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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 21:27:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Reminiscence and not doing my work</title>
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  <description>Today, while I was at school, I didn&apos;t feel like doing anything. I spent most of the day just looking out the windows at the falling snow... I got home and sat on the roof of my house just watching snow fall. It felt like when I watched the frozen water fall really slow to the earth, time would slow down and I could work out my feelings at my own pace. I just watched, and wondered, and reminisced. It was nice to be alone, but at the same time, it hurt too. I miss... everything. I miss my Miles. There is nothing for me here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Oct 2006 20:59:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The art of friendship</title>
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  <description>I was talking to a friend online today... and I realized that he is the only real friend I have left. Those other people... aren&apos;t my friends. They&apos;re just people who randomly said &quot;Hi&quot; to me one day. Now that they know the true color of my soul, they don&apos;t really talk to me anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 23:26:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Strange feelings...</title>
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  <description>While I was talking to one of my friends yesterday, I had this wildly powerful feeling of nostalgia... it was kinda out of left field there. And then I woke up a while ago and felt it again... It makes me want to go listen to a really sad song. Maybe I&apos;m just weird.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Oct 2006 04:14:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*sigh* lateness....</title>
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  <description>Yes... it is four in the morning. Ok, I lied. It&apos;s six. Yes, the sun is coming up. But hey, I&apos;m not tired. I ranted about some things... and I talked about an old friend of mine who&apos;s rather slow... Yea, sentences with a subject and a verb are much too complicated for him. :P If it&apos;s longer than five words, then it&apos;s not going to go all the way in. If it&apos;s got an adjective in it, then maybe the subject will go in, and he&apos;ll just make up all the rest. If there&apos;s a clause in there, then it&apos;ll just bounce off and he&apos;ll repeat the last thing he said to you. *sighness*</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 12:41:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What does it feel like...?</title>
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  <description>I didn&apos;t have to go to school today. I found myself watching the sun rise all morining. It&apos;s like... the world is a different place. I feel like a different person. I don&apos;t know... It feels like part of me died somewhere along the way... and I miss that part of me. So this is life after death. Or maybe I&apos;m just being weird, like I always am. Maybe the universe shifted a little while I wasn&apos;t looking, and all the things that I used to know moved to a different spot in my life... and I have to search for them all over again. I can tell though, that everything&apos;s going to be different now. I guess I&apos;ll have to take it one day at a time, and continue looking for the parts of me that I lost.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 20:02:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Grey skies and... flaming pies!? O.o</title>
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  <description>Well, surprise! The sky was very grey. Bleh. Among other news, somebody in my Culinary Arts class didn&apos;t know that cooking food in a wood-burining stove without a shelf would cause it to catch on fire... so they attempted to cook their pie in the stove with no shelf, and guess what? It caught fire! XD Yep, the smell of burning pie is so yummy. *Barf* XP</description>
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  <lj:mood>OooOo... I&apos;m gonna be sick. :P</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 20:02:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Strangers and new nicknames XD</title>
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  <description>On my way home from school, that same guy was standing on the corner of my street again...this time with a big grey van. O.o I had to walk on the other side of the road. He scares me. XP Among other news, my lover&apos;s new nickname is Miles. Everyone has to call him that now from this point on. Why? Because I said so. Do it, or I&apos;ll bite&apos;cha and give you rabies. Thank you and have a nice day. ^_^</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 20:36:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Snow and a mad herd of squirrels</title>
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  <description>It snowed a lot today... bleh. Snow is cold. I was walking home from school and a herd of squirrels were crossing the street. :P Strange... What&apos;s even more strange, when I got on my street, there was some random guy standing on the corner. Just standing there, doing nothing. He watched me walk past him and all the way to my house. Creepy... Other than that, my day was pretty much the same as all the others. Grayness... &amp;gt;:P</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 01:02:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bleh... three in the morning...</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s almost three in the morning. I can&apos;t sleep. There&apos;s probably going to be a lot of entries that are posted really late/early. I know that it&apos;s a bad habit, staying up this late...but simply don&apos;t sleep. I&apos;m tired... but if I go and lay down, my eyes won&apos;t close and my mind won&apos;t shut off. That&apos;s me. I&apos;m just weird like that. :P</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 18:27:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Conning, plotting, and deception</title>
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  <description>Today I was talking to one of my friends online, and my dad kept on popping in my room to see who I was talking to. So, we decided to see what would happen if he got to talk to someone as me. I logged off and gave him back his computer.&amp;nbsp;Whaddya know?&amp;nbsp;He logs on as me, and starts conversation with my friend. How rude. But we busted him in the act. D:&amp;lt; He figured out I wasn&apos;t talking with a child molester. He&apos;s just paranoid.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 15:08:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My first LiveJournal post!</title>
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  <description>Testing, testing, 1 2 3... Hoorah, it works. :P Welcome to my LiveJournal! :D All I have to do now is remember to update it every now and then. ^_^; Not that every update will be interesting... bleh. You have been forewarned. :P</description>
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