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  <title>Diamond Quality</title>
  <subtitle>And Can Melt Your Brain With Just a Thought</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kalih</name>
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  <updated>2006-09-03T06:52:26Z</updated>
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    <title>Et tu, Brute?</title>
    <published>2006-09-03T06:52:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-03T06:52:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People can be a real disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when it someone that you really thought had you back. But most people are a sham and turn on you in a second, when you do something that they do not like, something that takes them away from the attention they so self righteously believe they need. A real shame but at the end of the day you find that if you are anything like me...a survivor, you deal and move it along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of questions, what else have you said? About me or my family? How long have you been doing this? Certainly for quite sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps time will show you how wrong you've been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I thought you were my best friend &lt;br /&gt;I thought we'd be together to the end &lt;br /&gt;Your not the girl I once knew &lt;br /&gt;Tell me were she is cause she's not you &lt;br /&gt;You used to be that shoulder &lt;br /&gt;That shoulder I could lean on through it all &lt;br /&gt;But now its getting colder &lt;br /&gt;There's no love between these walls &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, Jealousy, Jealousy &lt;br /&gt;Is such an evil thing &lt;br /&gt;To watch someone have &lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, Jealousy, Jealousy &lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins when your full of envy &lt;br /&gt;La, La, La, La...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always happy &lt;br /&gt;When I was watching you become a star &lt;br /&gt;But you were only happy &lt;br /&gt;When the world was openin' up my scars &lt;br /&gt;And now I'm like the devil &lt;br /&gt;Well if I am then what does that make you &lt;br /&gt;You sold yourself for your fame &lt;br /&gt;You'll still never walk a day in my shoes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, Jealousy, Jealousy &lt;br /&gt;Is such an evil thing &lt;br /&gt;To watch someone have &lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, Jealousy, Jealousy &lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins when your full of envy &lt;br /&gt;La, La, La, La...... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Location</title>
    <published>2006-05-29T03:46:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-29T03:46:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well dears. I was wondering where everyone was located. Perhaps sometime we could have a meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>X-men The Last Stand</title>
    <published>2006-05-28T06:50:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-28T06:50:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here's my thoughts: &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I so beyond disappointed with this movie. There was actually at time where I actually cried because I was so upset. They took something I loved a tore into shreds...nothing of the originality was left. NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, when Xavier found Jean. She had gone into a catatonic state due to her powers connecting her mind to the mind of her friend Annie who was dying. Xavier was the only who could help her and ended up taking her as his first student. The psychic blocks that the Professor put in Jean's mind were not for her telekinesis but for her telepathy that way she would be able to grow into that power at a normal rate. But in the movie little Jean is a bad-ass lifting cars and reading minds...she had superiority complex that the real Jean never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I did like the little tip off to Phoenix Endsong about Scott's optic blast feeding the Phoenix, this Scott was nothing but pathetic. Yes, Jean was Cyclops love of his life...I will admit it even though I am a hardcore Scott and Emma fan. All he did was cry. Life is so sad boo hoo poor me. Is that what leader of X-men would do. Yea I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty looked like she was twelve. And the whole Iceman and her flirting was as ridiculous as disgusting. Hello horny, she is beyond illegal. I don't care if you can't touch your girlfriend. Its still wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So humans are persecuted. Treated like they were second class citizens. Yea it totally makes sense that they would then tattoo themselves with a "mutant mark" Come on might as well as get a sign that says "hey lynch mob I am over here".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie Callisto was a complete different person. Callisto's powers are heightened strength, agility and reflexes, sensory perceptions that caused her to be able to strategy that would make her the winner of any situation and regenerative powers. But no this Callisto could tell you if you were a mutant like Caliban could. Not only that but she could tell you what power you had! And oh my god she also had the speed to match Quicksilver. Well guess what...she can suck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also what is this class 1 through 5 shit. People these are the classes: Omega, Alpha, Beta, Delta and Gamma. Jean is not the only Omega mutant there has been there is also Kid Omega, Iceman, Elixir, Franklin Richard, and now Vulcan, Scarlett Witch could be said to have omega potential as well. Most, if not all X-men are on Alpha level. An Omega mutant is a mutant with enough power to affect all of creation. Also being Omega means having the raw power but not really knowing how to use it. Example Iceman can't reach his full potential due to his limiting of his powers. So therefore Xavier should have met another 'class five' mutant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quill...since when is he asian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was up with Archlight's plastic hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do hope that Joss Whendon is getting some royalties off the movie. They basically ripped off his cure storyline from Astonishing X-men...hell they even used Dr. Rao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are barely any prisons that could hold Mystique against her will. And they it would have to be with power inhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So their human names are their slave names???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leech is supposed to be green and bumpy. Not some bald kid from Godsend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hank's blue fur is not due to his mutation, but are a result of chemical experimentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel was in all the promos. Yet in the movie he is there for five minutes. Bust out of the lab and then saves his daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psylocke's powers were only shadow teleportation...not even one fucking psychic knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That old guy that played the president sucked! All his lines were incredibly forced. Maybe he should meet H.Berry's coach because she finally had some emotion behind her speech, not much but some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Phoenix and Professor X finally did cross swords. Xavier won with the help of Jean's own subconscious. Remember kids raw power isn't all but how much experience you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put in too many mutants just so they could get killed. Pretty pointless to me...right along the lines of New X-men which I dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last movie Jean was seen lighting on flames, which is what happens when she uses her powers. In this movie she just turned all dark and veiny...another Joss Whendon rip off??? *cough* Dark Willow *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rogue took the cure! Fuck it all to hell. While the real Rogue would be tempted she would never actually go through with it, she would never actually do it because she would see it as a way for people to force mutants to be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this movie we also got to see the unveiling of the wondrous Cyklovine. That's right kids. It's Cyclops in the meat wrapper of Wolverine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magneto's powers are not to control metal. If so he would be called Metaleno. His powers are to control and manipulate the magnetic spectrum. Allowing him to levitate, manipulate all things with metal in them, project concussive blast and force fields, he also can generate heat or electricity as well control the blood flow in humans. See there is this thing in us that's called Iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marrow is a girl with magenta colored hair and if it was supposed to be Spike he is black...thank you very much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this Magneto did nothing while Xavier died but scream his name. Magneto would have fought back viciously. Not to say he would have won but he would have not just sat there. One magnetic blast could have caused the iron in Jean's veins to expand enough for her to lose concentration, saving Xavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystique cured??? Yea I know what those boys were thinking when they decided that. Rebecca Romin naked on the floor that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magneto depowered...what is post HOM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most horrific thing of all: That Wolverine could actually be the only one to stop the Phoenix. Not even the whole team of X-men could contain the Phoenix. In just an instant Jean could have turned off Logan's healing factor. We have to remember that she has complete telekinetic control at a molecular level...but nope his body kept regenerating as fast as it was being destroyed...I call that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some good parts: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storm did actually fly. Unlike the last two movies that all she did was walk...hello if you could control wind currents do you really think you would take the stairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystique turning over the hideout. Classic Mystique...she would sell her own kids to survive...hell she threw Nightcrawler off a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea those were it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Birthday Fun</title>
    <published>2006-05-25T06:32:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-25T06:32:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was my birthday. So I just wanted to let you guys know what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I spent most of it with my mom. I find it rather weird to celebrate the arrival of a child on that day without celebrating the woman that gave it life. So I like to spend my birthdays with my mother. I am a bit of mama's boy so freaking what. It was almost like if I was little again. My mom and I went to Walmart. She asked me to pick something I wanted. So what do I do I run to the electronics department of course. I ended up getting a blue nintendo DS. The game that I chose to go with it was the one and only: Super Princess Peach. That's right...equalization between the sexes. About time that Peach rescued her stocky mustachioed lover. I also got a pair of jeans that were really cute not Walmart at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the comic book shop so I could get my weekly dosage. I got Exiles, She-Hulk (Civil War), Wolverine (Civil War), Black Panther (cause it had our lovely weather witch), New Excalibur and X-factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say I had issues with SHE-HULK, because it never fully states at the end just want side is Jennifer Walters supporting. Instead she gets engaged...good for you hun but this is supposed to be a Civil War tie-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked how in Wolverine...Wolvie and Cage were talking. Cage really doesn't see the big problem with the Sentinels watching over the X-men. And Wolvie states how would he feel if it was a flaming cross...for mutants Sentinels mean oppression. They were created to exterminate them. Good writing I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New Excalibur, Sage finally is shown with her tattoos...thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Factor: Loved it. The art a bit cartoonie but I thought it was beautifully written. If you love Syrin or her dad Banshee this issue is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom and I sat down and watched the movie Last Holiday. This was my second seeing it but I still get a bit teary eyed at certain parts. It is a really good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw Patrick from work for a bit...his sort of girlfriend threw a fit...guess she feels threatened by me...and here I thought were were cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica came home and made me hamburgers and fries...so totally hit the spot. You guys want to know what my roomie got for me: A book on hauntings weirdest cases a book called : Secrets of the X-men revealed and the BLACK EYED PEAS CD MONKEY BUSINESS! The last is super huge reason Jessica hates the Black Eyed Peas and its just means a lot that she actually got if for me. She has also ordered the LAST season of Queer as Folk for me. That makes me very excited. I love that show...so sad is done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANT TO THANK ALL MY FRIENDS ON LINE THAT LET ME KNOW THAT THEY THOUGHT ABOUT ME AND WISHED A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Telepaths pt2</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T04:02:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-18T04:02:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Continuing the list of known telepaths from the letters C-D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carter, Tad&lt;br /&gt;Chamber - depowered&lt;br /&gt;Changeling - dead&lt;br /&gt;Desolation&lt;br /&gt;Dirge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Stolen from yep_i_am_dennis</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T01:05:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-18T03:01:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt; Take a look at your LJ friends list, then list up to ten things you want to say to ten different LJ friends.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT state who these people are.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT confirm nor deny any "comment speculation". &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wanna be your friend. And I mean a real friend not just Lj wise. But I don't think I can. I just don't measure up.&lt;br /&gt;2. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;3. If things would have been different I really think I could have fallen for you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Be yourself. Don't try too hard it just makes us looks ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;5. Real love does not mean sharing everything.&lt;br /&gt;6. I thought we were close. But due to my so called sabbatical we lost touch. Still, I have tried to get back to the way things were. You don't know how painful silence can be.&lt;br /&gt;7. You are amazing, but for some reason I feel dumb around you.&lt;br /&gt;8. Take the plunge! Life is not fulfilling when you go halfies on it.&lt;br /&gt;9. You aren't always right. Listen to others you might learn something.&lt;br /&gt;10. You are kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Don't ask don't tell. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Telepaths pt.1</title>
    <published>2006-05-17T07:46:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-17T07:46:30Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I do not know what started this. Actually, I think I have an idea but really does not matter. Back to the point I have started to search everywhere for all known telepaths from the Marvel Universe. Here is the list I have so far covering letters A &amp; B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedlam - dead&lt;br /&gt;Bedlam III - Olsa Kabaki&lt;br /&gt;Beetroot - dead&lt;br /&gt;Birdy - dead&lt;br /&gt;Blaquesmith - dead&lt;br /&gt;Blindfold&lt;br /&gt;Bloom, Astrid - mindwiped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know rather short but you take the time going through all the files. I will continue to give you guys updates on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>R-E-S-P-E-C-T</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T06:08:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T06:08:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As of late I noticed that most times, (not always though) if you are nice to people they seem to think that it is ok for them to not fully respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is odd because when I was meaner people were often very nice to me. Perhaps there is people that like to be treated mean. It could be many things...I just find it to be weird. "Meek will Inherit the earth" yea right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this just shows me that perhaps its time to stop being so trusting and all yes I am so nice. Maybe this way, I can get what is needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Beneath</title>
    <published>2006-05-06T07:21:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-06T07:21:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Even the hardest of substances can be chipped at. Eventually it will wear away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take away all the masks all the pretense. What do you think you would find underneath it all. Would you recognize it? Would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You build walls...but can anyone really tear them down but you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really forge strength from pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. For all the sleepless nights and for tearing me apart. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much one phrase can say, its eerie. Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Aww Shucks!</title>
    <published>2006-04-30T03:48:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-30T04:09:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last Sunday...this guy came into the store. And he was nice as well as nice looking. He got a replacement "Must Love Dogs." since the one he had did not work. Well I thought he might be interested or whatever but I get so shy so I just let it go...Even though he smiled at me from his car for a will. I made sure to remember his name: it was Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like three days later I get a phone call at work...surprise surprise. Its a guy he tells me that he just wanted to let me know that I am the hotest guy in whitehall. And that he was going to let me know that before but he did not want to make a fool of himself in front of people. So I of course say thank you, but I got shy. And he tells me his name is Lee. And I say thanks again that was nice of him and I hung up. Then it hits me!!! It Lee the hot guy. I don't know how to contact him though *insert frown*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my friends are gone. Justin left the state because a bit of problems with the law. It was not too much later that Abby decided to go with him. So yea that sucks...but I strive on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Moz with Amber and John. Amber is Dawn's (my boss) new roommate. John is Dawn's friend who has a thing for Amber. I just wanted to get buzzed and dance the freaking night away. Well when we got there we discovered that there was Drag Show. I have never been to one and let me tell you it was so much freaking fun. It was great, just so cool. To make the long story short...danced after the show...yep danced my little heart out. Kissed some boys. Kissed some girls. But the best part of the night I made out with a DRAG QUEEN!!!! Yep I am officially in the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Time flutters by...</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T04:21:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-26T04:23:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Seasons of Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand &lt;br /&gt;Six Hundred Minutes &lt;br /&gt;Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand &lt;br /&gt;Moments so dear &lt;br /&gt;Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand &lt;br /&gt;Six Hundred Minutes &lt;br /&gt;How Do You Measure - Measure A Year? &lt;br /&gt;In Daylights - In Sunsets &lt;br /&gt;In Midnights - In Cups Of Coffee &lt;br /&gt;In Inches - In Miles &lt;br /&gt;In Laughter - In Strife &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In - Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand &lt;br /&gt;Six Hundred Minutes &lt;br /&gt;How Do You Measure &lt;br /&gt;A Year In The Life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How About Love? &lt;br /&gt;How About Love? &lt;br /&gt;How About Love? &lt;br /&gt;Measure In Love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons of Love. &lt;br /&gt;Seasons of Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand &lt;br /&gt;Six Hundred Minutes &lt;br /&gt;Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand &lt;br /&gt;Journeys To Plan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand &lt;br /&gt;Six Hundred Minutes &lt;br /&gt;How Do You Measure The Life &lt;br /&gt;Of A Woman Or A Man? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Truths That She Learned &lt;br /&gt;Or In Times That He Cried &lt;br /&gt;In Bridges He Burned &lt;br /&gt;Or The Way That She Died &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Time Now - To Sing Out &lt;br /&gt;Though The Story Never Ends &lt;br /&gt;Let's Celebrate &lt;br /&gt;Remember A Year In The Life Of Friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Love &lt;br /&gt;Remember the Love &lt;br /&gt;Remember the Love &lt;br /&gt;Measure In Love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you got to remember the love, &lt;br /&gt;You know that love is a gift from up above &lt;br /&gt;Share love, give love, spread love &lt;br /&gt;Measure, measure your life in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons Of Love &lt;br /&gt;Measure Your Life In Love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A times you just have to be there for the people that need you. Yet inside you have to deal with the same issue without breathing a word of own feelings about it. It's a hard thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/lovers.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You represent ideal love: innocence, trust, exhilaration and joy.&lt;br /&gt;You demonstrate the harmony of opposites, two sides coming together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you also represent the struggle between what is right and what is tempting.&lt;br /&gt;Control is an issue for you, especially when you don't know your reasons for choosing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an important choice you need to make about love, and it will be a difficult choice to make.&lt;br /&gt;You are likely struggling between the love you crave and the love that is right.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you will choose what you crave, even if it's bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;Because without what you crave, you will feel empty and incomplete.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man thats a bitch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Bad Outlook</title>
    <published>2006-04-04T05:19:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-04T05:23:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There are times that I am so disappointed with the human beings it is unbelievable. So what is it that could me feel this way? There are several things but as of late is to due a movie. Believe it or not. Perhaps you have seen the commercials and if you haven't then let me be the first to inform you that "Brokeback Mountain" will be released this Tuesday (today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost its release on DVD has caused a major uproar. Whore has the time to go around protesting something on a movie? I have not caused a large scandal every time a boob driven movie with homophobic tendencies is released...I find myself at a loss when I hear that in some states this film is actually banned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regardless of all the protest, my employer, Movie Gallery, has decided that it will still carry this movie. What else can you expect from a company that is it does not discriminate against people on their sexual orientation. Yet to me that seems to be of little concern, since the preview of the movie playing in all the stores seems to promote the movie in a whole different light. First the quote on it is as follows: "Vanity Fair calls Brokeback Mountain an epic American love story." From that alone you would think it is very interesting, yet the scenes are of both guys hugging their wives. The only time they do show Heath and Jake together is when they are punching each other. In fact the wife hugging is shown twice in a commercial that lasts less than a minute. Does that seem very supporting to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of my job is to tell the people what films are coming out next, so they come back. Here are some of the most common responses: "Ughh." &amp; "I'm not watching that!" I will admit it makes my blood boil to hear that. One guy that I work with did not want to rent it for his wife. If you do not like it you don't have to watch it. Does a man's masculinity drop if they aren't able to hear the name of the movie without making a homophobic comment? Now, I am in no position to say anything since I am always supposed to be courteous to the customers, but I would definitely say something if I were not on the clock. Further more how do these people feel that they it is okay for them to joke around with me afterward? Don't they realize whom they are speaking with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to believe that the fact a movie such as this could be made meant that humanity itself was able to progress and that out there was still hope. Butt now seeing the constant hate that is carried by these people each day, crushes my belief and hope. There is a quote from "Queer as Folk" that comes to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; "There are two different types of straight people...those who hate you to your face and those that hate you to your back." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people's reaction to this, it is possible that this might be right. And a world where that is a possibility is an incredibly sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Butterfly of the Night</title>
    <published>2006-03-28T05:42:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-28T05:45:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I realize that it is on its way to being Tuesday, actually if you look at your clock you find that it is in fact already Tuesday, but I want to talk about Friday. You see I find myself when returning home on the weekends in really no mood to write on my trusted Lj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I went to Mo'z...what are you serious? Yea yea I know...actually I almost was not able to go since at the last minute my friends decided to stay in town since they did not have that much money...whatever. But anyways I went to visit Abby at Movie Gallery and with the help of this guy I never knew...Chris was able to convince her of coming along with me. I had a blast! Abby and I had such a good time and she is a great dancer. So it was very easy just to throw caution to the wind and just let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I met this guy. He asked if my rainbow tattoo was advertisement...I responded that I was very proud of who I was. He says he does not like to disclose that information and if asked he actually denies it. Since he runs a store and is afraid that could affect it sales. At that moment I realized that I could never do that. Being gay is not just who I am, but it is part of me. I could never deny myself and my feelings. I feel that life is sad, and almost meaningless. How can you love yourself fully if you are hiding your true self...I realized that I would not trade what I have been through because we are all the end result of all the situations that have passed. It makes us who we are. So no matter how horrible I know that I am happy with myself and the fact that I am a living testimony to all that I have endured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To another subject everyone knows just how much I loved "Memoirs of a Geisha" and her is one of my favorite quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; You cannot say to the sun, "More sun." Or to the rain, "Less rain." To a man, geisha can only be half a wife. We are the wives of nightfall. And yet, to learn of kindness after so much unkindness, to understand that a little girl with more courage than she knew would find her prayers answered, can that not be called happiness? After all these are not the memoirs of an empress, nor of a queen. These are memoirs of another kind. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a question...should a guy that says he is not financially stable in life be at a bar every weekend? Yea I did not think so either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Good News and Bad News</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T07:31:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yes it is one of those days that has good news in one hand and bad news in the other. So we are on the fork in the road...do you get sad or do you get happy? That is up to the person, but I rather not have the wrinkles from worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well Dave and I broke up. Actually he broke up with me. It went like this, today he was supposed to come over to my house. The last three days he had been scarce coming up with reasons not to see me. So I kinda new something was going on. Today he calls me and asks me to meet him at this bar he took me to. So I asked him if he was coming over. He said he wanted to talk with me. Yep it was coming. Actually if he broke plans today I was going to break up with him. So I decided just to go to his house even though it was not as he said 'neutral ground' hmm its not like I was going to bitch slap him or anything. So I get there and we sit down to talk. He says its not me, but at that right now he is not ready for a relationship. Because of school...and so forth. But maybe down the road he will be able, not that he wants me to get my hopes up...ok. I tell him listen I did like you but its not like I cared that much. I mean it was only a week and half for christ sake. I really suspect that it is because of some issues I had....here they are: &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both times we tried to have sex I made him stop because it hurt. Hello I haven't done that in about a year. He said that didn't matter, but come on you know it bothered him. Guess everyone &lt;b&gt; IS &lt;/b&gt; just interested in a piece of ass &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I felt like I wasn't all that honest with him. I mean I tried to look at the nice aspects and try to forget the bad stuff...some which bothered me a lot. Perhaps next time I'll be much more forth coming. So Kalih is back on the field. If I got one I can get another...Good thing that like Emma I have diamond like defenses on my emotions...takes a lot more to hurt my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so on to the good things, this might be a bit weird but really I am so happy about it! Degrassi is starting back up in April 7th. Yes that is right, the most dysfuctional high school that teaches you the lessons of life is coming back. Not only that my little boys and girls! But since March 31st they will be showing the episodes that are the most important for people to get a feel of the characters for the new season. The last day will be tribute to the class of graduating seniors: Craig, Elle, Jimmy and my girl Paige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is not all by the long shot. Guess what comes out March 28th, nothing less but the whole season of Degrassi the third season on DVD...I just have to fecking have it. Yea Lei I said fecking! Anyways I am really excited...not I just need to save enough money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Ya,&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Boyfriend hey la hey la!</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T23:36:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-20T23:36:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This last friday it became official. Dave asked me out as boyfriends. Which I really really like. It seems so nice like "Hey boyfriend." So in order to celebrate St. Patrick's Day we went to Mo'z. He had beer and I had my pantie droppers...I love that stuff its just like candy and chug chug alug. I ended up downing four. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I spent the night at Dave's. It was my first night. He was so nice. You see he is a light sleeper and I snore which ontop of that fact I had a cold. Well its easy to say he did not get that much rest. I felt really bad. When he woke up the next day he was pumped for going on a walk. Even though it was freezing cold. Well, boys will be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good. I'm trying to be a good non jealous boyfriend. What can I say I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom left today for two weeks to Arizona. So that means I have the house to myself all this week. I will miss mom but I needed some alone time. She is visisting Ethan...you know my nephew that one I love A LOT. I told her to take many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Check out the Emma Frost colorbar in my Info it kicks ass!</content>
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    <title>Capote</title>
    <published>2006-03-17T06:44:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-17T06:44:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One of the best dialogues I have ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nell: They are dead. You are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capote: And there was nothing I could do to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell: Maybe not. But the fact is, you didn't want to. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it chilling just how much will someone do to get ahead in life. Even if it causes pain to others. I don't ever want to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>In Places No one will Find.</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T07:14:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T07:16:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know I have said this a million times, but David has really been so sweet to me. You really don't know how much baggage you have until you start dating someone, then it comes out of the woodwork. Still, he just holds me and he listens. Could you ask for something more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times I over think things. But there he is telling me that its ok. Not to worry. But I still do. I just hope he doesn't get tired of me beating my head against the proverbial wall over and over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what I &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; like him. But shh it's a secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont get to see him tomorrow though, and that makes me a bit sad. Jessica is leaving for IL for a week and we should spend some quality time. But I can still call him right? Cause I am going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you read this Dave...I just wanted to say thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>The D Tales</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T07:31:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T07:32:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So once again I went to see Dave today. I know this might be weird but I always feel so damn giddy. Pretty school girl of me right? Well I just wanted to share of things about Dave, so you can see what type of boy he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Dave is a boys boy. No, I don't mean he likes boys...I mean he is into masculine things. For instance, he plays hockey! Yea I know never expected for me to date a hockey player. He is also very outdoors, which from what you guys know is not me at all...My idea of roughing it is when the DSL goes wonky or I cannot get a signal from the satellite. But I already told him that I would go camping with him. WTF??? Yea I know! But I really want to. I think it would be fun to go with him. Even if we have to build a fire and there are bugs around, I will probably just squeal and have him kill them...I just hope no frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be nice he will teach me about sailing...I will teach him about theater it will be a very nice thing. He is also very sweet, and seems to be genuinely into me not just my ass. Today he asked me if I would take a supplement if he gave it to me because he got worried because I don't eat veggies...Isnt that just so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just how nice he is. I have tried to be my very confident assured self but for some reason things have not gone that way. First during dinner yesterday I dropped my cellphone between the seat and the wall, we had to get a waitress to take it out with tongs, she even lost a pair trying and had to go to the kitchen for another. Then that night I came out of the bathroom in his house and I could not see, so I knocked a whole table over! Which caused the items on it to go flying. And today I brought popcorn for a movie even though he does not eat popcorn...yea facepalm. And he still is just so damn sweet and doesn't care, just laughs it off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have actually gotten lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Lucky me</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T08:48:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T08:57:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well what can I really say...I have met a boy. And he is really nice. It happened last friday at the gay bar in Muskegon named Mo'z. At first the night did not seemed to be going that great. My friends did not seem to like the fact that my sister Erika had come with. They left early claiming that they "weren't having as much fun as last time." Hello, it was still so early. It usually becomes really busy and fun when its about 1230. But whatever, even though I said I wasn't going to get mad I think I am still a bit rubbed the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had gone by myself to the bar to order myself a drink. And right next to me there was this very cute guy. He was there with a girl. The girl of course just had to see me checking him out, and proceeded to tell him about it. He then did this little head tilt to try to look at me, so feeling weird I took off. Anyways after a couple more pantie droppers I was going to the rest room when I see him and the girl sitting on one of the couches. So I do a 180 go back and ask him his name. Which is amazing since I can get so shy around boys. He tells me Dave. And that is when the story really begins. We talked that night a lot. Until he had to leave...and yes there was some smooches...how could I not he was totally hott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since then he has been calling me and I calling him. Texting back and forth. And I have been able to go on two dates with him. Tonight being the latest,both have been amazing...everything seems to be going great. Keep your fingers crossed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Dontcha love my new icons?</content>
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    <title>Strangest Dream I can remember</title>
    <published>2006-03-05T06:59:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">(Contains Sexual Content)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually my roommate Jessica has the strangest dreams which make no sense at all it seems that it was my turn to endure such a thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I was sitting there with a bunch of my friends, but in real life I don't know any of these people. We were talking about how our boss, another guy i've never seen in my life, is such an asshole. One of the people tells us how they found a porno movie he is in. So this large crowd sits in this large lobby and start to watch it. And it turns out to be a gay flick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly this guy behind us yells at me, "God you really are a fag." Now I cover my mouth because my tongue is sticking out and it had turned into a penis with a hard on. After I wait for it to go down and change back to my tongue I turn around and say, "You don't fucking know me so don't try to judge me." He apologizes. Then the crowd we are in starts singing, and we join them. And swaying to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward I am walking to my car, and it is dark. In the window I see this truck backing up to hit me. I decide to be proactive and jump the ladder in the back and hang on. The drivers starts to do donuts in the parking lot to shake me off. During one of these he runs over a car and totals it. I jump down and he gets out. We decide to act like we don't know what happened. The cops arrive, and keep saying "No information." My cellphone rings. There is this girl on the line saying, "You need to take all the blame this guy, can't go to jail." To which I tell her to go to hell. An officer has overheard us. He is nice looking. He makes me sit down. And start to test me for drugs. His first test is for cocaine. He sticks this straw into my nose and pours coca-cola into them. When they come out they check for crystals in the coca-cola. It tell him, that all I have done is have drink, and I would never do anything illegal. He tells me he believes me because my blood test came back negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he takes me aside and starts to lead me to the bar. The guy that drove the truck sees us and thinks I am turning him in. So he gives up and goes into custody. The cop slams me into the wall and tells me, "Jamie is so pretty." then starts making out with me. When he finishes he says, "Are you one hundred percent sure like that kiss that he was the driver?" I tell him I am. He lets me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go inside this building. People are waving. I go up to this black girl and smile at her. She gets happy because she said we danced together last night. We start to grind and I lick her neck. Then I woke up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea exactly, who fucking knows what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <published>2006-02-18T09:36:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I just don't understand people. Perhaps I am not supposed to...Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this girl today, who was intoxicated. A lot. And she was screaming to guys she liked how she liked them and all that crap. Basically wanting ot get laid...here is the thing last monday she had an abortion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with some people? Am I the only one bothered by this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Quiz...</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T08:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T08:15:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wonderful Ali, led me to this rather intersting quiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/XShakaWTWF/1110482486_keys-skelkey.gif" border="0" alt="Skeleton key"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You unlock everything, because you are a skeleton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;key. You are resourceful and can fit yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into any situation and find a way through. No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one can keep you out, but not everyone will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want you to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/XShakaWTWF/quizzes/What%20sort%20of%20key%20are%20you%20and%20what%20do%20you%20unlock%3F"&gt; What sort of key are you and what do you unlock?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird because, its very true. If anyone would like to take the test and let me know of your results I would love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Brokeback Mountain (Spoilers)</title>
    <published>2006-01-23T08:10:05Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Tonight Jessica and I went to see Brokeback Mountain. It is the story of two cowboys that fall in love. If I remember correctly it takes place in 1967. What can I say. This movie was beautiful. It actually let you feel the feelings that were going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this part where they leave...and well one character goes into a alley and actually starts to regurgitate and cry at the same time. I have never seen a movie that had caught that so well. I've actually felt that same feeling that same great loss that you get so sick not just emotionally but physically. Talking about it makes me feel like at bit. You may think that may be a bit dramatic of me but its true. It's a horrendous feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find love is the most amazing thing and just the thought of thinking that you have to part tears through you like lightning. The movie is sad because they can never be together. It kills me to think that sometimes even true love cannot beat everything. And I get so scared...what if that happens to me? But still I have hope left. That fact alone that there is a successful gay romance in the theaters, means that we are progressing. This makes me think of a quote I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As long as you are not doing anything wrong. People should live openly and proudly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can loving someone be wrong? Regardless, of who it is. Love is the greatest of humans emotions. There is no wrong when it comes to love. And I chose to love openly...everyone should. Perhaps if people learned that, the suffering would stop. I wanna see a world where everyone can be free. Where my children are happy and do not have to hide who they are. Maybe then this story would have a different ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>School of Life</title>
    <published>2006-01-01T07:33:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I just watched, what I can say was a beautiful movie. It had some funny parts, yet from beginning through the end it carried a deeper message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live life to the fullest. That every moment is precious. What else besides this could be considered an undisputed truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie comes out Tuesday, on DVD...I recommend everyone to see it.&lt;br /&gt;School of Life...you will not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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    <title>Why the ridicule?</title>
    <published>2005-12-09T06:18:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today was the last day for my classes for this term. It has been a rather quick ten weeks. And I am very sad because I have met some great people out there. Yet it seems that I will not be having class with them again. I will miss them. I did exchange numbers with a few so that I was able to stay in touch...So I will go over the things that have happened in this last day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principles of Marketing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took the final. It was open book so it did take a while. But here is the thing. Even with open book his tests are incredibly hard since the way he phrases the questions is incredibly awkward. I managed to finish earlier than most. Also you will probably want to know the girl that was annoying...stopped showing up to class. A girl said I made her drop, she was just teasing me...buy maybe. Perhaps she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Human Relations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I did not have to go since I got an A average, with perfect attendance and that meant I did not have to take the final. So I returned my books. They gave me 92 bucks yay me. I have to return another tomorrow because with the discs its 75 dollars without 38...yea 75 five is better. So after eating for a bit Jana, Nicole and I wondered around the school talking, laughing...it was the best part of the day. Better than 92 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral Communications:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this class is always fun. Oh I forgot to mention that I had business attire since in the last speech you get 20 extra credit points if you dress up. Well a guy's speech was on the human genome. He made a comment that if we stretched out the human genome it would reach the sun and back 28 times. Then someone brought up the fact that was amazing yet they did not understand how someone could believe about evolution with that. And the teacher joined in saying sarcastically 'but the big bang' and I got mad. This is not the first time it happens. People always make comments and ridicule others for their beliefs. I girl did a speech on the zodiac and she said that her friend is into witchcraft...THE TEACHER ROLLED HER EYES! YEA THE TEACHER. And girl called her psycho. So today I had enough I raised my hand and said "I thought this class was about us sharing our opinions, not to be judged by other people because of them." The guy apologized and the kid the comment was directly aimed at did not care. I mean why do people have to be like that. I dont get up and say "Jesus is a myth and the bible is just a bunch of stuff people made up." Why do they feel the need to ridicule others. Is this what your savior taught you. Did he not say "Thou shalt not judge others" or how about the infamous "Love one another" is that how you show love. How can you believe in something and yet not be able to follow it...there is a word for people like that: hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways you are probably wondering about my grades two A's and a A-. I am very happy. I wont make the Presidents list but I will make the Deans list which was my goal. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kalih</content>
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