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                <title>it's getting dark outside...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 19:13:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ no really, it is getting dark outside. no sad metaphor. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> so...i got straight a's in school last semester, yay. this semester i will be taking college bio w/lab, math for the liberal arts, and computer sciences. a full twelve credits, none of them being classes i actually WANT to take, but good to get them over with during the short semester i suppose. <br />
i talked to kimi for a long time on the phone today. it was the first time i've talked to her in years. she has two kids now, and is apparently engaged to this guy who...well, never mind, its not my place. i don't really know what to say about her...i miss her...she just leaves my head in this really weird place. we were so close, and we're the same age, but we are at such radically opposing places in our lives and while i can logically see how that happened, my heart refuses to believe it. she even said herself, that if she had applied herself, she could've done something great. ok, i'm going to stop there.<br />
but talking to her reminded me of jake, since they still talk to each other. i went back and read all those journal entries he wrote when all *that* happened, like i am wont to do about once or twice a year. jeez, how did things get so fucked up? and what the hell kind of person was i then? i read the things he says i said to him, and i REMEMBER saying them, but it feels like i'm hearing things secondhand, things that came out of a strangers mouth. a stranger i probably wouldn't even like. <br />
i let caleb read my first diary a few days ago, from when i was twelve to thirteen. god, have i always been fucked up? cause i certainly was then, i certainly have been at so many points during my life. nick, corin, what i did to jake and to justin, and god to kevin? (poor little femme boy) (not to mention the people i've hurt that i wasn't romantically entangled with) i feel like i've changed though. i really want to believe it. i REALLY want to believe i won't end up doing something equally bastrdized to caleb, this wonderful gem of a man...so i'm going to hold onto that belief, hold on to my love, and hope that someday, maybe, i can at least make up karmically for the way i've treated people.  i'll never be that person again...after all, once you hit bottom, the only direction is up. (or around in annoying little circles calling for that rat of a dog...) ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>cali legitimate</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 11:36:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ACK! we leave for california in four days! we'll be in LA ubntil the eleventh, then go pick up joseph and *gasp* i'll meet calebs parents, then down to tijuana, back to san clemente or wherever it is they live, then possibly to san diego. is it so wrong of me to be apprehensive about meeting them? esp. moms? *sigh* my dad FINALLY came back, just in time to meet caleb, thankfully. and i've been drawing...weirdness of weirdness. i'm not that great at the moment...i just haven't had years of practice to hone my skills. caleb says my pictures make him uncomfortable, because each of them has this story behind them that only i can really see, but he can feel. i'm still debating over whether that is a good thing or not. i need to write more though...well...i miss my peeps, yo! i haven't seen kami in a ridiculously long time...i got to have coffee with mali the other day which was great, but it doesn't happen enough. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> and haven...well, i still have your coats girly! i meant to come up in feb and here it is may already...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> i'll see about coming up after we get back. my classes this emester are only going to be on tues and thurs but i need to find some part time job to work, too. but all in all, things are going well. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> love you all! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>today in hollywood...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 20:42:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well...i just quit my job at starlight...eh, put in my two week notice anyway. i was worried that my boss was going to be pissed at me, instead she just said that she doesn't blame me then goes on to tell me that she wants to quit too, she just has no time to look for another job. that sucks. the owner has been sicking this collections guy on all our late fees suckers so the ratio of pissed off cussers to our normal freaks has increased exponentially. i'm looking for another job right now. the owner came in tonight while i was on the internet looking at job sites. i had even printed out my resume but i'd forgotten about it so it was just kicking it in the office when he went back there. oops...he wasn't upset either though, just gave me a couple pointers on cleaning it up. funny...its like everyone expected this. one of my coworkers has even been leaving filled applications for other jobs laying about. its a good thing i'm quitting cause i have a feeling this company is clawing its way towards bankruptcy...another mom and pop video store down the tube. *sigh* fuck you blockbuster!!!<br />
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mattman just moved in with us. its cool, i think. he's a good guy. i don't really care too much one way or another about him moving in, but it does give me someone as geeky as i am to chill with. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> <br />
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things are going divinely with caleb. i'm really happy being with him, though its a little bit hard to get used to being with someone who's not aiming to hurt me in some (or many) ways. its getting easier though. he helps me so much, you can't even imagine. i just hope i'm half as worth it to him as he is to me.<br />
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anyway, just a basic update,<br />
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love ya! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 17:58:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ its been a while...well, i've seen haven, who lives in friggin BROOMFIELD more lately than i've seen mali, twenty minutes away. nice, huh? whatever...<br />
i've been spending more time with my roommates, corin and marra. its been good. you know, i don't really care what ANYONE else says about him, corin is my friend. he is my good friend, he is my long term friend. he's good people, he has a good heart, he just has some problems translating that into real life sometimes, but who doesn't? i enjot living with him, and i enjoy living with marra, and any reservations i may have about the situation are far, FAR overshadowed by the happiness i get from it. OK!? ok. thats it. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>higher edumacation</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2006 16:17:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ eeheehee!!!! yay! i went down to the college today to set up a payment plan for my tuition and they told me that my loan came through!!! turns out i'm getting 1300 per semester, which is WAY more than i am going to use...i wonder what happens to the money i DON'T use...i was hoping that i would get some kind of check for it or something cause i wanted to get my tattoo...i know people who are using their student loans to pay rent and stuff...hmm...anyway, i'm in school again! and this time i'm not gonna fuck it up. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2006 18:38:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ATTENTION: i have a bunch of gothy clothes sizes medium and 11/12 for the most part that i am getting rid of. if you or anyone you know would be interested in seeing them just comment on my journal and we will get in touch.<br />
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ahhhhh what a good weekend. spent with caleb of course. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> slept at his house on thursady, as usual. i think we watched some carnivale. (omg great show people!) then work on friday night, and after work went up to see my havenness with caleb. malis parents are bitches. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />-. we went out to coffee and grub and then went back to her place and watched this kinda crappy high school flick. oz woke up halfway through it, then we stayed up there until 630ish looking at an old yearbook and talking. caleb was so awesome, and he was just being himself, which makes it so much better. i'm really glad he FINALLY met one of my friends, and its weird that it was haven, who i have seen the least of in the past few years. on the way home we were fortunate enough to bear witness to a spectacular sunrise. it started out fairly dark with clouds over denver, and the barest tinges of the sun tinting the bottoms a deep magenta which got brighter and brighter as the morning progressed. its so difficult to describe natures beauty...it looked to me like angels flying across the sky, painting it with their wings. and it was freaking huge! the colrs spanned all around the car, almost every way you turned. aww...how romantic. we left at the perfect time to see it all. we went home and slept, and that night went to dinner at red lobster with sean and ginger, then came home and got whupped at scrabble. i love my weekend, its pretty much the only time i get to see caleb...and i'm so glad i got to see haven, it had been WAY too long. i keep trying to get in touch with KAMI, but we know how that goes...and i desperatley need to see mali...you hear me girly??? *sigh* ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>what goes around...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 20:33:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ do people get stupider as they get older? In high school i read lots of really good books, was politically active, had strong opionions and the initiative to let them out. now, it takes me a month or more to get through a book, i hardly write anymore, i hate the president but i'm not motivated to do anything about it. in short, i feel like i've gone downhill in the past couple of years. i could take the easy way out and blame it on nick, but, while that certainly was a factor, shouldn't i have more control over my own life?i'm very torn on that particular issue...after all, why would i stay with an abusive, psychotic jerk for three years if he wasn't also excessively manipulative? and how could he manage to sever my ties with everyone dear to me if he didn't have a pretty good handle on controlling my life? at the same time, didn't i LET that happen? i guess i'm still reeling in the aftermath of it all...i wonder how long this will last...probably for the rest of my life. that much time with anyone will change someone, and that much time with someone so completely out of touch with reality, who revels in the filth of 'living on the edge' will most certainly affect you. given that the relationship was active during a particularly developmental stage of my existence just increases the effects it had on me. so he is a part of me forever, in that way. it makes me sick, really to even think like that but its true. the changes i've gone through have not been all bad, but while i feel i've gained confidence and perspective, i feel i've lost innocence and, in some respect, intelligence. i have a hard time being with caleb because i don't feel like i'm 'good enough'. so often i feel more like a wretched piece of meat than a human being. i've done things i can't erase, though i wish to god i could. mostly i wish i could take back the number of worthless people i've spread my legs for. goddammit, thats such a horrible thing for me to even think about, just the reality of it. i feel, for lack of a better word, dirty. i want cleansing, but where the hell dose someone go for something like that? they don't sell it at walmart, can't even find it on the internet. and how can one cleanse themselves? i'm just fucked...i'm gonna go cry in the dark now. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>update on the lifeyness</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 22:01:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ooh...i have to pee...i got another permamnent day at my porn emporium. YAY!!! five more hours a week of putting my well being at risk. marras mom gave me a can of pepper spray for xmas though, so i feel a *little* better about the whole thing. christmas was...interesting...it was me and caleb, along with my mom, brothersm roommates and chuck, my moms friend from denver. caleb woke me up at nine...wouldn't let me get back to sleep cause he wanted to open his damned presents, even though no one would be at my house till noon anyway...boys...and he is deathly allergic to walnuts. my mom made chocolate chip cookies with walnuts in them, and i ate one, and then kissed him, and his throat started closing up! a couple benadryls and an hour of sleep later he was fine but still! bad girlfriend, bad bad girlfriend! i got a new car stereo for christmas from my mom. i hope to get it installed tomorrow after work if i don't chill with mali and antony, if i do then hopefully on thurs. ah, for want of music in my stupid little car. (just kidding, i love you automachineything!) and i've just had someone very important from my past brought back into my line of vision...weird... ]]></description>
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                <title>merry merry xmas</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 17:56:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ oi vey...christmas is coming and with each passing day i getting a little more bleh. what is it about this season that seems to make people either mind blowingly annoying and giddy or ultimately depressed and anxious? more suicides right now, folks, than at any other time of the year. hooray for pills and presents! so, way to be morbid, i know, but at leats i'm not ribboning my wrists at the moment. things have never seemed THAT bad, and are actually going well for me at the moment. great boyfriend, jobs i can enjoy at least 60% of the time, new apartment, tolerable, if not downright enjoyable roommates, etc...i've got the red and green blues. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>sniffly ickiness</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2005 18:36:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ugh...being sick sucks. i've been totally unmotivated to do anything. i spent all weekend with caleb taking care of me and thusly missed kamis graduation and a trip to ft collins to meet calebs friends. dammit. i;m feeling a bit better now, thankfully. caleb is so awesome though. bought me cough drops and coddled me and aww...and he told me that he loved me. omg...he is so amazing. i feel really good with him. ]]></description>
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                <title>Holy couture batman!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2005 01:23:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG!!! i went to my work xmas party tonight, for the clothing store, with caleb, of course. i thought it was going to be pretty bad, you know, a work party? yeah right...and it was kinda awkward to begin with. it was the three stores coming together for this thing, and a lot of the girls were your typical ultra polished fashionistas, and rather uppity as well. not only that, but we got there pretty late so the girls from the other stores were already sufficiently intoxicated. (theresa splurged and got an open bar, no carding) so caleb and i snuck away pretty early to play skee ball away from the bowling portion of the complex. it was a place like mr biggs only HELLA cooler. as we started a game of air hockey, theresa runs up and says we have to hurry because they have a surprise. we get back and she makes all the boyfriends go huddle off by themselves, and we sit around this table covered in gifts, all wrapped. so we proceed to playing chinese present exchange. the first person chooses a gift and unwraps it. then the next person can either choose another, or steal the last persons, and so on. i was second in line. so the chick i was sitting next to grabs a box...inside lays a white leather armani clutch with a throng of dangles at the end. holy crap...so she's sitting there with about 150 dollars in her lap. thats when everbody really started getting excited. i unwrap mine:a bronze leather juicy couture wristlet. not my style, but goregeous. this goes on, no one is stealing anyones presents because they all want to see whats in the next bag. highlights:dolce and gabanna sunglasses with *real* jewels encrusted on the sides; a juicy handbag, laether accents; an O necklace, ringed with *real* diamonds; a silver fossil watch; several coach handbags. it goes on. my god, the amount of money put into the white elephant gifts alone was astounding! at the end of it all, renee comes over and says she has a bunch of the leather juicy handbags just *laying around* if we want to trade. and that is what i wanted SO bad, its beautiful. so, in short ladies and gentleman, i now own a purse worth FAR more than anything else i own...or have ever owned for that matter. 200 dollars of beauty to carry my wallet in. FUCK YEAH!!! not only that but we went and played skee ball with allie and her bf, then got a hackey sack with our tickets and hacked in the middle of jillians, then drove hannah and susan home, and basically it turned out to be a really bitchin night...for me at least...caleb didn't enjoy himself quite as much. then again, caleb didn't have a juicy couture bag handed to him without warning either! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2005 13:00:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Edit Entry  Edit Tags  Next Entry<br />
so i moved out of my parents house!!! yay!!! i got a really nice three bedroom apartment in a swank complex with corin and his girl tamara. its pretty cool. yesterday was my first night here, and caleb spent the night. no, not what you're thinking gutterheads. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />- he's really sweet. things are going really well with him. last night we went out on a real live date. got all dressed up and everything. he showed up at my door in a suit with a single blush rose in his hand. omg *swoon* i'll post a picture of us all dolled up as soon as i can get to a scanner. he cleans up real good. and we even matched, totally unintentional but we look *hot*. as for my new place, check this out:bay window, huge walk in closet, breakfast bar, microwave, dishwasher, washer/dryer, year round heated pool and hot tub, 24 hour gym, tanning bed (not that i'll use it, just cool), real stone tile in the kitchen, balcony, and a storage room on said balcony. damn! yeah i'm pretty happy. on a slight down note i *might* have lost my job at the movie store last night. i didn't think i was scheduled, then got a phone call to the contrary...but i was in the middle of my fabulous date so i told them i wasn't coming in. *shrug* its only like ten hours a week anyway, easy enough to make up one way or another. and i've been getting to see mali on a regular basis these last couple of weeks, which is great. hope that keeps up. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> i think its important, for both of us. ]]></description>
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                <title>when will this be over????</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2005 11:20:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ caleb and i broke up last night...we agreed that it was the 'smart' thing to do. i went to his apartment before we went to dinner and nick was there. he kept spouting off hate and how he was going to ruin my life. he swore to caleb he would move out on friday and instead he called the cops and got them convinced that he was in the right so now caleb has to go through an eviction process. and me being around is just making it worse. nick is talking about filing a civil suit against me for that goddamned ring he threw in my steering column even. he just wants to make both of us miserable, and we gave him exactly what he wanted. i'm so much more upset than i thought i would be...its only been a week! so why can't i stop these little bouts of tears? i want nick out of my life so bad, he's like this nasty fungus that just keeps coming back. and i know that its partly my fault as well...but that doesn't make me hate him any less. now that caleb is gone...i don't know. i guess i didn't realize how i really felt for him...FEEL for him. what is going to happen now?<br />
skin away my friends, skin away! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 15:46:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ACK!!! nick is getting crazier every damned day! check my lj if you want the dish...too lazy to write it here ]]></description>
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                <title>oi vey</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2005 20:47:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ you know how when you're not in love it feels like you'll never be in love again? especially after going through a really fucked up relationship, and you're not sure you even WANT to be in love again...then suddenly, you're minding your own business getting on with your life, feeling bitter for a while, then just feeling numb, and some goddamn cupid decides it would be a good idea to step in and screw with your life again. i'm gettin' screwed...and loving (hating) every minute of it. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Men are irrelevant</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 18:11:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ to all you boys: why the fuck are you so freaking stupid? honestly guys, get a goddamn clue! its like every guy i'm with, i will tell them exactly what i want out of the relationship, or that (more often) i DON'T want a relationship, and at the time they act like it actually makes an impression. then, a day, a week later they get all butthurt when i act like i TOLD them i was going to. its official, you are all brainless apes. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 20:31:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so i drove nick home from jays the other night, about a week ago, cause he showed up while we were chilling, i was being nice. when we got to his house his stepdad started screaming at him ( i was outside, didn't actually SEE what happened) and nick comes running out of the house yelling at his mom about how he's going to get greg arrested for assault, because he either hit him or grabbed his shirt. (couldn't get a straight answer on that one) so nick grabs my phone and calls the police, saying how he's going to get greg thrown in jail and they couldn't kick him out because he'd established residency and all this bullshit arrogance, none of which he actually followed through on of course. so i tell him to fuck off and never call me again, then go into town to chill with some friends. so, apparently, nick walks the TWELVE miles to my house, to discover no one home, and crawls into my hatchback (i never bother locking my doors out in bfe) and SLEEPS there. the next morning he crawls onto the roof of my house and drops onto the balcony outside my window while i'm getting ready. how creepy is that!? seriously...and he though i'd find it funny! no...just scary stalker actually. ugh...thats my excitement this week. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 19:18:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i got some new body jewelry today...was hoping the cute guy would be working at freakys but no such luck. i'm so bored with my life right now. blah...i want to be back in school so bad. *sigh* four more months...i don't think i'll be able to deal with this ennui unless i start getting out more. went on a hike with eddie on sunday...sweet guy but we just don't mesh the way either of us was hoping so...just friends. he sent me a voicemail from the jimmy eat world concert last night. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> and my new favorite band is playing late next month, can't fucking wait! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>updating life</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 15:50:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ jesus fucking christ, i just can't escape. nick followed me back to colorado and is pulling his guilt trips and his freak outs and all that nonsense on me again. i am doing my best to just not answer the phone, but it won't let me erase vm without listening to the damned things. oi...on another note, i now have two jobs, one at this corporate used clothing store and the other at the rockinest video shop in town. swift. so at least i'll be keeping myself distracted. been doing a hell of a lot of journaling, about random shit from way back when i thought i'd never think about again. and i chronicled my entire sordid relationship with nick. gods that was rough. but good for me. except for this recent rash of assholeness, i'm starting to let go of all that useless excess baggage thats just been pissing me off. super duper... ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 16:37:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ what up y'all. not much meself. trying to save myself from working at target by finding another job before the eighth. we'll see. trying to battle off stupid boy who is going fucking crazy and kinda stalking me, as well. no fun. i loaded a buncha pics from SC, go take a look if you've got a minute. i figured out how to do borders! YAY! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2005 09:42:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ happy birthday to me... ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>back...again</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2005 17:57:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The rewards of the journey far outweigh the risk of leaving the harbor. <br />
- Unknown <br />
<br />
what a long and weary road it has been. these past three months seem to stretch behind me longer than i would think possible. my soul is restless with being restless and i am eager to reconnect with something less tenuous than the asphalt of a distant city. the reality of the way my life was heading was finally imparted to me...about a week ago. i was laying on the floor of a hotel room shrunken into myself, crying, trying to disappear while the storm of alchohol raged above me, resplendent with the screams of a man half crazy before the bottle touched his lips. i was praying that i would be able to walk out, instead of being dragged out the next morning beaten and blue. it took all the courage i had to stand up and grab my bag but i am certain that if i had not...well... so i end this adventure where i started it, in the bosom of my parents hospitality. i don't regret a moment, but i wouldn't do it again, not if i have a choice. i left my travelling partner in california...who knows if he will follow me home. nothing in life is certain, that is the only certainty.<br />
so hello again, and this time i should be sticking around for a while. ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 11:04:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'M NAKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>i was almost there...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2005 20:27:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ god i hate this town! i'm feeling  anxious to leave. danielle offered me a  place to stay, at the end of may. i'm  waiting to talk to her a bit more  before i accept. before i fully make up  my mind. but i'd rather be almost  anywhere but here. man, this is going  to be almost a year exactly since i  left for california. maybe its just the  time of year. maybe its that i really  needed to be in another state, i just  wasn't prepared or disciplined enough  to be able to do what i need to do.  well, that and cali is ungodly  expensive. jesus...but i had to stay  home from work today because i couldn't  get my car out of the driveway. there  was a drift about waist high. by late  afternoon it was almost all gone.  WTF!!! its driving me crazy, and i need  to be more independent i feel like i'm  smothering under mommy and daddys love  and 'guidance'. is there something  wrong with me here? am i crazy to pass  up this opportunity of rent paid while  i go to school for the next two years?  or would i be crazy to pass up the  chance the strike out, really on my own? ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 13:20:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Went up to denver tuesday night after i  got off work, with mali. Met up with  Havne and we all went out to dinner at  petes. i think they may have been less  impressed with the place than i had  hoped. oh well, i still drool over even  the thought of their souvlaki (which i  left all my leftovers at  havens,*kicking self*). Then went back  to her place and stayed up horrendously  late watching movies and dealing with  abrief moment of boi drama...speaking  of, i finally met oz/rubrick (?). he  seems nice enough, a bit quiet but i  can understand. i'd be quiet too in  that sitch. didn't spend enough time  with him to really get an accurate  analysis at all. the next morning we  got up and drove up to boulder to go  get MY LIP PIERCED!!!! omg, its so  swollen right now...and it hurt pretty  bad but its adorable. i love getting  pierced its such a rush. and so happy i  had my gals right there with me. i got  some pics but it'll be a while before i  can even consider posting them, what  with having no fucking scanner right  now. it started snowing, but we decided  to go to raves before we went home  anyway, which, in hindsight, was a  really bad idea. it didn't look like it  was going to stick, but, how  predictable, it did. drove about thirty  the entire way home, on ice roads and  blizzardy conditions whiting us out and  reducing visibility to maybe ten feet  most of the way. finally got mali back  home, but when i was about ten miles  from my house, my windshield wipers  just stopped working, and it was dark  and total whiteout. the only way i got  home was by following someone who just  happened to live on my street, the  faint red glow of their blessed  taillights. i am SO over colorado.<br />
but it was a fun time nonetheless. its  hard to eat...and impossible to smoke  from my pipe...but totally worth it ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2005 19:42:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ was supposed to go to denver last week  to visit haven with jess. didn't make  it obviously...thats allright, should  be going this week, unless my car  screws up again. yeah, knock on wood  folks. <br />
dominique's back from california. i  haven't seen her in almost a month...we  do that to each other constantly, just  totally drop off the earth, and neither  one notices. i've thought about her  lately, but never did the thought that  she was in cali cross my mind. i don't  think we're right for each other...even  for a fling. fuck, i don't even think i  could sleep with her again, after all  thats happened.it would be  weird...maybe...i don't know, so i'm  not going to trip. my tarot and my  horoscope are both telling me to let go  of old things that i've been struggling  with and move on to new things to bitch  and moan over. damn good advice, its  what i've been feeling myself. so i  raise my cup to a new dawn, and fuck  all the rest of it! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Feb 2005 10:55:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ everyone goes away..... ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>new piercing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 09:11:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my nostril has been violated by an  adorable little blonde boy. i broke up  with justin last night because hes too  goddamned attached! ugh! stupid boys.  got the new le tigre album in the mail,  and jimmy eat world's futures.<br />
dedicated to nickolas:<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
Cuz I don't think you know<br />
The things you tried to kill<br />
I found a way to grow<br />
<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
You may have made your mark<br />
But I'm still here today<br />
Knowing who you are<br />
<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
(Don't want to disappoint you)<br />
You're not the City of God<br />
(Or be one to annoy)<br />
You can't strike me down<br />
(But it won't go away now)<br />
From your mountain top<br />
(And here's the reasons why)<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
(You took my intuition)<br />
You're not the City of God<br />
(My knowledge of the truth)<br />
You can't shoot me down<br />
(The love I had in this world)<br />
From your mountain top<br />
(I gave it all to you)<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
I wanna tell you now...<br />
<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
Cuz I don't think you know<br />
The things you tried to kill<br />
I found a way to grow<br />
<br />
I'll just tell you now<br />
(You took my intuition)<br />
You're not the City of God<br />
(My knowledge of the truth)<br />
You can't shoot me down<br />
(The love I had in this world)<br />
From your mountain top<br />
(I gave it all to you)<br />
<br />
I wanna tell you now...<br />
<br />
Say this one packs a fight<br />
Just crazy, out of my mind<br />
Say sorry, yeah it's all right<br />
Just give me back what you took that  night<br />
I wanna tell you now<br />
I say it full out<br />
I wanna get up in your face<br />
And tear your thoughts right out<br />
I wanna tell you, tell you now<br />
I'm gunna tell you, tell you how<br />
You didn't change my mind<br />
You didn't do a thing<br />
'Cept made me hate myself<br />
And made me fear everything<br />
You thought I'd run and hide<br />
And keep it all inside<br />
How can you see me<br />
And think it's all right?<br />
<br />
I wanna tell you now...<br />
<br />
<br />
'tell you now' le tigre ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jan 2005 22:00:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i am so happy! back home with  friends...family...and finally being  treated RIGHT by a male. thats amazing  and wierd and wondeful. even though we  aren't exclusive, i adore spending time  with justin and hes so GOOD. just a  generally all around good person. he  treats me like a queen, but doesn't  crowd me or pressure me. *grin* and my  pilot is great...i hardly ever get to  see him, which i actually kind of like.  <br />
my job is going wonderfully. i actually  kinda like going to work. maybe its the  job, but maybe its me. i loved working  at wolf in california, maybe its just  changed my perspective. i am so  different than i was and i like it so  much better. i'm stronger, happier and  more responsible. I LOVE MY LIFE!!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~zandila</author>
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                <title>back in the frigid wasteland</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2004 17:48:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ eehee, snow again....<br />
well, i'm back, being warmed by a very  fat and aging orange cat in my lap. i  have been trying to get ahold of people  but alas, connection slips through my  fingers. call me goddammit! mali, did  you know your ph number in the book  sends me to somebodies office? i had my  hopes all up and got this annoying  answering machine instead. oh well,  cest la vie. california was intense,  and things got rather weird there at  the end. i'm very antirelationship  right now. i'm very ant romantic  involvement at all. trying to figure  out just who the hell i am and what i  want after years of drowning in other  peoples needs and desires. i need my  family!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have many  pictures to show you all. ooh, i think  i'll go scan some right now.<br />
hugs and kisses! ]]></description>
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