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  <title>Shot of Gin</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 03:53:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ultra</title>
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  <description>For all you Jacksonville kids who live in an electronic cave...you should seriously consider checking this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ultramusicfestival.us/&quot;&gt;http://www.ultramusicfestival.us/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will most definitely be there this weekend~~</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2005 10:24:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oh yeah... &lt;br /&gt;This is still here...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2004 15:35:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Time for a 10 minute update--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents weekend was this weekend. I had a lot of fun at Halloween Horror Nights with my mom, dad, and aunt. My mom and aunt going through those houses was hilarious lol... Saturday we celebrated her birthday and went to the football game then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this is boring to read. Most of my mid terms and a big project were all due last week. I got/have gotten verrrrry little sleep and have been exhausted. Normally when i study so much and get so little sleep I get really depressed, but I think i&apos;ve been so busy I haven&apos;t really had time to think &quot;too much&quot;...yay for that. Hopefully I can get more sleep this week... &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not typing very much in this ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I had stuff to say last night, but I guess it all &quot;went away&quot; while i slept.&lt;br /&gt;This is such a confusing time...&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you start to wonder if you really are the person you&apos;ve believed yourself to be for the past 3979857 years?&lt;br /&gt;I guess you just...change.  ?  Whatever...i need to just take my own advice and &quot;just be.&quot; I&apos;m 19...this is a &quot;growth period.&quot; right?&lt;br /&gt;The end of lame entry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2004 07:41:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today sucked....&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I had a crappy day. I didn&apos;t get any more studying done either...I will though, I still have time. I&apos;ll just be insanely tired tomorrow. &lt;i&gt;That&apos;s all.&lt;/i&gt; I have so much crap to do for this week/before this weekend. Oi! I hope I can get it all done.&lt;br /&gt;I watched the new Gwen Stefani solo album today...it&apos;s HOT. She has an &quot;extended version&quot; video and I love those heh. I love her new song too...it&apos;s got a little bit of an 80&apos;s flare...plus her voice makes me hot MMhmm... I can&apos;t really relate, but I don&apos;t really care cuz she&apos;s one of those people who could sing about a fan with too much dust on it and I would listen intently. People are going to bitch about her selling out to pop or whatever...mmm but she&apos;s &quot;different&quot;...she&apos;s Gwen...she&apos;s done the rock thing...and she&apos;s still got her special voice hehe. *ahem* anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go study some then try to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Post here or email me with your snail mail addy and you might get a little surprise in your mailbox this month...I&apos;ll screen the posts on this entry so you don&apos;t have to worry about everyone seeing your home address. Dooo it--even if you think I already have it...post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form name=&quot;quizform&quot; target=&quot;_new&quot; action=&quot;http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=10411&quot; method=&quot;post&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;#000000&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#90D599&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;
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  <lj:music>Gwen Stefani--What you waiting for</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2004 09:20:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy October!</title>
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  <description>We should start keeping track...&lt;br /&gt;&quot;yup...still awake&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get up for class in like two hours. That sucks... even more so that I have to actually think after I wake up. We haven&apos;t had french class in a week and we have to like...do an interview thing in it. I&apos;m not going to remember anything! ...Dang! --and it&apos;s going to be hot tomorrow. It was cooling down...but today was crazy hot--enough for me to feel like I was melting...and tomorrow is going to be even hotter! &lt;br /&gt;I would just stay up and not go to sleep before class...but I won&apos;t be able to sleep the day away. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s October now. Coool. &lt;br /&gt;I have to get my mom a Birthday present...soon. &lt;i&gt;Very&lt;/i&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I&apos;m going to roll around in bed now.&lt;br /&gt;The end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 11:00:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>kids who love kids</title>
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  <description>Late nights late nights...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my project...with many other activities included in between. I find it amusing how I never update, then randomly I update like 3 times in one day or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying to go back to my &quot;write w/out interruption for 10 minutes&quot; thing. It ends up becoming just a bunch of rambling. &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know where I&apos;m going right now...I feel like I&apos;m on a treadmill...running really fast...wasting lots of energy...but not going anywhere. Maybe that&apos;s a good thing though...since...I don&apos;t know where I want to go...Rather...what I want to do. &quot;Where do I fit in...?&quot; My trusty little mp3 player helps me dream of where I want to go...or rather...the pathetic girly electronic songs I have in it. I don&apos;t understand...I had everything figured out when I was 4! I knew exactly what I wanted to be...&quot;I wanna be a ROCKSTAR Dad! Rockstarrockstarrockstarrockstarrrr....&quot;  It&apos;s alllll on tape. &lt;br /&gt;I need to write out an actual schedule for tomorrow so I don&apos;t do as horrible of a job as I did today on getting things done in a timely matter. I got more than what was on my list done, but I didn&apos;t finish the list. That makes sense...I did other productive things I just &quot;forgot&quot; to put on my list. Whatever...Tomorrow I&apos;ll set times... *decided*&lt;br /&gt;I told Xander I had to study tonight like all night--and also work on a project...he still called back 2 hours later...&quot;Do you wanna take a break and go grab a few free drinks at blah blah? Come on...nothing helps studying like a few drinks!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;no...I&apos;m terrified of &quot;taking a break&quot; and drinking--I&apos;ll feel like my dad or something--I try to avoid drinking on weekdays all around I guess--Unless it&apos;s like..the summer or a vacation day or something. Hah--or a hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;October starts this week!! = I get to go get pumpkins and HALLOWEEEEEEN things. I&apos;ve been seeing all the pumpkins in the stores and have been forcing myself to just look away...otherwise I&apos;d have had pumpkins like 2 months before halloween...and thats...not allowed? My MOM wants to go to halloween horror nights this year. So I&apos;m going to go again with her, my dad and my aunt...haha...this should be a trip. My dad&apos;s going to laugh at us screaming...my mom startles sooo easily...hah...I can hear my dad now &quot;huyuh huyuh huyuh..&quot; cuz that&apos;s my dad&apos;s version of ha ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m totally rambling--and it&apos;s been ten minutes so I&apos;m shutting up. My mood has definitely changed since earlier *hurray* &lt;br /&gt;Buuut tomorrow I will wake up...tired...and think too much probably.&lt;br /&gt;Bah humbug. I&apos;ll hope for a better day than today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 03:16:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>On a side note that I&apos;m sure everyone cares about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE SOMETHING IN MY RIGHT FRIGGIN EYE AND IT WON&apos;T GO AWAY!! IT&apos;S BEEN THERE SINCE THE WEEKEND AND I&apos;M GOING CRAZY!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 03:10:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Stupid things stupid things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to go to sleep for like an hour 5 different times tonight/today but people kept waking me up. I got my keys back from Barn at least...&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish this stupid comic thing...rough draft...damn...&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh...NOT so stupid thing: tomorrow is a &quot;library day&quot; in French = we don&apos;t have to go...sooo I should force myself to stay up late finishing my stuff. &lt;br /&gt;I need something to motivate me. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I miss my mom rewarding me for good progress in studying. &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t feel well today...or tonight rather. Bleeeh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright all I&apos;m doing is bitching so I&apos;m shutting up.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 15:00:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Madame Burda est no Thingvold</title>
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  <description>Roomie pointed out that it&apos;s getting cooler finally... I hope it&apos;s not just today! She was bummed about it, but it put me in a good mood after my test. It&apos;s 76F right now with a slight breeze...it feels sooo good to me!&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been noticing a lot of people are horny lately. I wonder why--is it a post-80 hurricanes thing? -or maybe from the changing weather and/or seasons? The first day of fall is Wednesday-the 22nd. I want to do something cool for it... hmm...but I&apos;m sure it will be hot and sticky or something that day.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the afternoon rains stop. I&apos;m definitely sick of that. I don&apos;t want it to be freezing winter...but I&apos;m sick of sticky hot summer also. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm... &lt;br /&gt;You know how when you get reaaaally hot outside...or anywhere--how good it feels to walk inside somewhere cool and air conditioned? That&apos;s how I think the fall feels to me. It&apos;s been sooo hot--the cool breeze and change feels good to me. It&apos;s like...&quot;ahhh&quot;...&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway...enough cheeZe...goin to sleep for a bit before my next class.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Sep 2004 04:48:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ganked</title>
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  <description>YOUR PORN STAR NAME (NAME OF FIRST PET PLUS STREET YOU LIVE/LIVED ON): &lt;br /&gt;Cristi Kalmar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME (NAME OF YOUR FAVORITE SNACK FOOD PLUS GRANDFATHER&apos;S FIRST NAME): &lt;br /&gt;Beef Jerky Aubie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME (FIRST WORD YOU SEE ON YOUR LEFT PLUS FAVE RESTRAUNT): &lt;br /&gt;Relative Nakato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FORIEGN ALIAS (FAV SPICE GIRL PLUS LAST FORIEGN VACATION SPOT): &lt;br /&gt;Sporty Tijuana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;FLY GIRL&quot; ALIAS ( FIRST INITIAL PLUS LAST TWO OR THREE LETTERS OF YOUR LAST NAME): &lt;br /&gt;J. Bru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DETECTIVE ALIAS (FAVORITE BABY ANIMAL PLUS WHERE YOU WENT TO HIGH SCHOOL): &lt;br /&gt;Pup OP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARFLY ALIAS (LAST SNACK FOOD YOU ATE PLUS YOUR FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK): &lt;br /&gt;Toasty Peach Schnapps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOAP OPERA ALIAS (MIDDLE NAME PLUS STREET WHERE YOU FIRST LIVED): &lt;br /&gt;Leslie Fallen Oak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCK STAR ALIAS (FAVORITE CANDY PLUS LAST NAME OF FAVORITE MUSICIAN): &lt;br /&gt;Score Gallagher</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2004 08:40:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ho ho...hum</title>
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  <description>Haven&apos;t been feeling much like myself lately...whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;Ho hum... that is my comment on life at this very instant. Ho hum... ho hum...&lt;br /&gt;Things are fine though, right? &lt;br /&gt;I think all the hurricanes are stirring up the ions in the air and messing with my head...making me rather complacent...but I don&apos;t know if I should be. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be a druggy and still be able to think clearly...but I think the point of me taking some sort of drug would be so I wouldn&apos;t have to think or something.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I need to talk to somebody, but on the other hand I don&apos;t know what I would say...or if I want to say things.&lt;br /&gt;There are places I wish to go and things I wish to do which are actually feasible...but not a good idea?&lt;br /&gt;What is a good idea for me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;I like to drive...I&apos;ve been driving randomly and just thinking a lot lately. Often I&apos;ll purposely miss my turn and go down some neighborhood just to prolong the ride and keep listening to my music. It&apos;s a lot easier to deal with whatever I&apos;m thinking about when I&apos;m surrounded by production-like music in my car...I always imagine performers dancing and singing away my emotions... acting out my emotions... making them come to life in a huge production... moving people. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...that feeling...&lt;br /&gt;that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;This feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could scream it out through an entire company of performers...all expressing my emotions in one elaborate movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, can I please be an exception?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo hoo life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yes-because it&apos;s difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a class in the building where all the music majors rehearse and the prof is never there on time so I always end up sitting outside the door for about 15 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;Sometime someone or a few someones will be rehearsing on the piano...and some of it sounds sooo nice...I always wish we could keep the door open during class so I could listen to it. Today there was some sort of string ensemble and it was amazingly relaxing just sitting on the floor of the hallway listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;I missed the piano though. &lt;br /&gt;I know I&apos;m going to end up going back there when I need a random place to just relax or study/write between classes...or after...just to think. I&apos;ll stalk the pianists.&lt;br /&gt;I have a quiz in just a few hours. I&apos;m going to try sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I love the word technicolor.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Sep 2004 07:48:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>explaining the back dating</title>
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  <description>I wrote this the night before....(thursday night/friday early morning)...but I just typed it in bed w/out being connected to the internet...wasn&apos;t even that great of a post...but eh...it&apos;s a post...a day behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s 4 am…I’m actually planning to wake up in the morning hours tomorrow so I should go to bed sometime soon… My mind is halfway stimulated though so I don’t want to waste it. I think I’m going to read part of my digital rhetoric textbook just so I won’t feel too…I don’t know what I would feel like…out of the “learning groove”? I don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in Ponte Vedra now at my moms. I forgot about the hurricane for a few hours tonight when I was just hanging out on the couch watching tv with my mom. We didn’t see anything about the hurricane for a while and it was just a normal night, so I wasn’t thinking or worrying about it at all. I didn’t really remember until I got up off the couch to go to bed. I just kinda…thought about it. It’s raining right now though-it kinda makes me a little nervous to think about it when it’s raining outside. It’s not supposed to hit Jacksonville until Sunday. It’s so nerve-wracking in the few hours before a hurricane is supposed to hit…it rains a little bit…then stops…rains again…then stops…and each time I’m wondering if it’s “THE” beginning of the main storm. &lt;br /&gt;Uhg…I have to go through this one without my girlfriend with me. That makes me so much more nervous. The first hurricane that I am able to remember…is one that kinda chased my family heh. We were visiting colleges for my brother in Florida. We left Florida a day before it hit then it followed us into like Alabama or Louisiana—I don’t know…something west of Florida. It came over us in the morning while we were sleeping in this random hotel…a hotel that had an aluminum roof=every rain drop sounded like something horrible. It woke me up and I was a scared little me so I ran over to my dad and he moved over in his bed and wrapped his arms around me so I could go back to sleep. He kind of laughed and told me I had nothing to worry about. I remember covering my eyes with his big hand. That’s like…one of the only memories I have of my parents holding me… Heh…looking back I think it was kind of mean that my parents didn’t tell me a hurricane was going to be “just passing over.” Anyway…the point of all that is…last hurricane I was with Chelsey and she held me so this hurricane I’m going to be terrified again and have no one comforting to hold me. *pathetic sad face* I will just stay up the entire night before…then make myself a little bed in the hallway and sleep through it. I have decided…or I will cuddle up with Bear.&lt;br /&gt;Bear looks really big to me now because I’ve been around tiny rat and coyote dogs the past month. He’s so much more gentle and loving than those dogs though. I missed him! I missed hanging out with my mom too… She came into my room today on her lunch break while I was sleeping—she had a horrible headache and she was lying in my bed cuz my room was the coolest room in the house at the time, and I actually didn’t mind at all. &lt;br /&gt;Uh it totally just sounded like something big popped or…fell and…popped or something…wth.&lt;br /&gt;Okay well…I’m going to go read then sleep now. I’m thinking I’m going to try to forget the hurricane is coming to eat Florida until it actually hits so I don’t get anxious or something.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding…I bet I’m glued to the tv screen at every news hour……errr…just to see where it’s going to hit…</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2004 06:10:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been so tired.... I have early classes.... yet still I stay awake. *makes no sense*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thoughts to put down... but I&apos;ll save them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2004 08:59:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wire</title>
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  <description>Hmmm....lets see if I can sum a whole bunch of crap up in not too many lines. &lt;br /&gt;I went to California for 9 days and had an AWESOME time. Can&apos;t wait to go back-seriously looooved it! AHH! I know I want to move there now. Anyway want to join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thennnn came home and went to pride etc...pride wasn&apos;t that great, but I wasn&apos;t expecting much nor am I all *prided out* anymore so I had a good time just chillin and whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw some people before heading down here to Orlando...was here long enough to &quot;gather supplies&quot; in preparation for the big bad hurricane that was going to hit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t expect it to be...but daaamn! It really WAS a big bad hurricane!  Orange county (our county) got effffed up hardcore! No power or anything...trees everywhere...powerlines tangled and dangling...signs...random roofs...carports....thrown everywhere...cars crushed...etc...etc....and everything is plastered with leaves heh. It looks like a bomb went off or something crazy--it&apos;s very...weird.&lt;br /&gt;My apartment is fine, but my apartment complex is messed up hardcore. &lt;br /&gt;Chelsey&apos;s apartment  complex is fine and has power = I have been here since the storm because I can cook food and AIR CONDITIONING!! ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;Everything in my freezer/fridge is GONE. Ack...&lt;br /&gt;...but yeah...so it&apos;s kinda like I&apos;m living with Chelsey...I&apos;ve been with her since she picked me up from the airport on the 7th.  ::looks at watch:: that&apos;s over a week now. Hmm. I don&apos;t know what to say about that. No thoughts on it right now really. Everything is okay when I have communications to the outside world again heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::looks over:: awe she just rolled over and got comfy grabbing her crotch. So cute to watch sleep hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH!! So speaking of communications...the towers are either down or PACKED with people trying to use cell phones because there is nooo service anywhere. It sucks balls!  I keep getting really bored...but then I get really irritated and don&apos;t remember what I used to do on normal days when I was bored....oh yeah...glue myself to the computer...which I can only use on dial up here = cannot use it when people will be calling. &lt;br /&gt;Now she&apos;s snoring haha&lt;br /&gt;But yes...anyway...I have stuff to do this week...I need to get my sleep schedule back on track for school, but there&apos;s not enough to entertain me during the day to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;She just moaned...I wonder what she&apos;s dreaming about.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I&apos;m going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Ahg...I keep getting this shooting pain in the top right part of my head and it makes part of my ear kind of go numb....wut-thu-hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...if you want to get in touch with me...text message or call chelsey--her phone works better than mine...oh yeah...or email me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love doggies.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2004 08:40:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bad ballet</title>
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  <description>Fucking hell...&lt;br /&gt;I just typed up an entry i was very satisfied with and then lost it. I HAAAAAAAAAAAATE that... mrr *brews for a moment*....so speed typing a summary of everything I said in the other entry....&lt;br /&gt;I was a dancing ostrich ballerina tonight in the Spectromagic parade. It was quite cool...stressful...but cool. I got home at like two and wished for a better dinner...but that is okay--at least I had food right?&lt;br /&gt;I had a very drunken weekend--but had a lot of fun...  I went to the beach the other night while I was still in my bothered mood...I say bothered a lot now--for many different things...I guess lately i&apos;ve been disturbed...not so much bothered...just-crap on my mind...so I wanted something to do so I randomly went to Jax beach at night...and walked under the new pier...and watched people go into lynch&apos;s pub....then sat on the little ledge made in the sand from erosion...and watched couples on the beach--it was amazingly nice...a lot different it seemed to me than 4 years ago... I&apos;m not quite sure why though. I guess a lot around jax beach has changed...it&apos;s really nice though...and while I was sitting there I saw a massive shooting star that seemed to move in slow motion...&lt;br /&gt;Thinking time is always a good thing... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i enjoy doing something that I feel very &quot;free&quot; in doing it makes me wish I had more freedom...but I&apos;m always reminded of that little &quot;freedom from, freedom for&quot; thing from one of my psychology classes... What the hell do I want freedom from?--and once i get it--what the hell do I want to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;I think I just have major issues doing the same things over and over again... I actually felt better when I got to work tonight and had no idea what I was going to be doing... I will be going to california this friday for 9 days...maybe I&apos;ll feel better when I come back...not so...annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway--cutting this summary short... I actually had a good past 2 nights...but if you haven&apos;t already bothered to ask me about my night(s) or day(s)...then don&apos;t fcuking bother. *enter bitterness* I could have slept with 12 hotties the past 2 days but no one would have any idea because I haven&apos;t been asked about my day. It&apos;s too late now though...I&apos;ll just keep my moments to myself...&lt;br /&gt;You will never know now if I had hot sex with a dozen sexy females or not... dun dun dunnn....&lt;br /&gt;okay I&apos;m done...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2004 19:49:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dream text</title>
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  <description>Mmm I just woke up-I love it. I woke up to phone noises though, I don&apos;t love that. I guess I was kind of relieved that I woke, though. I was having another very interesting dream. 2 nights ago I dreamed about terrorist bombings occuring right after the olympic torch is lit at the ceremonies....hmm but last night I had a dream about my dad coming to see me randomly at my (different) apartment while i was walking my dog. --Nevermind--..skipping extreme boring parts--I got away from my dad and I was in my apartment trying to fight all these people to save myself...and I was seriously hitting the crap out of some people--then my brother showed up *out of nothing* as always and started helping protect me by taking out some of the people--he didn&apos;t even have to touch them tho--just like wave his hand over their faces or snap over them and they&apos;d drop... and then my dad came to *get me* and my brother turned and was right in my dad&apos;s face--my dad FREAKED and RAN out. That made my brother leave-so then these two people grabbed my arms/shoulders from behind and shoved me into this truck thing. Gah! The whole dream was people trying to rape me or kidnap me to rape me repeatedly and I had to keep fighting and running and hiding. At the end of the dream I woke up from being drugged--and i was in MARYLAND?? --I found some way out of this truck thing and was running *in my underwear and a shirt* down some fence trying to hide and get money to call people....by the way no one was helping me at home cuz no one believed this was going on (mom etc)...hmm and somehow I got away...then i was in line for something back at home like weeks later and something something and then the phone woke me up. Mrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the point of posting that to remember is because that dream was very...new. I can rarely hit people in my dreams--let alone as hard as I was last night--like I could feel how hard I was hitting them. I&apos;ve had some dreams where I&apos;ve beat people up and such, but I never feel like i&apos;m hitting that hard. Welllll last night I was nailing people and the weirdest thing is--it.felt.good. It was like a serious burst of energy I was letting out on these people...and adrenaline cuz I was trying to protect myself. Normally what happens in my dreams when I&apos;m  trying to protect myself by hitting people is-when I go to hit, I lose allll strength in my arm/arms. It&apos;s like when you wake up in the morning and your arm is asleep-it&apos;s all floppy-if you were to try to hit someone like that. Hmmm...but this time I was stronger than normal and the hits were HARD.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;m too angry. Everything I&apos;ve just smiled at is lashing out in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered there was one girl in the &quot;kidnapping party&quot; that I was going to just give in and have sex with--but then when it came down to it--she only wanted to fight me. That too is weird--I was wondering why I was having &quot;sexy&quot; images in my head just now. THAT confused me. Okay I&apos;m done for now. Long babble.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jul 2004 22:59:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Heeey!! Okay what is everyone doing for 4th of July??&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyone interested in coming to miami w/ me and C to see Paul Van Dyk, ATB, Motorcycle, George Acosta etc...etc... for FREE?!? +fireworks.... in&amp;nbsp;miamiiiii!?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://party931.com/event_guide/blast3point0.html&quot;&gt;HERE are the details....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we&apos;d just stay for one night....so&amp;nbsp;shouldn&apos;t be too $ if we get some people. I REALLY&amp;nbsp;wanna go!! PLEASE! post post....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you don&apos;t have to go to the electronic thing...you can go hit up the beach or a diff miami 4th celebration if you want....just lookin for someone to split costs with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Think...*miami on the 4th of July* oooh.... post post...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jun 2004 07:52:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a short rave without the rant</title>
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  <description>On another note... Muse is a beautiful band. They are not JUST like radiohead... &lt;br /&gt;Muse is more raw.&lt;br /&gt;Muse becomes my wounds before I make them. &lt;br /&gt;Muse cries when I am too stubborn to squeeze out a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Muse helps me lock my jaw an squint my eye instead of taking apart old tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I shall spend MORE money and buy the new CD. *decided*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2004 07:28:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>because everyone cares about this</title>
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  <description>Remembered I haven&apos;t slept in while in MY bed in a little over a week...or more? soooo *decision made* I&apos;m staying here tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t feel like moving too much...already in my bed...I&apos;m tired...prolly a good thing I&apos;m not driving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to take off all my clothes and pass out that way...&lt;br /&gt;mmm sheets...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jun 2004 07:36:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Industrial rock is angry for me</title>
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  <description>Ahhh....it feels good to laugh with friends...&lt;br /&gt;even better when I&apos;m all depressive and not expecting to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bianca and Ryan randomly showed up tonight...it proved to be...theraputic. It helped me a lot surprisingly. I got to actually sit down and talk to someone face to face about what&apos;s been going on...and get advice...to my face. I feel like *i can make it* thru...whatever now...but it&apos;s probably just a &quot;i just laughed a whole lot&quot; high...that will go away...I&apos;ll hope not though. So yes...Bianca and I chatted like old times, it was great! I miss our late night chats and joking...heh and Ryan sat there and played scatagories with...himself hehe...then I actually got to spend time with Sharon (current roomie)--which never seems to happen--and her friend Mike...they went and got dunkin donuts and brought them back-1 for me to half eat while standing up telling character stories of me coughing inside my head hehe... It felt good to laugh w/ people...other than on my computer. &lt;br /&gt;Last night I got to chill w/ someone whom I had not seen in a while...and laughed with him also....&lt;br /&gt;I keep reminding myself of all the crap I&apos;ve been thru already in life and it keeps me from crying. That sounds a little confusing...but looking back on some of what I&apos;ve gone through-I feel like I can suck up a lot and grit my teeth if I decide I want to. &lt;br /&gt;I keep coughing...it&apos;s getting in the way. I don&apos;t like it.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not happy and there&apos;s plenty I want to say...or have said &lt;i&gt;to&lt;/i&gt; me... but it&apos;s late...a lot later than I wanted it to be while my eyes are still open... so I&apos;m going to go to bed now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jun 2004 08:57:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a misplaced u makes it just as bad.</title>
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  <description>Tomorrow (today) is Father&apos;s Day... that just....sucks. I don&apos;t feel like doing anything for it today... He &quot;forgets&quot; mothers day-and other Birthdays....and anniversaries....so...why do I feel obligated to recognize Father&apos;s day?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...I know this answer. Blah to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight sucked.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s all I publicly have to say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;there&apos;s only 40% meaning&quot;&lt;br /&gt;okay...do things often only come out of mouths in only percentages of meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &quot;stopped up&quot; &quot;nowhere to go/nothing to do about it&quot; feeling came over me again. I forced myself to a place of distraction and worked on tiring myself out. Perhaps it was successful...maybe I&apos;ll be able to sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;But gah...maybe not...cuz I&apos;m sure shit WON&apos;T feel okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t WANT to wish it out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;I want to confront it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just..all of you-shut the fuck up.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2004 07:07:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wow...too right! (not stalking but..u kno)</title>
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  <description>I thought this was funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;250&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:white; font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;definingqueer&apos;s LJ stalker is surfmyrainbow!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;surfmyrainbow is stalking you because your LiveJournal is just SO damned interesting. They are also leaving anonymous abuse on your journal!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method=&quot;POST&quot; action=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com/stalker/stalker.php&quot;&gt;LiveJournal Username:&lt;input name=&quot;uname&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Who is your LJ Stalker Friend?&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com/stalker/stalker.php&quot;&gt;LJ Stalker Finder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com&quot;&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2004 07:00:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay... &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m bored.&lt;br /&gt;and now I&apos;m anal because... I shouldn&apos;t be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get some water now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all.</description>
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  <lj:mood>pissy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2004 23:23:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ome sweet ome</title>
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  <description>Mrrr.......I&apos;m not where I was planning to be right now... but since I am..... I am going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m glad it&apos;s stormy....it&apos;s relaxing....otherwise I&apos;d be a lot more pissed than i *kind of* am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good day tho....I liked work today..... I got to dance w/ little kids and make a lot of people laugh...and I got 5 &quot;blow jobs&quot; heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get upset when I wear an outfit I like...and then get stuck at home :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a rainbow today! I was driving in the rainbowz direction and it seemed like it was just chillin on the front o my car. *just an illusion just an illusion*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a front headlight out.&lt;br /&gt;gotta fix that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or get it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking like I had more color....but then I got sick and now I am pale again. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clans of gay people are already at Disney... gayday is this weekend--don&apos;t forget!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K well I have on my &amp;gt;:-\ face so I&apos;m going to go sleep for an hour or so.</description>
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  <lj:music>da rain da rain</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">da rain da rain</media:title>
  <lj:mood>bothered...</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2004 22:16:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>She&apos;s not supposed to train me in THAT</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Wee...now that I&apos;ve wasted most of my day having WEIRD dreams... I believe I will start attempting to be productive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*I have decided* that I am going to get my room cleaned up today... It is SUCH a mess!! If people are comin&amp;nbsp;down next week... I guess it&apos;d be a good idea to have space in my room! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Man....this weekend is going to be so... anti-weekend-esque. I have so much cleaning and homework to do. The two online courses I&apos;m taking have 495795864985 essays to write and it&apos;s history so they all suck!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*no more complaining*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway... I got some pictures back from the island Jimmy, Lou, Erica and I kayaked to. If you would like to check them out, here&apos;s the link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://img54.photobucket.com/albums/v166/beohsoodd/iiisland/&quot;&gt;The island&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pw: guest&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And for my &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/kaosxs/65539.html&quot;&gt;Island Quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Under the Sea in my head</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Under the Sea in my head</media:title>
  <lj:mood>determined</lj:mood>
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