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  <title>a philosophical hour.</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Aug 2007 17:12:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Asat.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Well, after not being scheduled for two weeks at Express, I was forced to look for another job. I am now working at M. Fredric KIDS in Studio City. I clothe little rich kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my algebra final today and ever though I studied for two hours, it was actually somewhat hard. If I don&apos;t get an A in that class I will flip a shit. I need to keep my GPA competative for Berkeley. At least a 3.9. After the final, which took me about an hour, fifteen, I sold back my text book for half of what I bought it for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Maja and I are going to MOCA to spend the day. I&apos;m really excited! I love museums [giftshop!]. I love Maja. Oh! Maja just had one of her photos published in a book called Best Photographers of 2007.:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/winningphoto.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I&apos;ll be babysitting Jacki&apos;s co-worker&apos;s kids. 5 days, $250.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 19:43:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Update.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;1. After &lt;strong&gt;quitting Maria&apos;s&lt;/strong&gt;, which in hind sight is the best thing I could have done &amp;amp; just in time, I actively looked for another job at the Sherman Oaks Fashion Square. I put in applications for Planet Funk, Arden B., Forever 21, Guess, Bath and Body Works, Jacqueline Jarrow, and Express. I had an lenghthy interview with manager Betty at Guess but didn&apos;t get a good feeling for that place at all. But alas, I coudn&apos;t afford to be picky. Beggers can&apos;t be choosers, I was expecting to get the job but they haven&apos;t still called me back...A few days after that, &lt;strong&gt;Express&lt;/strong&gt; called me for an interview. I was over there 20 minutes later and manager Meghan asked me about 3 questions and finally said, &quot;well just come to orientation on Sunday from 10 to 12. I think you&apos;re super cute and you&apos;d fit it really well here.&quot; I &lt;strong&gt;got the job&lt;/strong&gt; and was so excited! Orientation was over three hours of filling out paperwork, watching company videos on P.L.A.C.E. and shrink. I have to go to a denim launch meeting this Sunday for 3 hours and then I&apos;ll get my schedule.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.Valley&apos;s second session &lt;strong&gt;summer school&lt;/strong&gt; starts on Monday. I&apos;ll be taking Intermediate Algebra. Great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. This thursday morning is my first day of volunteering at the &lt;strong&gt;Los Angeles Regional Foodbank&lt;/strong&gt;. I can&apos;t wait to give back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I have a new insurance policy now that I&apos;m not living at my Da&apos;s anymore. Now I&apos;m under my Mum&apos;s &lt;strong&gt;Liberty Mutual&lt;/strong&gt; policy. Paying for my car insurance was the real reason why I so desperately needed that job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I&apos;ve been busy lately. Went to the &lt;strong&gt;Whiskey&lt;/strong&gt; on Monday night and say Medium Rare. Played Monopoly at some friends&apos; house. Gone to the beach a couple times. Seen Ree and Lee and Maja alot thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;Books I&apos;ve finished this summer&lt;/u&gt;: Gathering Blue by Lois Lowry&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; The Brokenheart&apos;s Club by Ethan Black&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Books I&apos;m reading now:&lt;/u&gt; Dadelion Wine by Ray Bradbury &amp;amp; A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bhagavad Gita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 16:49:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Seventeenth of May. New.</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been ages since I&apos;ve finally forced myself to type my thoughts.....It&apos;s hard to articulate the kind of things I&apos;m currently going through and I somehow, intrinsically know, that as soon as I type them--- they will be the God&apos;s truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I quite my job at Maria&apos;s Italian Kitchen. I quite because I just realized that working there is literally killing me inside; it&apos;s beginning to manifest itself in the outside body as well. I gave my two week&apos;s notice last Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I broke up with my boyfriend as well. There were too many arguments, too many bruised egos. Too many.....sigh.....too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m leaving this apartment I live in. This hell hole they refer to as Sunland Tujunga. I&apos;m moving back to my home, my real home at my mommy&apos;s house--- the house with my puppy Jasmine and the good energy in my old room than I created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This changes I&apos;ve set into motion require so much mental and spirtual strength. I pray that I don&apos;t decide to forgive all the people that have been hurting me. I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t have my own computer at my mom&apos;s so I won&apos;t be able to reply to people&apos;s comments or neither LJ, myspace, nor facebook. So I hope my friends realize that instead of assuming I don&apos;t love and appreciate them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 04:01:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Today was my day off. I met Caroline at the Getty Center this afternoon and we went to the &lt;sup&gt;Icons from Sinai&lt;/sup&gt; Exhibit for the History I extra credit assignment. Took&amp;nbsp;notes. Saw the photography exhibit. Bought interesting post cards. I returned a ridiculously over-priced sweater to Costco and bought some things at Target down the street. Shiny Toy Guns CD. Reservoir Dogs. A few picture frames, make-up brush and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most tired than usual. I was supposed to be finishing my Greek Document summaries and writing my extra credit paper for history today. Oh well. Tomorrow is a review day I suppose, the last day before finals. No Poly Sci class, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m reading Love in the Time of Cholera. Never actually read it in AP Lit when I was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;I miss Ree&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday and yesterday I babysat my cousins. 60 for watching movies and ordering pizza.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is in need of a good wash.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am right on the cusp of A&apos;s in all my classes. Those prospective A&apos;s will be solid if I do well on the finals. They shouldn&apos;t be very difficult.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 21:42:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>News!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;The other day I got a call from Todd telling me he might have gotten me a job at Maria&apos;s. He works there as well. I went in on Friday, met with the manager, filled out the application....and I start my training on Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I&apos;m taking self-defense classes with some girlfriends of mine all next week and half of the next. I guess I&apos;ll learn how to channel my rage into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been exruciatingly boring. Except of course for&amp;nbsp;the seldom shopping spree with my grandma that she just took me on. Once school starts and I&apos;m working at the same time, that wil leave no time for boredom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jun 2006 04:44:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>boring post.</title>
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  <description>Last night was Katie&apos;s surprise party in Sylmar. Thanks Alexa, for getting there late and WALKING IN WITH HER. Way to spoil the surprise. Sheesh. Today I went all over looking for a new bathing suit. I found one-- it&apos;s black with white polka-dot trim-- plus two other cheapy back-up ones that were only 10 bucks a piece. Tomorrow will be&amp;nbsp;a fun day at the beach with Noreen and Austin and Todd at Zuma. Yay the beach. I got a new flat iron, yay! My old one broke :(. Wow, this is a boring post and I wonder and anyone reads these silly posts. Well, I just felt like typing just now. I have a head ache and just took a nice shower. I&apos;m breaking out. This sucks. I need Proactiv again. I&apos;m also covered in mosquito bites. Probably a combination of sleeping in the living room every night and being outside for hours in the sweltering heat of Sylmar. I went to CPK today and ordered my favorite thing ever, the Singapore shrimp rolls. They weren&apos;t as good as I remember.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 03:03:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Do I really?</title>
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  <description>Alright you guys, I need to verify this. This guy I met on Mypace says I look like Keira Knightley (specifically, the below image). What do you think?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effing tags aren&apos;t working, please click the links...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/youll.jpg&quot;&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/youll.jpg&lt;/a&gt; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/untitled.jpg&quot;&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/untitled.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Keira.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jun 2006 23:46:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s because of these things, because of these things.</title>
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  <description>Summer is here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty apathetic graduating early this month and still do. Should I feel sad about never seeing those people ever again? I know that I had only a small circle of people I truly enjoyed being around, and they&apos;ll still be around. Todd&apos;s going to Santa Monica with me. Maja will be close enough in Chapman, Ree will be in New York living out her dreams, Alexa will be at Davis&amp;nbsp;and I fully intend to be Bri&apos;s pen pal in Kentucky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting to be hit with emotion by now. I don&apos;t think that wave is coming at all.&amp;nbsp;I feel pretty indifferent, I&apos;m ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put in an application to work at Second Spin on Ventura Boulevard. That&apos;s an ideal job for me. Really. I hope I get it, I mean, I&apos;m available all summer long-- I do nothing. Summer will be long and boring. I&apos;ve always despised summer. Boredom is the one thing I can&apos;t handle. That God I have my license. The first weeks of summer I&apos;ve been pretty occupied with driving around seeing friends, shopping, going to the Wiltern,&amp;nbsp;seeing a movie by myself, going to graduation parties. Doing stuff myself is fun to me, I definitely shouldn&apos;t have worn heels to the movies last night though. Who knew the elevator didn&apos;t go down to level B? My poor feet are recuperating. No more heels of any kind for a long while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually devote summer to reading. I finish The Da Vinci Code, now I&apos;m on to Bradbury&apos;s Dandelion Wine. I hope it picks up. I&apos;m on the third chapter and it&apos;s a bit tedious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights ago, Alexa and I went to the Wiltern to see She Wants Revenge. Listening to Tear You Apart and These Things on KROQ, I assumed they were Interpol, they sound very similar. But alas, a fledging band from good old LA. Again, I wore heels, new brown strappy wedges from Target. Not the best idea, especially because I was driving. I asked the (already drunk) guy next to us if he would but me a beer and we&apos;d give him 5 bucks. He accepted, but only if we bought him an Amstel Light as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove all the way out to Santa Monica to take my math and English assessment tests. They don&apos;t offer it on Fridays. What a waste. Coming home, I took the 405 west instead of the 405 east and got lost. I found Foothill easily enough though and followed it until I got back on the 405 e. I&apos;ve been doing so much driving lately. I hung out with an old friend on Wednesday and she insisted we go all the way out to West Hollywood for yogurt. I got a smoothie. Wasn&apos;t the greatest, and wasn&apos;t worth the blistering heat I drove in. My car has no a/c. It&apos;s a drag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before school starts in the fall, I hope to have read at least 3 books, land a decent job in the valley-- I refuse to work out here in Tujunga-- and go to the beach alot. Oh! and Muse is coming to the Greek this summer. I think I&apos;ll take Ree and Lisa for their birthdays. Oh, and get my bloody air conditiong working.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 May 2006 01:37:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>prom 2006. me and my gorgeous girls.</title>
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  <description>&lt;blockquote dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px&quot;&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photographs stolen from Maj&apos;s lj. &lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 00:15:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>.:mY sOuL...:</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Dreaming Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/dreaming-soul.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this world&lt;br /&gt;So much so that you tend to live in your head most of the time&lt;br /&gt;You have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all...&lt;br /&gt;But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others.&lt;br /&gt;Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 02:33:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>guesssss what!?</title>
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  <description>wooohoooo Emo. I&apos;m emotional, so sue me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;600&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizfarm.com/1107040847emokid.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Emo Kid&lt;/b&gt;. You listen to emo.  &apos;Nuff said.  You know how to dress.  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  <lj:music>On the Bound, F. Apple in my head.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 23:36:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CDDEFF&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Charmer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EBF2FF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/charmer.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you&apos;ve got them exactly where you want them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/&quot;&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. this is &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; true. Verbal Seduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEE9E9&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are More Mild Than Wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFAFA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/mild.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re confident, and you really aren&apos;t concerned with how &quot;hot&quot; you are.&lt;br /&gt;Other people&apos;s ideas of what&apos;s sexy don&apos;t concern you. And this is exactly what makes you attractive.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/&quot;&gt;Are You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;/center&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 May 2006 23:37:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>am I the one you wanted to find? oh, ok.</title>
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  <description>May 14 2006 Libra Horoscope &quot;Teen&quot;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrida, Kuhn and other philosophers appeal to you more than sequins and flashiness. Put on black clothes, pick up a thick book and engage in the alluring art of pursuing intellectual rigor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that applies everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m listening to Zero 7 in a sweltering hot apartment. Wearing shorts. Reflecting on how my life has changed in the last month. New residence. New sleeping arrangement. [Brand] New license. A full tank of gas in Aiden James. Also I reflect on the losses. The loss of my mother. Loss of the love of my puppy Jasmine. Oh god, I miss her. Loss of my peaceful and privately secluded room on Killion Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These times are changing. I have no safety net for this coming school year. SMC here I come. I really should apply. Like today. Eh, tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom? No date. Great. Fine. When have I ever &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; been alone anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become such a stable yet emotional person these past 17 years. I value my experiences. My mistakes. My favorite mistake? The summer before junior year. Although it lasted only about a month, courting and all, I was happy. Happy not because of my accomplishments and the praise I got for doing something, but because someone liked me. I&apos;ve been waiting for that feeling again. It hasn&apos;t come. I hope it will again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday. maybe?</description>
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  <lj:music>My God: Jethro Tull.Aqualung</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>apathetic</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 19:21:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>These are sooo right on.</title>
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  <description>&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;
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            &lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#cccccc&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a tempered, reasonable way of thinking. &lt;br /&gt;You tend to take every new idea in, and meld it with your world view. &lt;br /&gt;For you, everything is always changing. Each moment is different. &lt;br /&gt;Your thinking process tends to be very natural - with no beginnings or endings.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/&quot;&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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            &lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black&quot; face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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            &lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#cccccc&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/brown.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/&quot;&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tender heart. I don&apos;t think anyone realizes this about me. It&apos;s true. And I do have brown eyes!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/&quot;&gt;Who&apos;s Your Inner European?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so, and I know so. Except there is something missing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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  <lj:music>heart&apos;s &quot;straight on&quot; in my head...</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 18:50:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;until the break of day, let me see you make them smile&quot;</title>
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  <description>ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been enlightened, again, but this time forever.</description>
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  <lj:music>Bob Dylan (what? yes, i am actually...)</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>have your cake an&apos; eat it too</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 19:23:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>we are all clockwork oranges, are we not.</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2006 04:13:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>anglo sax</title>
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  <description>There&apos;s so many thoughts going through my head right now, yet I&apos;m not worried or anxious. This is a new kind of anxiety. I&apos;m listening to an awful Franz song right now, it&apos;s making me a bit tense. ah, now it&apos;s over and echo and the bunnymen are on. eep. Wha? yea, I&apos;ve had a great day, I won&apos;t deny that. Woke up at 9 and went to breakfast with Da at Dupar&apos;s then he dropped me off at Maja&apos;s so she Alexa and I could review for our AP Lit Final on Tuesday. Alexa and I played Chess while Maja typed. I checked her. It was grand. Then we went to see Match Point in Burbank, very Woody Allen, I wasn&apos;t that surprised. I had high expectations, but I wasn&apos;t entirely disappointed. This is so strange, I can&apos;t seem to remember the details of movies like I used to be able to. Hmm, like when I saw Birth last Friday at home. Can&apos;t remember key parts. Maybe because it was all just so beautifully done. The incense I&apos;m burning is chocking me. *snuff* My pup is asleep at my feet. Fate up against your will. Up against the thick and thin. He will wait until you give yourself to him. Alexa was driving crazy tonight, I think it was due to the moon. Oh! I knew there would be an issue with the tickets at the theatre, we had to show our permits and ran and get Alexa who was getting Chipotle. It was grand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned alot today. From my Da, from Alexa, I learned more about Maja. I also love my pup, sorry Nikki. I want to go out more, I think the Hitchcock Film Festival is still on this week at the Egyptian in Hollywood. Hm, I&apos;ll check that out, last Saturday&apos;s To Catch a Thief was glorious. I bought the best mag too, Philosophy Now, a UK publication of course, I must subscribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow starts my reading of A Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man. Should be real horrorshow.</description>
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  <lj:music>itunes on shuffle</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2006 02:32:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;You look so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to break your heart &lt;br /&gt;And give you mine &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re taking me over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so insane &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve got me tethered and chained &lt;br /&gt;I hear your name &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m falling over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not like all the other girls &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t take it like the other girls &lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t share it like the other girls &lt;br /&gt;That you used to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so fine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocked down &lt;br /&gt;Cried out &lt;br /&gt;Been down just to find out &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m through &lt;br /&gt;Bleeding for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m open wide &lt;br /&gt;I want to take you home &lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ll waste some time &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re the only one for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so fine &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m like the desert tonight &lt;br /&gt;Leave her behind &lt;br /&gt;If you want to show me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not like all the other girls &lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t take it like the other girls &lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t fake it like the other girls &lt;br /&gt;That you used to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re taking me over &lt;br /&gt;Over and over &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m falling over &lt;br /&gt;Over and over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re taking me over &lt;br /&gt;Drown in me one more time &lt;br /&gt;Hide inside me tonight &lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to do &lt;br /&gt;Just pretend happy end &lt;br /&gt;Let me know let it show &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending with letting go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s pretend, happy end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s pretend, happy end&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2005 21:51:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why is this so difficult?</title>
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  <description>I thought I was done with my friggin college applications, but noooo. First I went to check my application status for my safety, CSUN and it says they&apos;re missing my transcipts and test scores...I put that all in on the application 3 months ago..does that mean I have to send them a official copy of my transcipts from school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then!: Because I didn&apos;t know you could send in your UC application to a bunch of schools at once, I sent an app to Berkeley, then I had to re-do everything for the other 4 UCs I applied to. This better not screw everything up. I only got the confirmation letter saying I applied to Berkeley, not yet for the others. But when I put in my Application ID number this letter gave me, all the schools come up, but it says I haven&apos;t paid in full or at all, etc. WTF!! I paid for them all via a credit card. I&apos;m so friggin confused and scared that I just won&apos;t go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please comment in they can help. I though you only sent official transcripts when you get accepted or something...OH MY GOD.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2005 01:46:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;I&apos;m having troubles. I&apos;m having troubles down in mathville&quot; -Bri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He&apos;s an interesting-looking black man&quot; -Jacki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately school has been such a bore! My gosh. I&apos;m doing nothing in any of my classes, sitting there for the full 90 minutes in at least 3 of my classes. Ugh. There&apos;s nothing I hate more than not being mentally stimulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Melrose. I went to Amoeba Records for the first time today. Jacki and I went to get The Carpenters on cassette for my dad. That place is so overwhelming! I almost got the new Sleater-Kinney and Robert Plant CDs, should have. We did some Christmas shopping (for myself, :&amp;gt;) at Urban Outfitters. That place is massive. The lighting in the &lt;a style=&quot;text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;amp;k=dressing%20room&quot;&gt;dressing room&lt;/a&gt; was really flattering. I wish I could bring it around with me everywhere I go. I got myself a couple of pairs of &lt;a style=&quot;text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;amp;k=mary%20janes&quot;&gt;mary janes&lt;/a&gt; for $20. What a steal, aye? Tonight we&apos;re going to Bizou for my dad&apos;s birthday. I printed a shot of me at the 2005 SFDS carnival playing the &lt;a style=&quot;text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=22&amp;amp;k=guitar&quot;&gt;guitar&lt;/a&gt; and looking like I&apos;m in a trance. It&apos;s a bit under developed, oh well. I don&apos;t like that&apos;s too vain. Do you? He would have been content with  a card, he&apos;s so hard to shop for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm. Yesterday I got my permit renewed and did the whole thing over, so I got to retake my picture. It actually came out really good. My mom said, &quot;You look Scandinavian.&quot; After that we gased up the car, went to the bank, and went to the CPK in Burbank. Singapore Shrip Rolls are my favorite food. mmmm. The Mushroom ravioli was mediocre. Then we walked down to Barnes &amp; Noble. No loralindt chocolates like in Borders :&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you to Sabs for burning me The Pixies, Bright Eyes, The Kinks &amp; Bob Dylan! Oh, and I&apos;m not going to audition for the musical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad says I&apos;m not adventurous. &lt;i&gt;Ridiculous&lt;/i&gt;! What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/Picture007.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 22:47:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Golly Sandra, you&apos;ve grown up really strangely.</title>
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  <description>I woke up late this morning and decided to skip school. The Demember &lt;i&gt;Knight&lt;/i&gt; issue is in layout, photography is a waste of time right now, and we had a quiz on &lt;i&gt;Crime and Punishment&lt;/i&gt; today which I haven&apos;t read enough yet to do well on the exam. I caught a few more winks than usual, made myself breakfast and got showered and dressed to take my permit test. My mom decides there&apos;s not enough time though due to her having to leave at four. Screw her. I knew it was too good to be true: her doing something for me. Too much of a stretch. Yesterday I did some Christmas shopping and used my gift cards to Claire&apos;s Sephora and Borders. Got some great gifts para friends and some for myself! :&amp;gt; Can&apos;t wait to try out my new (expensive) make up and jewelry. I have to read C&amp;P today, tons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make me smile.&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotson4nowere: i like u because i think ur a great person and ur funny and u llikie the stuff i do and ur very intricatte and complicated and ur not a slut and ur really pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheatinthehouse (12:21:35 AM): alright, mindless liberal acts are filling my mind, i need to stop now&lt;br /&gt;JimmyPageWanabee (12:21:51 AM): lol, no liberal acts are mindless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urbnelementfreak: well im going to jfk airport and then some irish plane is taking to ireland&lt;br /&gt;JimmyPageWanabee: niiice&lt;br /&gt;JimmyPageWanabee: jfk is supposed to be pretty secure&lt;br /&gt;Urbnelementfreak: yea i hope so&lt;br /&gt;JimmyPageWanabee: lol&lt;br /&gt;JimmyPageWanabee: cavity check miss&lt;br /&gt;Urbnelementfreak: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bass00prodigy: couldn&apos;t hear shit last year&lt;br /&gt;bass00prodigy: you sounded great by the way&lt;br /&gt;JimmyPageWanabee: thanks!&lt;br /&gt;JimmyPageWanabee: apparently, no one could hear me&lt;br /&gt;bass00prodigy: and i don&apos;t mean that in a kind of insincere add-on comment&lt;br /&gt;bass00prodigy: i mean, really, just the originality, the flow it was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I&apos;m going to walk to the library and as overtly as possible take candid photographs of stangers with my new 1600 film! I hope I don&apos;t get abducted/raped. I can run pretty fast, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/neck-chromeandcharcoal.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 02:37:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Taking up the ol&apos; livejournal once again...</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s strange how everything I do over the weekends somehow people know all about. Today in journalism, fifth period, I go into Tourville&apos;s room to borrow his Fiona Apple CD and Sydney says something to the extent of, &quot;Hey I heard about what you did over the weekend...you&apos;re weird.&quot; I&apos;m simply puzzled, I didn&apos;t do much, just smoked some mixed fruit via the hookah at The Aquarian and went to a party and drank a tad. Hm, I wonder who told her of my doings/what she heard. Another thing that&apos;s spread I how Addison and I are going to homecoming together. I asked him yesterday, how does everyone know already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, well a week ago today, I turned 17. Finally. I got many cards and shot loads of baked goods from people. Indeed, I felt loved. My brother got me a black nano iPod, eeep. My mum got me a CD I wanted (X&amp;Y), a DVD (My Big Fat Greek Wedding), fuzzy socks, and a tunic-like brown sweater, my dad got me the case for my camera I&apos;ve been pining to get. Jacki went to the Wiltern with me a few weeks ago to see Robert Plant and the Stange Sensation; i.e. her present, in addition to clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/i&gt; is coming along quite nicely. I&apos;m in 3 scenes and have all of my lines memorized. I&apos;m so excited about the dresses I get to wear. I always act better when I&apos;m in costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out on weekends I so fun and evidently good for me. I&apos;m all for experimenting and trying new things; I have tried what I wanted to, with the exception of being shit-faced. I haven&apos;t had the pleasure of experiencing that yet. I need to unwind, shopping and pary hopping with Todd is fabulous for my energy&apos;s maintenance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This saturday I have an eyebrow appointment at noon and then rehearsal at 3. Sunday is Adam&apos;s wedding at 6, 11:30 is my hair appointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m finally enjoying writing for the newspaper now. Before, I hated writing those ridiculous articles about the new teachers (11!) and classes. Last night I wrote my editorial on the benefits of a female president and still need to write my review on Fiona Apple&apos;s newest album, &lt;i&gt;Extraordinary Machine&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m doing quite well in school. Probably because I&apos;m taking 3 and a half electives. Hey, I have a 95% in government and a 93% in statistics. I didn&apos;t just stumble onto those marks. Right now I have all A&apos;s except for a B+ in Acting II (bah!) and a B in AP English Literature (I&apos;ve since given up on trying to absolutely understand that class). Unfortunately, I fear my UC calculated GPA will be horrid. I currently have a 3.8 and I will probably drop considerably. Not good because I&apos;m applying to Selective and Highly Selective schools. Hrm. I plan to apply to the follow universities to major in Political Sciene and Communications/Journalism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UC Santa Cruz&lt;br /&gt;*UC Berkeley*&lt;br /&gt;UC Santa Barbara&lt;br /&gt;UC San Diego&lt;br /&gt;Cal state schools as safeties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone know of any good poly sci/communication schools??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great news! I thought I had to take all my permit classes and behind the wheel training again, then get my permit and wait 6 months to schedule my driving test. Not so, all I have to do is re-take my permit test, and then take my driving test! I&apos;m so excited, I really need to be out on my own. My own car is waiting out front right now, waiting for me to drive it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2005 04:56:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My icon seems eerily relevent now, somehow. I find myself typing in this journal for validation, solely. For perchance someone will do something besides comment with a few empty words about how &apos;every&apos;s alright&apos; &apos;smile&apos; or &apos;we all love you&apos;. And as I love these comments just the same, I also find myself even lonelier because no one is making the slighest effort to seek me out. To make sure I&apos;m ok when it&apos;s obvious everyday when I roam the halls that I&apos;m not. I&apos;m crying out in these entries, screaming, and whether anyone reads them, I don&apos;t know. But what&apos;s worse is that they&apos;re being read and the reader is turning a blind eye. This livejournal will be no more. I won&apos;t expect any validation or anyone to reassure me that I&apos;m loved. That I have someone who gives a shit about me. I plan to write everything as I have been, but delete all off my friends list. Not because I am mad at them, but now I&apos;ll have only me to be sure off. I will make this a private account. No one will be able to see into the soul I&apos;ve meticulously portrayed for so long. Every word I have said has been the truth, heat-wrenching or pitiful.  To not log onto my e-mail inbox and see that (0) new comments phrase staring at me in bold red letters. How many days has seeing if anyone has commented on my lowly livejournal the highlight of my day. It was a good ride. Quizilla quizzes and hokey arbitrary memes were fun for awhile and I didn&apos;t expect anything. But when I pour out my soul onto a silver platter, it&apos;s received with dirty idle hands.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 23:39:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&apos;{Give a litte bit} of your time to me.&apos;</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;This, ladies and gentlemen is YOUR chance to have some imput in MY livejournal. Even if you don&apos;t even read it, most entries are for my memoirs anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;WHICH SHOULD BE MY NEW USER ICON?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;1.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/WalterJohnson.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;which one?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;2.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/1984quotesicon.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;which one?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;3.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/yogipraying.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;which one?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;4. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/redguitarjes.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;which one?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;5.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v322/Classicrock74/eljayiconmaker.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All icons modified by&amp;nbsp;yours in&amp;nbsp;confidence&amp;nbsp;from pre-existing photographs, icons, or pictures. Props to The Wallflowers (1), George Orwell (2), James Twyman and the Children of Oz (3), another icon I found somewhere, anybody know so I can credit?(4), and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;roland_dazed&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; font-weight: bold;&apos;&gt;roland_dazed&lt;/span&gt; for her photograph of me with my camera (5)- to see the writing read my last entry. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Please, Please, comment with the&amp;nbsp; # of the one you like the best. :) You can do it anonymously, as well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yhank tou mery vuch, &lt;font color=&quot;#999900&quot;&gt;Cross-Eyed Johnny. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 01:06:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>on my face :: on my face. face on my..on my face.</title>
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