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        <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 14:15:07 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Tardy.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 03:32:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This year is slowly coming to an end, in a good way. <br />Less than two weeks of school, and I turn eighteen in thirty-four days.<br />Though I have my major HSC music performances on Monday, I am HORRIFIED to say the least. Good luck? <br /><br />Went to Sydney today, am dead.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />xo<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Jaime, Dead?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 04:43:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow, it has been quite some time since I've last uploaded any of my work. <br />In the last few months I've come to realise that I am horrible at committing myself to anything, DA, school work, and friendships to a certain degree. So this is just yet another update to say that I still haven't forcibly told myself to delete my Deviant Art merely because whatever I post up SUCKS. <br /><br />Today I went to Tuggerah with my parents, whats new? We walked around the warehouses, to which are supposed to be "discounted" but I beg to differ. Anywho, there has been a sudden increase in the amount of artists who are trying to sell their works on the top floor. If I had money, chances are I would have bought something but ah well, there is always next time. There were two shops imparticular that really caught my attention. <br /><br />I also have some affirming news, dad is considering letting me get my treble-clef-on-finger tattoo. It's only small, and hopefully shouldn't cost a lot, plus it is actually meaningful to me and I just think it looks cute. <br />So really, that is all that's happened to me in the last ...6 or 7 months since I last decided to post a journal on DA. Hope you guys really (didn't) enjoy reading it, and that it (was)n't a waste of time.<br />xo<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>She Returns.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 16:33:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Haven't been on here in a while, <br />I guess this journal is just to say that I haven't completely given up on DA yet, but its close. <br /><br />I'm lacking the enthusiasm to keep up with it really.<br /><br />"If i had a dollar for every time i purchased something that was a piece of shit, id be a billionaire right now." ]]></description>
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                <title>Tick Tock</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 05:57:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am so lazy. <br />These holidays have been a constant blur, like the road at 100km/h on the highway. Where does time go?<br />Its as if waisting my time confined within my bedroom is the more constructive thing to do right now and with less than 3 days to go before school starts again, I seriously cannot think of anything else I'd prefer to be doing. <br />To be honest though, I'd much prefer to take the next plane out of this country and find a new world. With people that I could never get tired of because they have personality. <br /><br />I don't really know what I want these days but its slowly slipping through my fingers, burning marks onto my palms and I don't know how to stop it before I'm left floating in the middle of oblivion.<br />Once its gone, it never comes back.  <br />And I know for sure that I have to stop thinking and put more concentration and thought into where I should really be right now.<br /><br />"Every second of every day, you make a choice that can change your life." ]]></description>
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                <title>Unsure.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 06:50:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I KNOW WHAT I WANT. HOW DO I GET IT? <br /><br /><br />NOTE: I'm not really 'eager' it just wouldn't let me change my mood.<br /><br />"I breathe my own air, not the poisons of another." - Jaime Mitropoulos ]]></description>
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                <title>Obsessive.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 07:52:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've always been a fan of piercings and have managed to con my parents into letting me get many done and so far I'm up to 9, but its getting harder because they think I've got enough but who is to say when enough is really enough? Surely they don't actually think that they can stop me once I turn 18. But here is my list of future piercings that I will get, in order; <br /><br />1. Cheeks.<br />2. Both sides of my nose.<br />3. Conch industrial (in my right ear, due to already having an industrial in my left and If its not balanced I go nuts.)<br />4. Orbit (look it up, tis pretty cool.)<br />5. Nipple. <br />6. Anti-Labret.<br />7. Medusa/Septum.<br /><br />Also talking with Rachel over MSN before, has struck up the idea of me getting my piercing license which I will do once I'm old enough.<br /><br />"The fine line that divides pleasure and pain is only visible to the weak." - Jaime Mitropoulos ]]></description>
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                <title>The Dead Brothers?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 04:22:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A little bit of my soul just died.<br /><br />Okay as you may or may not already know, I am a huge fan of The Blood Brothers and in the midst of buying the rest of their albums, although JB Hi-Fi never has any in other than "crimes," I fell across another more recent album which I purchased called "rumours laid waste" which has striken me incredibly disappointed. To be completely honest, it is WASTEFUL music and had I known previously that it sounded this bad I wouldn't have WASTED my $22 for it. Coming from the likes of their previous songs such as "trash flavoured trash" I don't understand why they've decided to take this path in music style because its really not doing them any justice. For a second I thought it was another band under the same name, guess not.<br /><br />If anyone finds the real blood brothers, can you tell them they're dearly missed! ]]></description>
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                <title>My name is me. </title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 01:51:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just a little exercise in english where we had to describe ourselves using metaphors.<br /><br />Wrap it around your neck once and let it blow along in the wind. Don't wrap it around to tightly but let it define who you are, and what you stand up for in life. Your time will come but patience is a virtue and you suddenly become overwhelmed with excitement. But then you remember that the window was never open and you're sitting on your bed, guitar in one hand, floor covered in magazines, cameras and a computer as to where you express your inner most thoughts. <br />Seclusion is the key but that comes along with alot of insecurities as you remember the whole reason you locked yourself inside your body bag world is because you want to avoid as much humanly contact as possible. The dreamland which is nothing near reality bursts into flames through the pencil into a book which will one day name you the greatest philosopher in the world. But once again you find yourself sitting in that same position on your bed except this time the sun has gone down and moonlight streams onto the wall creating dancing figures who call you to their magical rhelm. <br /><br />Maybe you think to much, questioning everything you see and hear, or analyze in into different situations. The music bursts through your ear drums but its soothing and you feel as if you are walking on clouds until you get disrupted by a presence, you can't say who but you know its there and everything just disappears forever. You know you'll never go back to there and with that a small part of your soul tarnishes. Its hard to let go and you find it even harder to hold hands with change but it doesn't come freely. Nothing ever does. <br /><br />And there we go again. Your strolling down that lucious green field with the great big apple trees and cute brown fences. One camera in your hand and another around your neck, can never be to prepapred. You turn around and suddenly your standing on the highest mountain, everything can be seen and it is the most exhilerating feeling that you wish could just stay a little longer. You close your eyes to saver the moment but when you re open, there is no more spectacular view or cute fences, rather the light of your computer shining in your eyes. You squint.<br /><br />My class seemed to really enjoy it. ]]></description>
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                <title>Epic Failure. </title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 02:32:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ practice really does make perfect.<br /><br />I thought I could try being the first person to fluke the L's test without studying the books or doing any online test, but truth be told, you really can't get anywhere if you don't study partially. <br />Im pretty annoyed considering that I only got 4 wrong.<br />This is a diagram of my failing mark,<br />SECTION 1.                -        SECTION 2.<br />2 INCORRECT              -          2 INCORRECT.   <br /><br />But if it was like this i would have passed, <br />SECTION 1.                -        SECTION 2. <br />3 INCORRECT             -          1 INCORRECT.<br /><br />And its funny because i spent a total of 3 hours in probably a period of 2 days looking through the booklet. But I come home and do the online test, and i get only one wrong. <br />So rigged!<br />Jack said that I failed because they were to lazy to write my last name and thought, "fuck it!  F F F F ..FAIL"<br />hopefully mum takes me again next week sometime.<br />Anyways back to studying for my viva voce which is tomorrow.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Full Blown. </title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 10:46:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There is nothing more amazing than a free imagination.<br /><br />I don't really understand where to begin with this entry, nor do I even have a valid reason for writing it in the first place. But I feel as though I need to have a really big rant without giving detail or names of acctual people, and situations because that would make things akward if people were to read and pass on the text. <br />Have you ever been in a situation where you're practically forced to like someone for fear of losing them, even though theyre the one in the wrong and should be crawling to you for help?<br />I could shred my insides apart over this one incident and yet I still don't have the courage to face this person and tell them exactly how I feel, even though I know it won't do me or them any good as nothing between us will change.<br />Now im really having trouble understanding why ive decided to write this, my mind is just racing with so many thoughts but I have no way of getting them into this entry. I can't express myself in the way that i'd like to and it is just so frustrating because I always come up with these catchy phrases that I think will be good to go somewhere and then I don't write them down so naturally, I forget them. <br />Am I angry at this person, the fact that I lack self expression, my inability to contain stress, the fact that I barely get any sleep anymore, possibly failing school, lacking inspiration, someone to comfort me or just be by my side when I need them, a friend, self confidence. All these things that are bothering me, and have a substantial impact on my life and for which are pretty much ruining me at the moment. NONE OF WHICH I CAN STOP. No matter what any one tells me at the moment my mind just seems to be wrapped around this one thing, stupid ignorant life ruiner, the computer. I have never been sucked into anything so deep in my life and I fear that this is the reason all my dreams are going to tarnish. <br />I need just one good night sleep where I won't wake up in the morning and have to be concerned with doing a nice pile of shitty assignments which are due in a weeks time. <br />I want to do everything, I want to learn how to use photoshop, I want to go out with my family and take amazing photographs, I want to get my L's, I want to buy my imac, I want to excel in all my subjects but I can't do any of it unless I get my head straight first.<br /><br />There are many more things I could write about, way more personal, more darker and deeper into my mind and the things that people generally don't know about me. But I don't think thats relevant for this entry at the moment, considering it is 3.43am and I should probably be in bed sleep, although im not. And you can probably assume why, considering I don't have anyone to talk to with relevant information. <br />Having that said, its safe to say that I will be going to see a psychologist sometime in july. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />ps. I hate writing the letter "I" so much.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The reason why I refuse to use phones.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 03:12:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay so Steve, the photographer that my mum and dad met at their friends wedding rang my house tonight. I think it was the most awkward conversation I've ever had with someone over the phone, minus the message I forcibly left on his answering machine which was just even more embarrassing, Not to mention the fact that he had no idea what I said in it. <br />None the less, he has offered for me to go with him to one of the weddings that hes shooting for, and watch how things are done. I gladly accepted the invitation although thats the only thing he could offer me at the moment, as he is a busy man. <br /><br />I'm incredibly excited.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>DeviantART</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 16:46:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As much as I'm having fun on here, I am still having trouble working out how to use it properly. Things just aren't working to my advantage.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Lack of enthusiasm. </title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 23:37:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ive been finding it very hard lately to take decent photos again, I get to the point where once i've taken a whole bunch, I don't know what to do with them? My computer lacks decent programs and without them i just lapse into boredom. <br /><br />but in saying that ive saved up my money and soon ill have enough to buy myself a decent apple computer. And then ill have a reason to manipulate my photos, which gets me all excited. To be quite honest, I don't like photoshop. Its to complicated and simplicity goes way further in my books, if it were so possible.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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