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  <title>Version 2.4: Neogreen</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 07:51:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMMM</title>
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  <description>I LOVE YOU OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for not drinkin andm shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully not sick this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I can still type proper English if I try.</description>
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  <lj:mood>drunk</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 09:27:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New journal layout</title>
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  <description>Because I need to increase my daily intake of green.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 10:49:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bi-polar</title>
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  <description>I see the sort of stuff she gets to do, and dammit... I wish I could be there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really aren&apos;t the same anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 08:59:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Irony&quot;</title>
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  <description>I wish that Facebook would stop suggesting that I &quot;reconnect&quot; with people that I don&apos;t really care to &quot;reconnect&quot; with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which really begs the question, &quot;Why do I even have these people on my friends list in the first place?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn if I know.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 19:20:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey!</title>
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  <description>My friend Kim is making and selling kickass stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a lady/are a lady/enjoy wearing jewelry anyway, go here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.etsy.com/shop/missbui&quot;&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/missbui&lt;/a&gt; You can find some neat Christmas ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from this, I hate dreams where your teeth fall out. Fuck.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 01:09:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>orly</title>
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  <description>Interesting...</description>
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  <lj:mood>disappointed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 08:43:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Reflections</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m not sure yet if this will be brief or not. How about we just get some thoughts down and go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I&apos;m not sure. Sometimes I wish that I was a little more outgoing, that I had a few more friends. Sometimes I wish I could feel a little more sure about myself, about my choices in life, about my talents. Sometimes I wonder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night, I had a dream... Half-conscious dream. I get those sometimes, where I&apos;m only half asleep, but I&apos;ll have vivid pictures or, well, storylines pop into my head. Anyway, I was reborn in the same place, to the same parents, in the same sort of situation, only this time I was born with all of the memories I have now. I knew everything that I had already learned, that I had done, who I had met. And yet, as I grew older, I didn&apos;t use this knowledge to do anything extraordinary. I continued on with my life as normal (albeit with slightly better grades this time around, heh) until grade seven, when I had my first encounter with Jamie. The latter half of the dream was spent trying to convince him that we would one day be married. It didn&apos;t really go so well; he kind of thought I was a weirdo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had that sort of dream a lot lately. I&apos;ll be re-born into different situations. I wonder if my mind is trying to tell me what could have been, or if what is right now is really the best I could have hoped for. It&apos;s difficult to interpret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been dwelling a lot on the thought of school. I can&apos;t wait until I&apos;m down to the last few shreds of time left in my deadline so I can stress myself right the fuck out and do everything at the last minute. It&apos;s funny how you really don&apos;t know what styles work for you until you try the one that you think will work better, only to discover that it really doesn&apos;t. I like my deadlines. I need to have them sooner. I work better with deadlines, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been writing a lot recently. I think I&apos;m going to have a secret love affair with one of my characters, though. Lol, seriously though, I really enjoy writing about this one individual. He&apos;s so entertaining. Naturally, I&apos;d love to be able to write about my favourite character, but dammit all, I had to make him stuck in the realm of darkness for the entirety of the first book, didn&apos;t I? Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... yeah, I dunno what else. I think I&apos;m done now. Bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 21:03:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lame</title>
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  <description>I see only one person being that way, and it&apos;s probably not who they&apos;re thinking of.</description>
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  <lj:mood>sleepy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 01:21:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmm.</title>
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  <description>Even though, for the life of me, I cannot convince myself to do a damned productive thing with myself these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel so happy. I&apos;m so content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really... I have nothing to be sad about. All is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is well for everyone else, too. If not, hopefully it gets that way soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love.</description>
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  <lj:mood>cheerful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 07:18:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>k</title>
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  <description>3/5 intended Adamant armors received. Not sure if I&apos;ll bother with the 5th, or even with the 4th if I don&apos;t get it soon. There&apos;s always the carry-over games to get it. 3 should cut it for my next playthrough. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, why can I not convince myself to do any work? I&apos;m tired of my incessant procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Before bed, one chapter at minimum. Okay? Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: For the record... I didn&apos;t do as I said I would. PROMISE that I will read two chapters tomorrow to make up for it as I have the day off.</description>
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  <lj:mood>dunno</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 02:08:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Okay.</title>
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  <description>Against my better judgment, I decided to give FF4&amp;nbsp;DS another try, because quite honestly, I&apos;d really like to see the ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fought some flan princesses, PINK&amp;nbsp;TAIL, FIRST&amp;nbsp;TRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF4&amp;nbsp;DS, I forgive you.</description>
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  <lj:mood>geeky</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 10:20:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...</title>
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  <description>Or I&apos;ll just go over here, now.</description>
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  <lj:mood>hurt</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 04:16:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>tiny animals?!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://oddee.com/item_96492.aspx&quot;&gt;oddee.com/item_96492.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&amp;nbsp;AWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, these guys don&apos;t want their photos posted, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&amp;nbsp;VIEWS&amp;nbsp;FO&amp;nbsp;YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>AWW!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 04:20:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well,</title>
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  <description>She&apos;s not exactly the one I wish hurt upon, but it&apos;s still funny as fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile... &amp;lt;333 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahaha.</description>
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  <lj:mood>amused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 04:25:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m so confused...</title>
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  <description>So, on the website... it says the mark for my essay was 100%, and yet just now I received an e-mail saying he finished marking it and gave it a 94%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean... That&apos;s still a good mark, but it&apos;s kind of a kick to the balls. Like, seriously.&amp;nbsp; Don&apos;t bother to post anything until you&apos;re sure what mark you&apos;re going to assign it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, whatever. A 4.0 is a 4.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;m tired as fuck.</description>
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  <lj:mood>wtf?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 19:10:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fuck.</title>
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  <description>For the love of christ, can I please stop having tooth problems? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to win the lottery just so I can spend it on new teeth. For fucking christ sake.</description>
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  <lj:mood>angry</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 08:16:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fuck.</title>
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  <description>I seriously need a fucking day off or something. For fucking Christ sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so tired of having to get up in the morning for x days in a row. God damn it. Can I not fucking sleep in for once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s not even what&apos;s making me really mad. But I don&apos;t have time to go into that because, naturally, I have to be up early tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, kill me.</description>
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  <lj:mood>pissed off</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 06:56:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>=\</title>
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  <description>There&apos;s something wrong when a 100% essay isn&apos;t even cheering me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it&apos;s pretty damn cool, but what exactly does that even mean right now?</description>
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  <lj:mood>depressed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 02:00:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YAAAAA</title>
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  <description>HOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 75% on the garbage essay! That means I got an 84.6 in the class!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they round up. I&apos;m fairly confident that&apos;s the difference between an A and an A-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still... W00000000000000000000000T!!!!!!</description>
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  <lj:mood>ecstatic</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 00:05:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>x_x</title>
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  <description>If I&apos;m so damn concerned about schoolwork, why the hell am I still sitting on the internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a paradox.</description>
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  <lj:mood>worried</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:01:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Uh...</title>
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  <description>&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk165/x0beautiful--/youllneverfind1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I found this nice little tidbit on someone&apos;s blog on another site and it made me scratch my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the only phrase I&apos;ve ever heard that manages to put oneself on a pedestal while at the same time putting them down. Does that make it like an oxymoron? Oh, wait, it&apos;s just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not going to sugarcoat this, but are you fucking kidding me?&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m pretty sure that if some guy saw it fit to break up with you, he probably DOESN&apos;T want to find someone like you. He wants someone better. And you better bet your ass he&apos;s going to find one. Probably one that doesn&apos;t think loving him is &apos;stupid&apos;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly. Do you really REALLY think that that kind of an attitude is going to win him back? Are you seriously telling him that a) he&apos;s never going to find anyone other than you, and b) that no other woman would be &apos;stupid&apos; enough to love him, and yet expecting him to come rushing back into your arms once he realizes his folly? SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No girl is stupid enough to love you like I do!!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I&apos;m not interested in staying with someone who&apos;s stupid. Bye.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>annoyed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 08:57:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fuck</title>
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  <description>God has shat in my cornflakes today, holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Don&apos;t feel like going into it. Bunch of fucking assholes.</description>
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  <lj:mood>really pissed off</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 20:14:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>=\</title>
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  <description>I had a bad dream last night. It was centered around the fact that I was in my old elementary school with all of my high school classmates. Things started off simple enough, with classes going on and whatnot, but then, one of my teachers informed us all that we were going to be killed in a nuclear explosion at x particular time. Everyone in the classroom seemed to be perfectly accepting of this fact, maybe as though they didn&apos;t hear her, but I was frantic. I told her to shout it over the intercom to let everyone know so they could evacuate the building. She refused and said that everyone else already knew. After a while of trying to convince my friends to run away with me (unsuccessfully), I finally ran towards the exit. One of my friends was standing there at the door, and I told him I would miss him and shook his hand, then I went towards my father&apos;s house in southridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the park just outside my house, another friend of mine caught up to me and said she was coming too. We saw another friend waiting on her doorstep, watching in the direction of the school. We decided to go take shelter in her house. As we were waiting for the explosion, the time the teacher quoted had come and gone and yet there was still nothing. The friend whose house it was wanted to just stay at home and skip the rest of the day, but I wanted to go see what was going on. When I got there, the landscape had totally changed. It almost looked as though there had been an explosion, because the grassy field was replaced with dirt and debris. Among the people still left were a few friends, characters from harry potter, characters from sailor moon, and people from other random cartoons as well. I had a few random interchanges with some of them, and then I went back into the school, only to be told I had to defeat some sort of monster that had found its way in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was about where I woke up. The second half of the dream was relatively weird, but the first half really made me feel uncomfortable. Also, I really wish that I would stop dreaming about certain people from my high school years. It really pisses me off to see some of their faces, let alone to still be in love with them in the dream world. Ugh.</description>
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  <lj:mood>uncomfortable</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 23:02:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3333</title>
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  <description>If any of you have failed to watch this series, I&apos;d like you to watch it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;3&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;4&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;5&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;6&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absolutely the most wonderful thing I&apos;ve ever seen. I cried like a baby at the end of the last one. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>touched</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 19:21:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I always feel better about myself after purchasing new classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m excited to start them, but I guess I should finish these ones first, huh? Darn...</description>
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  <lj:mood>chipper</lj:mood>
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