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                <title>hiding the slate for another day</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 06:17:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ after all, i was wrong: endings keep on coming. this time it was <a href="http://xary.deviantart.com/art/in-memoriam-111004149">his turn</a> and no easier sorrow. he will remain with us, under the fig tree (his favourite). the pillow-pouf which he wore ad nauseam for rest and dreams won't have much use for now. and even if a new friend comes along, to heal the sad emptyness that he left behind, things will be strange for a while. but every day a little bit better. or so i hope.<br /><br />old in age but puppy at heart, cuddles forever.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />(2000-2009)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>wiping the slate clean</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 14:24:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 'the end' has been displayed for too long.<br /><br />it's about time to turn the page and... think of new choices. hopes. dreams. and everything more a person is entitled to.<br /><br />i know i still Am.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>the end.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 18:17:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and the circle broke. like a soap bubble popping in mid-air. <br />
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no love. no more. for us two together.<br />
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in some other path, with somebody else, who knows. perhaps.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>full circle</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 15:01:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ better now.<br />
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much, much better.<br />
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<br />
(<i>i was lost and you found me. once more.</i><br />
 <b>4 years. for life.</b>)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>detour or utterly lost ?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 12:59:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this path i'm on does not seem like the one. <br />
not even sure it can take me where i want to go and who i want to be. <br />
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damn it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>dreams can come true, after all.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 07:52:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ all that waiting and lingering on. all that strength inside of me to handle what was about to come. low expectations. your future on another country, another town, another life. and me standing still, here waiting. for you. none of that will happen. you will stay right here. with me. with the life you know. and the best part is this is what you wanted in the first place. proud of what you accomplished. happy for the way things turned out. not expecting it <b>at all</b>. not even a fibre twinkling with hope. but here you are. still. you are here still.<br />
<br />
med school for you, hooray (two years after your first try, congratulations. you deserved it from day one and now you finally got it. such a bittersweet prize.)<br />
<br />
â¥ ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>recap from last months or so</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 22:09:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ second year was over more than one month ago. hardly went to classes and yet i passed them *all* with grades which i did not even expect. but i take it as a good thing <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
i guess things are better. we kind of sorted things out towards the end. we are more aware now that 'keeping alive' such a group of people together might sometimes offer hard work but is worth it.<br />
<br />
looking back, this year has been successfull in terms of reading. i wish i could have read more but still i read a lot, more than i used to some years ago. such a crap i was back then. gave up on dancing, gave up on reading - what the hell was i thinking? dancing is still THE thing i miss the most and at the same time what i dread the most when i'm given to think about coming back. but that is another topic...<br />
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some changes are going to take place in the future. prague seems the place-to-be for you. honestly i do not know how i am supposed to deal with all of it because it seems so out of place (contradictory to what i said before but whatever) and at the same time so here. so now. now as in september. now as in for the next six years. * silence *<br />
<br />
yup.<br />
<br />
and another school year is about begin. two more years to go until graduation and then me and some college friends can put our dream-machine to work for a bookstore of our own. haha i just laugh out loud when i think about it.  it would be nice though. very nice. ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>yupi.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 05:48:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yesterday was a good-bad day. but i deserved the bad.<br />
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yesterday i found out i had passed all my exams. first time that happens for me (at college). felt good about myself. the semester hadn't been one of the best but the grades rewarded other aspects. and maybe the next one will be better. at least i feel it can be <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
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yesterday my dear portable computer crashed. it all started with a strange sound like in nails-scratching-board. now when i turn it on a warning comes in: <i>no hard disk found</i>. that can't be good <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> and the best part is, i have nothing backed up. amazing, right? i said i deserved it, didn't i?<br />
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oh well, now it's pc clinic time for it.<br />
<br />
(be strong, dear ^^) ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>Merry!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 19:45:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Joyful Seasons to All!<br />
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<br />
May you Spend this couple of days the way you find most fit.<br />
<br />
<br />
Be cheerful, be hopeful, be nostalgic. Be in some kind of mood filled with union and joy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br />
<br />
<br />
And don't forget New Year <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/party.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":party:" title="Party" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>always better when we're together ;)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2005 18:35:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>great company this saturday. erasing some of the setbacks, everything went pretty smooth and i guess we found a manage to have fun. loved every single moment with all of you: the laughs, the smiles, the hugs, the talks, the jokes, the moves, the songs, the surprises, the empathy.<br />
<br />
she loved the surprise gift, i mean, the private show and the puzzle hehe <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /><br />
<br />
just liked you said, twin, two years ago we didn't know each other and now it's this... this unbelievable love that joined us together. i feel blessed when i'm with you guys <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /><br />
<br />
and now i will try to get some sleep cause going to bed at 7 in the morning is definitely no life for me. the garfield in me is killing for his thrill -- sleep.<br />
<br />
nighty night</sub> ]]></description>
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                <title>days go by</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2005 08:40:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>strange monday. mixed feelings. same thoughts all over again. some ghosts seem to want to live through every person i know. <b>you. always you.</b><br />
<br />
thank dog for the holiday today. time for us two maybe? missing you, love.<br />
<br />
nice weekend ahead. two days of fun, laughter, bonding, happy tears probably, dancing till we drop. i'm so thrilled about what we have in store for those days. so happy for being able to share it all with you. actually, without you guys things wouldn't be possible.<br />
<br />
<b>LET'S ROCK! ^^</b><br />
<br />
<b>[very anxious to see the outcome of all our efforts. our little secrets to your own amusement. hope you like it, babe <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />]</b></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>amèlie week</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 19:46:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>i'm feeling so <i>amèlie</i> this week.<br />
<br />
wish i had a red-with-white-dots umbrella, shoes that seem some sizes too big, only red and black clothes, a funky haircut. the sun shining through my smile. a peaceful look. silence. quietness in all my gestures and actions.<br />
<br />
i have to watch the film one more time. missing her figure once again.<br />
<br />
<strong>[you're my nino; found you again. followed the arrows. tore away the mask. you're my nino. again.]</strong></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>special date</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 17:01:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub><b>2 years and six months</b>. of love. of care. of friendship - well, no, actually that is more than 2 years and a half. of laughter. of support. of tenderness. of emotion.<br />
<br />
we've come so far from that time. we've grown, specially together. and it's been nice to have you around. for everything. and nothing at all.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> you very very much pooky. always will, no matter what. i know it sounds a bit cliché but it's the truth. it's all that i can give you and that you deserve. you're a kind, wonderful man. i feel blessed to have you in my life. as a best friend and as a lover. as everything you and i are to/with each other.<br />
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you're my wonderwall <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smooch.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":smooch:" title="Smooooch!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/comfort.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":cling:" title="Comfort me." /></sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>rain :)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2005 14:18:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>rain is finally here. time is getting ready for hot chocolate, scarfs, gloves, cold and reddish noses, firewoods lit up all night.<br />
rain is finally here and i am ready to get warmed up in your arms. with the rain pouring outside, setting the rhythm of our sweet lovesong.</sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>no/sleep</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 00:06:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>insomnia the night before. this night i went to bed at 10pm and slept like a baby. felt sooo good <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
<br />
i wish i could be sleeping still but oh well... to college i must go.</sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>book meets end. other book meets beginning.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2005 14:14:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bookdiva.gif" width="32" height="20" alt=":bookdiva:" title="Bookdiva" /><br />
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<sub>i have loads of books to read. some for college, others for my own amusement. the list is long, they pile up in my room's floor. i have a bookcase but it isn't enough. and i kinda like them lying around.<br />
last night i (finally) finished <i><strong>One Man's Bible</strong></i> by <strong>Gao Xingjian</strong>. my problem is that i tend to read many books at once and so i take a long time to finish them. but some grasp me so unexpectadly that i can't read anything else. <strong><i>one man's bible</i></strong> wasn't one of them, but it was fine. i enjoyed some of the chapters. others were difficult to understand, maybe because they portrayed a culture and moment in time so different from mine. some years later i might give it another try.<br />
<br />
so now i have more 3 books to continue reading and another one has been added to that list (the List in the Main List): <i><strong>The Unbearable Lightness of Being</strong></i> by <strong>Milan Kundera</strong>. unbearable? you got that right. don't know why but something tells me i'm going to be absorbed by this book...</sub> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>recharge</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2005 04:01:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i need some <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/coffeecup.gif" width="16" height="20" alt=":coffeecup:" title="Coffeecup" /> and a new brain. ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>surprise</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2005 17:02:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ today i received this wonderful surprise by e-mail. well, not today. a couple of days before. but it wasn't well identified and i was afraid it would be a stupid virus or something. so i didn't open it. i couldn't take that detail out of my head. it made sense in one way but on the other...naah. then i decided to open the damn thing, take a chance. and what i read was really something i wasn't expecting to read but it filled me with an amazing joy.<br />
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there are still thoughtful people in this world. thank them for that. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>bad day</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 19:36:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ dia de emoções fortes. certas partes dele gostaria de apagar. outras nem por isso. gostava de poder fingir que não senti uma pequena raiva a borbulhar dentro de mim, gostava de esquecer aquilo que não consigo compreender. mas em vez disso tudo permanece. resiste. ter ido à faculdade ou ter ficado em casa, seria a mesma coisa hoje. e deixo remoer em mim o facto de sempre que quero pôr as minhas boas intenções em uso, tudo sai furado. e alguém acaba a chorar. it should be the other way around.<br />
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today i feel hopelessly tired. my emotions are shattered and my thoughts have been killed in a blink of an eye. suddenly i had nothing to hold on to. and all that crappy mumbo jambo, that stupid bullshit, clinging to every corner of my soul.<br />
<br />
oh fuck it. if nobody cares why should i? not today i won't.<br />
<br />
going to bed now <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>no means no</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 18:09:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ empurrei-te contra a parede. para longe de mim pois já não te suporto. insistes em aproximar-te mas é inútil. afasta-te que não quero o teu abraço. fugir seria sem dúvida o mais aconselhado a fazeres. pára com essa súplica por ternura, pára ou eu juro que te bato.<br />
já fugi de ti, sabes? há muito tempo atrás. o amor era tanto que tornei-me sufocante. amei-te demais, não soube estabelecer limites. mas não estava fatalmente cega de tudo, ainda me restava alguma noção. e o afastamento foi decisão minha. agora peço-te, afasta-te também.<br />
não aguento o teu sorriso, a tua pele escaldando a minha, o toque que me provoca o amor já morto, insistindo no seu regresso à vida. não aguento o teu desejo, o teu beijo capaz de viciar, não te aguento, não te quero, não. já gritei ao meu coração que não te quero.<br />
<br />
[no reality added. plain fiction.]<br />
<br />
= <a href="http://reticenciasetc.blogspot.com">[link]</a> = ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>obssession</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 12:00:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ one day without you and my heart starts to fail. only one day, where i'm left dreaming so strongly about your touch that i can almost feel its taste on my skin.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/comfort.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":cling:" title="Comfort me." /> ]]></description>
                <author>~xary</author>
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                <title>first week</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 17:34:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the beginning of a school year is always hard for me. i've now started my second year at a lisbon university and it's always the same. the lazyness, the boredom, the oh-no-i-have-to-wake-up-already. usually it happens - unfortunately quite often - that i wake up too late. no matter how many alarms are on. <br />
i tend to feel divided: i want to see my friends there, laugh and talk with them, spend some quality time with them but the other side of me wants to stay in bed, read a book, curl up in myself...<br />
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oh well. just hope next week it will be different. i wake up on time and nothing brings me down. i miss fall. the greyish sky and the mist that would be with us for an entire day. enough with the sun already...<br />
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* ]]></description>
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