  impact. His death hit the sport of  Formula 1 hard...they had suddenly  realized that the sport was fast and  dangerous, and that another crash like  his and they would have another dead  driver on their hands....they could  have red-flagged the race and postponed  it for a later time in respect of his  death. But they did not.  R.I.P  Roland...I will not forget you.<br />
<br />
<br />
One day before this incident, a  similiar accident occured, but  fortunately, Rubens Barrichello did not  die, but was injured severly enough to  be out of that race.  Aryton Senna,  three time F1 World Champion, 41 Race  Victor, 65 Pole Positions achieved and  19 fastest lap holder, was at his  hospital bed side that day, weeping  over his fellow Brazilians close to  death experience.  The next day, Roland  Ratzenburger died...<br />
<br />
Aryton Senna da Silva was born on March  21, 1960.  He grew up in Brazil and was  naturally, a soccer <i>aficionado</i> and  Formula 1 fan...as was to be expected  of a Brazilian.  He grew up doing kart  races and winning many of them in which  he competed.  He was always striving to  be the quickest.  He finally got to F1  in 1984, driving for Toleman...he drove  there for that year and then Lotus  noticed him and picked him up.  In  1985, he drove a stunning race in the  rain at Estoril, Portugal.  Suddenly,  everyone realized that they had a  driver that was going to be great...He  won three championships with McLaren,  the next team to pick him up in 1988.   That year, along with Alain Prost, they  won 15 out of the 16 races on the  calender.  Senna was World Champion for  the first time that year.  He lost the  championship in 1989 to Alain Prost,  who was now driving for Ferrari.  A  rivalship was developing.  In 1990,  Senna returned with a vengance and took  the title...his second.  He made an  amazing follow up in 1991 and won his  third Championship...before Juan Manuel  Fangio's death, he said that he  believed that Senna would be the one to  break his 5-time World Championship  record...In 1992, Nigel Mansell won the  World Championship, but Senna was still  not backing down.  In 1993, Alain Prost  won and it was his fourth  Championship...suddenly, a fifth looked  imminent for him...Senna, in 1994,  joined the Renault Williams F1 team,  which had an F1 car that looked  promising.  Then came the race weekend  in Imola...during Friday practice,  Rubens Barrichello almost died, the  next day, Roland Ratzenburger suffered  a fatal crash.  Aryton Senna had a bad  feeling about the next day...<br />
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Aryton Senna achieved his 65th Pole  Position that weekend.  He hung onto  first when there was an accident and a  pace car came to slow the cars down  until the crash was cleared.  Three  laps after it was cleared, Aryton Senna  hit the 190mph Tamburello Curve at full  speed, trying to keep himself in front  of Michael Schumacer, who like Senna  ten years prior to that, looked  promising for the future...Senna left  the track at that moment and struck the  wall on the outside of Tamburello at a  speed in excess of 170mph.  Aryton  Senna da Silva, was air-lifted to the  nearest hospital where he was  pronounced dead an hour later.  Michael  Schumacer, when he discovered one of  his role model's death, did not  continue his celebration on the top  step/1st place of the podium...as  unfortunate as it sounds, Senna's death  was needed.  The speed of the sport was  getting out of control, and the safety  was falling behind.  After his death,  new regulations were put into place and  the sport became much safer for all the  drivers.<br />
<br />
R.I.P. Aryton Senna da Silva...<br />
<br />
<br />
Within Senna's car, they found an  Austrian national flag...Roland  Ratzenburger was Austrian, and he was  going to honor a fellow race car  driver's death when the race had ended,  but this was never accomplished due to  his own death...Senna raised the skill  level of his own ability with each year  and thought only of winning.  But he  never wanted to see the pain of another  driver...That is just the man that  Aryton Senna da Silva was...<br />
<br />
<br />
-Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Forget it...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2004 20:40:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Pouring over photographs.<br />
I'm living in your letters.<br />
Breathe deeply from this envelope<br />
it smells like you & I can't be<br />
without that scent. It's filling me<br />
with all you mean to me."<br />
-<i>Living in Your Letters</i>, Dashboard  Confessional<br />
<br />
<br />
It doesn't matter what they want, what  they say...Im still living in the  past...<br />
<br />
Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Something Corporate...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2004 19:37:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have recently been indulging in the  music of Something Corporate. For those  of you who know this band, you know of  what a great band they are. But for  those of you who dont, I have come to  enlighten you and give you these lyrics  from one of their best songs...<br />
<br />
It is called Konstantine...<br />
<br />
"I can't imagine all the people that you  know <br />
and the places that you go <br />
when the lights are turned down low <br />
and I don't understand all the things  you've seen <br />
but i'm slipping inbetween <br />
you and your big dreams <br />
it's always you <br />
in my big dreams <br />
<br />
and you tell me that it's over <br />
wake up lying in a patch of four leaf  clovers <br />
and your restless, and i'm naked <br />
you've gotta get out <br />
you can't stand to see me shaking <br />
no <br />
could you let me go? <br />
I didn't think so <br />
<br />
and you don't wanna be here in the  future <br />
so you say the present's just a  pleasent interruption to the past <br />
and you don't wanna look much closer <br />
cuz your afraid to find out all this  hope<br />
you had sent into the sky by now had  crashed <br />
and it did <br />
because of me <br />
<br />
and then you bring me home <br />
afraid to find out that you're alone <br />
and i'm sleeping in your living room <br />
but we don't have much room to live <br />
<br />
I had these dreams that i learned to  play guitar <br />
maybe cross the country <br />
become a rock star <br />
and there was hope in me that i could  take you there <br />
but dammit you're so young <br />
well i don't think i care <br />
and if i hurt you <br />
then i'm sorry <br />
please don't think that this was easy <br />
<br />
then you bring me home <br />
cuz we both know what it's like to be  alone <br />
and i'm dreaming in your living room <br />
but we don't have much room to live <br />
<br />
and konstantine is walking down the  stairs <br />
doesn't she look good <br />
standing in her underwear <br />
and i was thinking <br />
what i was thinking <br />
we've been drinking and it doesn't get  me anywhere <br />
<br />
my Konstantine came walking down the  stairs <br />
and all that i could do is touch her  long blonde hair <br />
and i've been thinking <br />
it hurts me thinking that these nights<br />
when we were drinking no they never got  us anywhere <br />
no <br />
<br />
this is because i can spell konfusion  with a k <br />
and i like it <br />
it's to dying in another's arms and why  I had to try it <br />
it's to jimmy eat world and those  nights in my car <br />
when the first star you see may not be  a star <br />
I'm not your star <br />
isn't that what you said <br />
what you thought this song meant <br />
<br />
and if this is what it takes <br />
just to lie in my mistakes <br />
and live with what i did to you <br />
and all the hell I put you through <br />
I always catch the clock <br />
it's 11:11 <br />
and now you want to talk <br />
it's not hard to dream <br />
you'll always be my konstantine <br />
<br />
konstantine, they'll never hurt you  like i do <br />
no they'll never hurt you like i do <br />
no, no, no no no no no no <br />
<br />
this is to a girl who got into my head <br />
with all the pretty things she did <br />
hey <br />
you know <br />
you keep me up in bed <br />
this is to a girl who got into my head <br />
with all the fucked up things i did <br />
hey <br />
maybe <br />
baby <br />
you could keep me up in bed <br />
my Konstantine <br />
spin around me like a dream we played  out on this movie screen <br />
and i said <br />
did you know i missed you? [x7]<br />
oh god i miss you <br />
<br />
and then you bring me home <br />
and we'll go to sleep, but this time,  not alone, no no <br />
and you'll kiss me in your living room <br />
i know <br />
you'll miss me in your living room <br />
cuz these nights i think maybe that  i'll miss you in my living room <br />
we don't have much room <br />
i said does anybody need that room? <br />
because we all need a little more room <br />
to live <br />
<br />
my Konstantine"<br />
<br />
<br />
I very much love those lyrics...<br />
<br />
Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Won't Bother</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2004 21:03:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I no longer find this Journal to be a  means through which I express to the  world what I feel.  It is more of a way  to just update you all. Life  sucks...school sucks...nothing i can do  about whats goign on in my life, so Im  just riding it through.  School I am  attempting to make changes in, so  hopefully it works out, pray for me  everyone...This is all I find to be  true. At the moment, I am writing a  story. You can all read it when I  submit it, so I will not describe it to  you but instead leave you in  suspense...oh yes, because I am so  positive that you are all dying to read  my next piece (for all the slow ones,  that is sarcasm). Forgive me...if you  can...I fear that what I have done is  wrong...<br />
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Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Well...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2004 20:58:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well...it seems that it has been a  ridiculous amount of time since my last  journal entry graced my front page.  A  lot has happened since my last entry  including christmas and new years...and  a lot of other days that I shall hold  dear to my heart for a long while(Dec  17, 19, 23, 27 and Jan 17, 18, 19).  I  have now also realized that I may be  responsible for the punishment or  whatever has happened to my most  dearest loved one.  She has disappeared  from me and I have not spoken to her in  a few days and I am truly afraid that I  am at fault for such an absence...I  just pray to god that the truth has not  been found by those who wish us to be  apart...but I am beginning to think  that it is too late for such prayers.   Sometimes too many decisions need to be  made and I want them to be made for me.   But then I guess that defies the whole  purpose of choice.  So it is  true...there is only one  constant...casuality. Those of you who  know...you know its true.<br />
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I want you all to know this...What I  may have done to have caused such a  thing is not at all a bad thing.  It is  instead just a way to show my affection  for her and my wanting to make positive  that she is pleased in life...But "they"  want us seperated still and this is  forbidden.  Maybe it is a sign.... ]]></description>
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                <title>Well...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2004 20:56:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well...it seems that it has been a  ridiculous amount of time since my last  journal entry graced my front page.  A  lot has happened since my last entry  including christmas and new years...and  a lot of other days that I shall hold  dear to my heart for a long while(Dec  17, 19, 23, 27 and Jan 17, 18, 19).  I  have now also realized that I may be  responsible for the punishment or  whatever has happened to my most  dearest loved one.  She has disappeared  from me and I have not spoken to her in  a few days and I am truly afraid that I  am at fault for such an absence...I  just pray to god that the truth has not  been found by those who wish us to be  apart...but I am beginning to think  that it is too late for such prayers.   Sometimes too many decisions need to be  made and I want them to be made for me.   But then I guess that defies the whole  purpose of choice.  So it is  true...there is only one  constant...casuality. Those of you who  know...you know its true.<br />
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I want you all to know this...What I  may have done to have caused such a  thing is not at all a bad thing.  It is  instead just a way to show my affection  for her and my wanting to make positive  that she is pleased in life...But "they"  want us seperated still and this is  forbidden.  Maybe it is a sign.... ]]></description>
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                <title>Love vs. Sorrow</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2003 22:40:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It is unbelievable how efficiently  people can speak of sorrow and hatred,  but how difficult it is to write about  how happy you are about something or  how much in love you are with  somebody/something...maybe i am not the  first to realize this, but hopefully i  am not the last...<br />
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Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Finally...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2003 21:29:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It has been a while since i wrote in  this thingy...bad things have happened  since...and good things. I saw Thai a  few times while i was gone and those  were amazing times...but a really bad  thing also happened but i wont bother.<br />
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please do read the letter series in  order...and i realize i said that i  would put screenshots but my scanner  doesn't like me. that is if you care to  read the series.<br />
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Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>...l.....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2003 13:27:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am currently in the process of  writing a letter...which will sorta be  story like and I will submit it once I  finish it and like it.  So I will  probably not submit anything until I am  done. Oh yea, and I will submit it page  by page...with a photograph of the  page. So farewell for now...Oh  yea...bellesolitario, keep smiling!!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=p" title="=p (Razz)" /><br />
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Jonathan ]]></description>
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                <title>Interesting Emotions...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2003 18:52:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have been feeling odd these past few  days...and its been ever since i  started school...I've suddenly had this  inspiration to write all the time...but  I never know what to write about. But  lately...my poems have had sad thoughts  behind them, and I dont know why. I  mean...it does not make sense to me at  all...I have the most amazing  girlfriend in the world...she is  beautiful...she has the most amazing  eyes, the best laugh...the best  smile...that girl is great...but for  some reason, it seems like sad thoughts  have been entering my mind...I am sick  of it...I will try to write a little  happier from now on.<br />
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Jonathan.<br />
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PS: Remember 9/11... ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow...it has been a really long time...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2003 21:14:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im back in school now, so if my  appearances were rare and unpredictable  before, expect them to be even more  worse than usual. Its unfortunate, i  know, because i know how much everybody  out there loves me (yea, all one of  you....but thats ok, cause shes more  important than all of you anyways!!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />.) I  know my absence is unexcused, but screw  you guys, i dont care...i got to see  Thai again this past Friday...which was  the best 6-7 hours of my  life...sorry...lost my train of  thought...<br />
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oh well, good day/night to you all. ]]></description>
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                <title>New Additions</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2003 12:51:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I recently acquired the Vinyl for the  AFI Sing the Sorrow, and I must say,  that it is a very nice addition to my  collection of random things. I have  also added a new can to my Soda Can  collection. I added a Pepsi Vanilla  can...and gosh darnitt, it is a very  good soda. About a thousand times  better than Vanilla Coke...<br />
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I know that this is totally random  information, but I have nothing better  to say to the citizens of DA...oh well.  BTW, I have submitted a new poem  concerning new events in my  life...sigh, but then again, I believe  that I have felt this way for quite a  while now.<br />
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Talk to you all soon,<br />
<br />
Mr. Zagato ]]></description>
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                <title>Friday......one word: Wow.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2003 18:16:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I would have to say that Friday was...wow....just, wow. It was so  great, that I cannot even begin to describe all the emotion and felt in  one day...but it was all good emotions, I will give you that much.<br>
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It has been quite a bit of time since I last appeared here, in this  journal, to fill the wonderful citizens of the DA(has anyone else  noticed that the DA is the same thing as District Attorney? sorry...I  just could not resist bringing that up.) community into what has  happened in my life. But it is not important, so it does not matter.<br>
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But Friday...I got to see my beautiful girlfriend during the day...got  to see her smile...it was great.  And then later Friday, I got to go  see American Wedding with her...that was ten times better than before.  So all in all, my Friday was amazing...it was just...words can't begin  to describe...<br>
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well, I must be leaving now... ]]></description>
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                <title>Not been here for a while...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2003 15:13:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I realize that I haven't exactly held up the purpose of which is a  Journal...which is to write in it whenever possible...I've just been  unable to say anything of importance to anybody in here, so I decided  to stop writing...<br>
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to explain my latest two entries, "Unfinished Business Parts I and  II"...uh...this idea has been lingering in my head, just as the  description says...but I hadn't put it up yet because i guess my mind  was a bit occupied with other thoughts, so i wasn't able to put this  down without interference from my clustered mind. but the idea behind  this is obvious...i hope somebody will figure it out and say it, cause  i dont want to be the one to explain it...it makes it less interesting  that way. and i will not be surprised if nobody likes it...i hate  it...i feel that i could have written this a thousand times  better...but i guess when im this happy, i can't really write about sad  times or about anger....its too difficult to write about what u ur not  understanding then and there...so if these two things appear again  later, it'll most likely be because i'll know how to write it better.  see you all later... ]]></description>
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                <title>I can't control everything...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2003 21:00:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In light of recent events, I've come to realize that you trully can't  hang on to everything you have in life.  It is too sad a fact to  realize, but I did.<br>
But in a way, it is good to let go of some things. Maybe not what I  lost, but it is good to lose things that way.  I mean, why should we  let past events and insecurities pull us beneath the surface of sanity?   No matter how hard we try though, it seems that things cling on to us,  even after we've thought that we have dropped them away into the abyss.<br>
But I can't control everything, just as no one else can.<br>
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I wish I could. I would attempt to try to mend broken objects of my  past and attempt to avoid hurting myself.  I would make sure that I  would be able to hold on to everything that I want and let go of  everything I dont need.<br>
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But I'm like the man who attempted to build a time machine...only with  dreams and no realities.<br>
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Maybe I'll end up in the lower level of hell and walk around backwards  for the rest of eternity... ]]></description>
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                <title>Unforgiven</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2003 12:24:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You don't need to forgive me.  I dont want you to.  I hope the right  person is reading this...It took my own stupidity to realize what I had  done and what I've done is terrible.  It was never a game...I never  wanted it to be.  In fact, it did hurt...Maybe I hurt more than even I  can see and that is why those fake smiles I wore like a charm killed me  so slowly.  If you choose not to forgive me, then I can understand,  that is what "Save yourself and Let Me Die" is about...if you can maybe  bring yourself to see me as you did before, I can understand that too.   Even though it would surprise me...<br>
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Maybe I should fall asleep again...so then my dreams can take over and  maybe I will be able to let go.  The world is filled with such great  beauty that I don't want to let go...but I need to.  It is inevitable  that this happens.  In my sleep, time can pass faster so that I may let  you heal.  Cause I cut myself much to deep, much to long ago and am at  a point of no return.  Maybe I will wake up again...........<br>
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The world is so beautiful...and so are you....... ]]></description>
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                <title>Beauty</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2003 20:39:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sleeping seems so useless when there exists so much beauty in the  world.  I watch as everybody sleeps and the beauty of the world seems  untouched and unnoticed.  I must admit, I was sleeping previously...but  I was suddenly awoken.  The beauty was amazing....But back to today.<br>
Fo some reason, today was a sort of defiant day...but, i dont care too  much for that.  today, i dont feel a need to explain all of that went  on today, except that it was a day of discovering....thats all i'll  say.  Goodnight for now. ]]></description>
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                <title>End</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2003 20:16:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Nearing the end of the road, I wonder why the need to go back has never  been so strong.  To take back mistakes and pain.  To end up on a point  where all can be seen so that I have no need to feel trapped.  But time  can't be traveled any faster than i can walk.  But even the walking is  to quick for being able to control what is happening.  Technically we  all have control...but only to a certain point of our limits.  Cause  not all our feelings and emotions can be focused on specifically  solving one problem.  Friendship is not an all fixing emotion.  And the  flowers have never seemed so demanding until lately.  In a way, we are  all pushing the limits of our own control.  For that, I see that I  can't even fix the problem with help.  Maybe I am in a stuck  situation...I will leave the road...maybe like that i can find a way to  go back through time.  It might not be as close as it would want to be,  but it will occupy my mind till i can see why i feel this.  That  occupation will perhaps be the best thing to happen...in a while...on  January 18, I felt i had found it...i guess since then i have felt it  but for a month or so, it has been odd feeling it. ]]></description>
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                <title>Too comlicated...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2003 20:43:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This events are leading to frustration.  The situation has become much  to complicated and it has me believing that pushing through the wall  would be idiotic.  I see the purpose to push through...but what i want  is no longer on the opposing side.  What i want is with me...and there  is a need to get through.  but i must see what the opposing side  provides...to see what it can see...the awkwardness of it is seemingly  what compels me to the it the most...understandably, it is human nature  to seek understanding of what he has no knowledge about.  Discoveries  by humans lead to more mysteries of what we thought we knew...so i  officially see no point in going through.  It will leave my breathless  in an enviornment where i will need time to understand...even if it is  only some of it.  Because the biggest human flaw is this...a longing to  understand everything.  It is too complicated...i can not see going  through the wall to help me...so i will stick to what i want on my side  of the wall.  where i already have an understanding...and where i need  not to search for answers because it seems what i want has explained  the inexplicable...i thank what i want for it.  leading me to another  question...if human nature is to try and search for understanding of  everything, why do i no longer search for the truth? is it because what  i want is all i need and i do not need the truth? is it because if i  were to discover the truth it would be so complicated that i would be  down the same fox-hole as previously? both options...the wall shouldn't  exist...it carries me much too far... ]]></description>
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                <title>Full of love...?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2003 21:05:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel full of love, yet i seem to find no place to send it too.  My  nostalgia gets to me every day and i guess i have given up...I am  journeying through the same routine everyday and its redundancy has  gotten me to the point where i can't seem to find who to turn  to...there is one person to turn to, but it is this person that  indirectly and unknowingly creates this nostalgia...i do not blame her  for it...in fact, it is my own sense of...well, i can't seem to place  the feelings for it.  The feelings of those surrounding me seems to  just fuel these thoughts in some occasions.  i try to avoid it.  it  seems to always circulate to a point where i can almost touch it...but  i guess thats why emotions aren't tangible. if they were tangible, then  we wouldn't be sad or in love...we would be emotionless...we wouldn't  know what to do...we wouldn't know what to do in life.  we wouldn't  have motivation, we wouldn't have a reason to live.  i wake up lonely  at night, wondering why this sense of needing more than just my own  fullness of love bothers me so much...girls are inexplicable.  i give  up and this routine has gotten redundant with lonely pain. i feel fool  of love....but i dont know why... ]]></description>
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                <title>Perfection</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2003 16:18:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ u look around at the people around u and what do u see? u see people  acting what ur used to seeing...walking, talking, being idiots, being  intelligent...but then occasionally u see imperfections of the human  race. u see, people not being able to walk...people not being able to  talk or understand or be able to even think about what else goes on  around the world.  then i began to discover the perfection of the human  body...the perfection of the DNA we contain in our blood...its so  perfect that one imperfection will cause an entire system to go  wrong...cause an entire working body to be unbalanced and  unoperational...and worst of all, looked down upon by the one race in  the universe that seems to not try and fix an imperfection...but  instead to just try and get rid of it or pretend it doesn't  exist...sometimes we succeed...but sometimes we fail to the point that  we make one imperfection form another possibly worse one...it leads to  more hatred for imperfections. more dislikes for the people trying to  pervent them...it is a pointless fight. instead of looking around, try  to just look in one direction. the imperfections get to everyone. ]]></description>
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