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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 23:18:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This picture is making me laugh and laugh and laugh. And I don&apos;t know why because it isn&apos;t even that funny! I love shit like that! When something little makes you laugh I love to laugh it feels like being horizontal omg I want to be horizontal all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.pinktentacle.com/images/panda_suit.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really do homework. Too bad I don&apos;t care. Also, somehow doing classwork the hour before it&apos;s due has somehow earned me 5 A&apos;s and a B. What the fuck?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:00:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have decided that I am auditioning for the part of Vice Principal Douglas Panch in the Second Stage Play. How have I been studying for my read? By watching Mo Rocca videos, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;49&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 22:30:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 17:01:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I can feel it setting in already. The apathy. One hour ago, I said to my mother, &quot;I&apos;m going upstairs to do my homework now!&quot; Then I unpacked my backpack and check out my planner to see what I had to do. Then I became discouraged and checked facebook for a while. Then I remembered that I wanted to look for a new desk for my room, so I spent some time looking for the IKEA catalog, then proceeding to flip through the workspace section (I found a red on I like, btw). Then I went back on the computer to see if I had any new facebook notifications, and to write this on livejournal. Now a nap is sounding really kick azz, so I will maybe do that. And oh! I was going to clean up my room today, so that&apos;s something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My open planner and stack of books is still sitting at my feet. At least I can acknowledge it, you know?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 00:07:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Whoa, I&apos;m feeling really weird right now, like, I can&apos;t even explain it! Like, I don&apos;t know! It&apos;s like a combination of the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Excitement. Like the kind I might have felt the night before Christmas, or how the night before my family leaves for Cedar Point when I was little. Like, you just cant wait for the next day to begin because it&apos;s going to be so exciting and you just want today to be fucking over with already.&lt;br /&gt;-Frustration. I think this might be because the above examples aren&apos;t going to happen, although the relationship in my head between the two isn&apos;t completely clear so far. I feel like I need to do something or something needs to happen to me, but I don&apos;t know what. I just need it to!!&lt;br /&gt;-Sadness. Not the kind that you feel when you&apos;re grieving, but more like a stomach ache caused by your thoughts and emotions, you know? A little hopeless and a little annoying.&lt;br /&gt;-Exhaustion. I&apos;m so fucking tired!&lt;br /&gt;-Confusion. I can&apos;t explain this one because if I could it wouldn&apos;t be one here. I&apos;m just unable to understand any of what I&apos;m feeling so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strange new feeling is excited by the following thoughts and subjects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Applying for/going on exchange&lt;br /&gt;-School Starting&lt;br /&gt;-My iPod&lt;br /&gt;-Work ending next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so confused, man.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 22:19:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m very bored with my life! Here is what I did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wake up&lt;br /&gt;-Shower&lt;br /&gt;-Drive&lt;br /&gt;-Watch children play dodge ball&lt;br /&gt;-Lead children through the forest&lt;br /&gt;-Ride a bus&lt;br /&gt;-Watch children play board games&lt;br /&gt;-Drive&lt;br /&gt;-Now I&apos;m here and I don&apos;t want to go out because I&apos;m so tired and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, about once a year, I am tempted with the thought of moving. And that time for this year is now. I really can&apos;t explain it, but my thoughts and daydreams are constantly occupied with visions of my parents telling me that we&apos;re moving to a small town between Seattle and Tacoma, Washington and then leaving everything behind and starting over. Think of how much this would give me to do! I would paint/redecorate my room, I would have to become accustomed to a new setting and change all my clocks forward. I would have a new school and I would have to meet new people. It just sounds like I would never be bored and I could have a clean slate and nothing would really matter. But this is selfish and I know I would feels lots of regrets and things. But it&apos;s nice to daydream about because in a daydream, you needn&apos;t feel regret or sadness because when you come back to reality everything is the same.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 21:50:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Obligatory Class Schedule Post:</title>
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  <description>UN: Psych - Hart&lt;br /&gt;DEUX: Français 4 - Lennington (farewell, Crystal D:)&lt;br /&gt;TROIS: CaLcUlUs - Guinta (score!)&lt;br /&gt;QUATRE: AP Artz - Martin&lt;br /&gt;CINQ: Debate - Andridge (how the fuck did this happen? lolz)&lt;br /&gt;SIX: Yearbook! - Goody Gee (double score!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m super pleased with this because 1. I got a good math teacher and I totz deserve that after last year 2. because I only change schools twice throughout the day. Whoo! Senior year! I think Mr. Martin usually has A-lunch, but idk for sure. And also, is anyone going to PHS-SHS for 3rd hour or SHS-PHS for 5th? I need a walking partner!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2006 00:31:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friends Only!</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3567/3352282548_455ffabd8a.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make entries private after a few days, so if you want to read them all then let&apos;s be friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no psychos, please.&lt;br /&gt;comment if you&apos;d like to be added. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/icon_protected.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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