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  <title>Into a dancer you have grown, from a seed somebody else has thrown.</title>
  <subtitle>Carbon</subtitle>
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    <name>Carbon</name>
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  <updated>2008-09-03T13:49:01Z</updated>
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    <title>_waz @ 2008-09-03T09:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-03T13:49:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-03T13:49:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I turned in my first physics quiz blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, it made me think of the AP World History test, where I was asked to leave because I was drawing pictures in the essay sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE WORD PROBLEMS / TEACHERS THAT DON'T SPEAK ENGLISH!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_waz:22399</id>
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    <title>Damn - another beer party outside</title>
    <published>2008-09-01T19:46:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-01T19:46:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Me and Juice went graveyardin' a few weeks back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the really good crisp photos are Juice's.&amp;nbsp; All the kinda-exposed shatty ones are mine lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2786174606_a49f4b982f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2786174276_afb72fba90.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3088/2786173934_77dabe8b59.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3199/2785319425_809cb53fdf.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/2786173186_36611bbba5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3191/2785318789_dfd8c25e48.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3119/2785318473_ee18fd60dc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/2785205113_5b1bfb338d.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3221/2785204729_79b50305eb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2786057946_646793726a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3137/2818035689_17f79c8f9c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2818035465_5875937e54.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3154/2818035355_1546b08f1e.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3257/2818881416_96e5bb5017.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3061/2818025591_43c73f5d06.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/2818881292_de7d2f189f.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3089/2818034911_508756f9b1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, we were some pretty sad prostitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_waz:22226</id>
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    <title>I swear...it wasn't me...</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T17:57:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T17:57:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img height="274" width="419" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/2808439601_808bd61604.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 421px; height: 311px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3038/2808439747_2b33fcb063.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College life thusfar.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_waz:21800</id>
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    <title>college lol / dead</title>
    <published>2008-08-25T19:39:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-25T19:41:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your first day today?&amp;nbsp; I'm sincerly interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had physics with this professor who is from Germany.&amp;nbsp; Shirt half tucked in, blue jeans, the works.&amp;nbsp; And I can't understand what he's saying, even if I try really hard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;My old prof. told this story of a kid (who was supposed to be in intro chem) and ended up sitting in on organic chem for the first week by mistake.&amp;nbsp; How one can make that mistake, I have no idea.&amp;nbsp; Anways, I felt like that kid in calc today.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea what was going on.&amp;nbsp; I have one more class today, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this walking is going to kill me.&amp;nbsp; For realz.&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&amp;nbsp; There is a keg/meat party outside.&amp;nbsp; Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>i hate people</title>
    <published>2008-08-24T04:05:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-24T04:05:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a teensie bit excited about school starting.&amp;nbsp; Except for I ordered my physics book from some ghetto chinese website that won't ship my book or reply to my emails.&amp;nbsp; It's also comforting to know that&amp;nbsp;they have my credit card info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with me tomorrow, Ms. Ren!&amp;nbsp; I don't work!&amp;nbsp; Where do you live!?</content>
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    <title>_waz @ 2008-08-19T11:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-19T15:48:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T15:48:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am the boy your mother wanted you to meet.</content>
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    <title>_waz @ 2008-07-29T20:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T00:49:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T00:49:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Bennigans in Lakeland closed today, if you haven't heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little, they served me&amp;nbsp;a frozen hot dog.&amp;nbsp; Not just cold, rock-solid-ice in a bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Life List</title>
    <published>2008-07-27T00:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-27T00:27:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So there is this community in the LJ Spotlight where people post their goals to do before they die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I could make a life list.&amp;nbsp; And it would be very&amp;nbsp;inspirational and have insight into the mind of Erin.&amp;nbsp; But I could only come up with three things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Get my Pharm.D&lt;br /&gt;2,&amp;nbsp; Legally change my middle name to Ansley&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Shave my head completely bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much insight,&amp;nbsp;I guess.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;:-/&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_waz @ 2008-07-24T23:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-25T03:25:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-25T03:25:01Z</updated>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Supermarket Grabfest</title>
    <published>2008-07-21T05:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T05:11:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class='appwidget appwidget-qotd' id='LJWidget_1'&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have three minutes to grab everything you can from a supermarket. Which items do you go for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=469'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=469"&gt;View other answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
First thing, I grab all of the cheese bagel bites, for obvious reasons.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I grab all the "Roni's" (rice, pasta...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then I'd probably have like 30 seconds left (lots of Ronis) so I'd make like a madman to the chip aisle and blindly&amp;nbsp;pull as many bags from the shelf as&amp;nbsp;I can in the remaining seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you go for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1 AM and my "roomate" and her "boyfriend" are desperatly packing the kitchen to be out by tomorrow's deadline.&amp;nbsp; I hear this HUGE shatter and glass break all across the floor.&amp;nbsp; Instead of thinking "omg I hope they are okay" I instead worry that the broken&amp;nbsp;object was one of my favorite coffee cups from the collection, or worse, a beloved Pyrex dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>_waz @ 2008-07-14T20:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T00:35:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I've been summoned for jury duty.</content>
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    <title>work</title>
    <published>2008-06-25T19:10:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-25T19:10:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Journal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got my 4th black cat, bringing the kitty total to 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother: "How do I tell them apart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I'm still&amp;nbsp;in the process of pre-employment at CVS.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It has been 6 weeks and I am so ready to start yet they are so&amp;nbsp;slow.&amp;nbsp; I start my "Issues in Music" class&amp;nbsp;online Monday.&amp;nbsp; If it is anything like "online p.e.," I will die.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be my friend.</content>
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    <title>waiting for a porch party</title>
    <published>2008-06-08T23:02:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-08T23:02:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am waiting for school to start, to quit my job, to start another job, to sign up for classes, to move out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having nothing to do outside of work is DRIVING ME CRAZY.&amp;nbsp; No person I've told understands this and calls me crazy, but let me explain.&amp;nbsp; I've got years of school ahead of me and the longer I wait, the longer I'll be&amp;nbsp;a student, basically.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got a job at CVS.&amp;nbsp; I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>midnight baths</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T04:33:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T04:33:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Obviously I enjoy making myself miserable.</content>
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    <title>bored...such a strange feeling...</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T16:47:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T16:47:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Alright, it has been a year since I've taken pictures off of my camera.&amp;nbsp; So I've made a picture post to celebrate this momentous occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2336/2480143075_c2a02fe99a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old."&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Will someone please call the surgeon?"&gt;So we went north last winter.&amp;nbsp; I hate snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/2480143089_6b837e61ba.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2324/2480917746_2d394ea273.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2171/2480917738_9d6704d8f7.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2350/2480917732_448e03a7e8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3106/2480917720_9cfeac9c74.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2480917712_dd840d56d0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/2480917708_91657d3fcc.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2181/2480087853_5b14e182a3.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/2480087845_fafe992790.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2111/2480087839_faefab7361.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3094/2480087833_571de10853.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2276/2480087827_ba98056316.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2303/2480087819_aae4d7e7c0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2323/2480122049_5b19a46290.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3148/2480122059_d3ed69554b.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2235/2480122075_0ded04ca13.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2062/2480122071_1196147fe0.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point I put a desk together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2480143069_8393e362ff.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Trevor did "Trunk-or-Treat."&amp;nbsp; Ours was by FAR the scariest/best.&amp;nbsp; I mean, come on, we had a coffin, vampire, evil scientist, etc.&amp;nbsp; Some "cute trunks" i.e. soccer mom vans won due to political bs, but ours was the best!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2336/2480143075_c2a02fe99a.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2363/2480143079_70f731f430.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, even I'm scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3282/2480143081_6c983af421.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that school is over, I don't know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>white framed glasses</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T23:10:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T23:10:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;"Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good/bad day.&amp;nbsp; Good in that I had Burger King for breakfast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Bad because the attorneys/witnesses were yelling during the depositions at the office today.&amp;nbsp; And that makes me really nervous.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Also, I washed my car and the ground was speckled with red paint chips afterwards.&amp;nbsp; And not sprinkle-sized chips, I'm talking top-of-the-bag potato chip size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast I'm crocheting again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my icon ruuuuuuules.</content>
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    <title>Calculus final tomorrow = death</title>
    <published>2008-05-01T01:34:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T01:34:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;people come and then leave forever and i dont like it because i want them to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much like i don't like my job or lakeland or relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.</content>
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    <title>I quit.</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T15:06:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T15:06:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was a vegan for 4 months.&amp;nbsp; But today, I woke up and said "if I don't have an Egg McMuffin sans ham in 30 minutes, I will die."&amp;nbsp; So I&amp;nbsp;guess I am back to a normal vegetarian again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think it may have been the "lentil loaf"&amp;nbsp;I attempted last night, which turned out to be more like cubed vomit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh McDonalds, I am home again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&amp;nbsp; Finals next week and I am done.&amp;nbsp; I should be excited or whatever, but really I'm worried.&amp;nbsp; What am I supposed to do with myself for three months?&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>There are no perfect endings.</title>
    <published>2008-04-11T03:03:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T03:03:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So this thing called "prom" is this weekend.&amp;nbsp; It's like this thing where kids dress up reallll nice and buy many things to look beautiful and rent fancy limos and eat at fancy places and then go to this "special" party.&amp;nbsp;And at this party the so called "teenager" dances like its 1999 and the likes.&amp;nbsp; After the party, the "teenagers"&amp;nbsp;may&amp;nbsp;opt&amp;nbsp;to go to&amp;nbsp;more parties or just skip to getting laid.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways, this night is supposed to be the best night of a senior's life and such, or so I've heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the atmosphere at the "school" I go to has been buzzing because prom is this weekend.&amp;nbsp; And everyone is excited.&amp;nbsp; I can't figure out why, though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Why would one waste so much money to go to school, except this time its at night, in fancy clothes?&amp;nbsp; Why not just dress up during the day and save the extra trip?&amp;nbsp; The same people are going to be there, so what is the point?&amp;nbsp; Seriously, do you really believe all your dreams will come true?&amp;nbsp; Is it some sort of "perfect ending" to one's school-life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>This game is lame.</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T03:56:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T03:56:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A:&amp;nbsp; Days where nothing means anything and you're exposed to tb and breath in iodine gas and basically hate life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:&amp;nbsp; What is calculus II?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="355" alt="" width="250" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2104/2352851815_359ac918e5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days, the narrator inside my head doesn't even make sense.</content>
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    <title>Haten Life</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T05:43:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T05:43:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;14 hours &amp;amp; 3,477 words later, my chemistry project is (almost) done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I still think it won.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_waz @ 2008-02-16T17:23:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-16T22:23:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;FRICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my FAFSA dealine!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it.</content>
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    <title>I am Jewish.</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T03:13:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T03:13:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Journal;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for WV in less than 12 hours.&amp;nbsp; I haven't packed.&amp;nbsp; I haven't wrapped gifts.&amp;nbsp; Hell, I'm not sure if I have any clean clothes.&amp;nbsp; Plus I have to go to midnight mass to keep my mother sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my insurance bill was 4 digits.&amp;nbsp; That damn vehicle isn't even worth that much!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, life.</content>
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    <title>_waz @ 2007-12-17T01:12:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-17T06:16:27Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;And I am O negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNIVERSAL DONOR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I fear that there will be a caste system based on blood type.&amp;nbsp; Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I have been on a Blockbuster streak as of late.&amp;nbsp; Seasons 1-3 of Nip/Tuck, Season 1 of Six Feet Under, Ocean's 13, and this terrible movie called "White Coats" have been exposed to me this month.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_waz @ 2007-12-13T17:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-13T22:36:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Journal;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as I am getting myself out of those "akward relationships" with some people, I'm somehow managing to form others.&lt;br /&gt;I was nominated for a silver garland in science, but I don't think I am going to apply because&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;a.&amp;nbsp; I have no shot in hell&lt;br /&gt;b.&amp;nbsp; I don't care about being in the newpaper&lt;br /&gt;c.&amp;nbsp; Unknown people cannot know my identity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is it for now.&amp;nbsp; Work Work Volunteer repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&amp;nbsp; If you have been to&amp;nbsp;a George Jenkins varsity girls soccer game this week, you would've recognized that sexy announcer's voice as my own!!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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