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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2004 08:39:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m not sleeping right now.  i&apos;m not happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m just going to start talking about something because i have to say it to something otherwise i will be keeping things inside which is not good or something and if i actually tell someone in person, they&apos;re going to think i&apos;m crazy.  probably am.  anyway, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t get certain people, er, more certain males, or maybe all guys.  a friend (we&apos;ll call him that because i don&apos;t have the energy to call him what he deserves) is acting weird.  now, my friend says i over use that word and now she doesn&apos;t believe me when i call someone weird.  it&apos;s true.  however, this boy - weird.  i swear he sees me and he leaves the building or the area before i see him so i don&apos;t talk to him.  i swear he&apos;s avoiding me.  see, now i think i&apos;ve hit insanity.  i&apos;m sure these times are just coincidence, but...thanks to my trusty brain, i will continue to ponder.  AND another thing that&apos;s been bother me:  how can someone be special to one if one is not serious about the &apos;special&apos; one?  yeah...that&apos;s what i thought.  point, me.  load of poo, i tell you, poo.  ok, and then there&apos;s this guy in one of my classes.  he&apos;s an interesting one.  maybe i&apos;m paranoid again, but he stares at me with blank expressions.  i would be creeped out by this, except he&apos;s cute and i&apos;m intrigued.  but, seriously, the weird looks - necessary?  no.  just smile, i&apos;m nice.  whoa, i suddenly feel very tired.  bed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2004 21:15:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>write now, i have no words.  none.  nothing.  nada.  i do not get this world or the people who walk around it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i&apos;m going to (hopefully) go read since i have nothing to write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2004 16:13:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>tomorrow i go back.  pahhh.  why why why do i have to go?  this is all i feel like saying.  i&apos;m tired and want to be in bed, but noooo, i have to get ready to go back.  bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2003 03:03:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m feeling strong</title>
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  <description>today i really have a sense of power.  now, i don&apos;t know if this is a temporary thing or not.  i don&apos;t have a plan yet for what i&apos;m going to do, but i CAN&apos;T forget someone.  especially him.  at least not right now.  let&apos;s be real, as much as i say i will forget him, that&apos;s just plain not going to happen.  what i can&apos;t help but thinking, what is the REASON for not telling me?  is it 1) forgot to mention it 2)doesn&apos;t want to hurt my feelings? 3) he likes me and doesn&apos;t want me to stop liking him = making himself appear available and interested.  i could go on forever, but i&apos;m not.  i was reading a magazine tonight and it made me think (believe it or not).  i&apos;ve made plenty of mistakes in my life.  i&apos;ve upset people.  i would say, 92% of the time, those were never my intentions.  how was i to know what i did or did not do/say would end up the way it did?  i&apos;m sure people have a reason as to why they do or say the things that they do.  unfortunately, this reason is not always clear and logical to everyone else and the gesture/comment comes accross as...something else.  or, perhaps this all isn&apos;t a misunderstanding and i&apos;m supposed to know nothing and i was completely set-up, elborate planning and everything.  after all this time, i still think, no way.  a year ago, if someone would have told me what would have happened this past year, i&apos;d never have believed most of it.  it&apos;s been a lot of learning, some disappointment in people, hurt, sadness and maybe even a few laughs.  so, ultimately, perhaps i&apos;ve decided to do nothing because maybe i don&apos;t know the real story or maybe tomorrow will totally change my outlook or how about i shouldn&apos;t be spending time worrying, i should be doing.  no thinking.  doing, seeing, experiencing, etc.  have an exhausting day and use the two minutes after hitting the pillow to reflect on my day:  what i learned, what made me happy, etc. and then get ready for tomorrow, because, who knows?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2003 23:29:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my question to the world ---&amp;gt;  WHY???</title>
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  <description>so i&apos;m just wondering about anything and everything these days, in particular why a certain person hides information from me.  sure, he can tell other people, hell, he&apos;d probably announce something on national television if he thought i wouldn&apos;t see it.  i talked to my favorite roomie this afternoon and she confirmed that this certain person does, indeed, have a girlfriend.  of course i knew this a month ago, but recently i had some questions.  she said yes, though, he does.  i&apos;m ok with this, really, i&apos;ll be fine.  what i DON&apos;T understand is why he won&apos;t tell me.  rahhh.  i don&apos;t get it.  at all.  this just pisses me off to the point of...something.  in 2.5 i&apos;m gonna work off some of this rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, i&apos;m planning something great.  well, i don&apos;t know how great it is, but if it works, it will be cool, hopefully.  i really want this to work out.  we will see soon!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2003 23:57:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>who knows</title>
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  <description>so, i&apos;m back!  woo-hoo, the trip was fun, but i&apos;m glad to be back home.  it was good to see a life very different from mine.  most people i meet will never see what i have seen, and the thought of that makes me sad but also makes me feel incredibly fortunate.  i really wish i had more time and money (obviously) to travel.  i think i&apos;d go anywhere at least once.  or so i like to believe.  lately, pre-trip, trip, post-trip i wonder about what really matters.  does my crisis of the week really matter?  no?  yes?  i don&apos;t know.  most days, i like to think no.  although, if it&apos;s making me unhappy in the present, maybe it does.  hmm, don&apos;t know.  and now the holidays are coming up.  kinda sad, i think.  i don&apos;t know why i feel this way, i just do.  i cannot believe this year is over already.  although, i&apos;m not complaining in the least bit, i am DONE with 2003 (aka worst year of my life thus far).  but then i wonder, will 2004 be any better?  oh, i hope so.  which brings me to another subject - school.  how much am i not looking forward to going back?  i&apos;m terrified that fall &apos;03 will be repeating itself.  so, i spend my break worrying about what&apos;s going to happen.  stupid waste of time, right?  rahh.  okay, i think i should stop now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2003 22:32:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>random thoughts</title>
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  <description>1. i wish i could kick my roommate out and bring back stephanie, the best roommate ever...this is not happening soon enough&lt;br /&gt;2. i want to be done with school.  forever.&lt;br /&gt;3. i got roses yesterday...they smell great!  i wish i could get some everyday.&lt;br /&gt;4. now my roommate is snoring.  can&apos;t she leave alreay?  rah.&lt;br /&gt;5. male type people are dumb.  well, maybe just certain ones.  according to my waiter the other day, he does know of nice guys out there.  what my friend and i wanted to know, where the hell are they???!!  possibly all of them are taken.  actually, that&apos;s what&apos;s going on.  i know it.  or, maybe someone put a loser sign on my back when i wasn&apos;t looking?  okay, i&apos;m done.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2003 04:37:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i wanna cut my toes off</title>
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  <description>the title comes from the fact that my toe region is cramping, how weird is that?  owww.  anyway, big (kinda) news.  someone has a girlfriend.  i use that term in the loosest sense possible.  funny how &quot;someone special&quot; can be found in what, 4.3 minutes?  yea.  dumb as everything.  and oh, who does he tell this to?  not me, that&apos;s who.  i can&apos;t help but think, there&apos;s gotta be some reason he&apos;s not telling me this.  do i really want to go there in thinking it&apos;s because he does like me?  nope.  but i can&apos;t help it.  i saw him today.  he saw me and waited before going inside to talk to me.  he ran into me.  normally, this would have been kinda cute and i would&apos;ve done something back but all i could do was look at the ground.  i so wanted to scream in his face, but of course i can&apos;t.  i don&apos;t think he&apos;ll ever get that this kinda hurts.  unless of course i tell him.  will that happen anytime soon?  who knows.  blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note - the bachelor was on tonight.  sooo great.  that was a shocker.  although, love BAHHH.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2003 03:16:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m a little confused, but this seems fun!</title>
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  <description>okay, so this is my first entry ever.  yay for me!  thanks to carrie for hooking me up.  =)  this could be cool because i have a lot to say sometimes and i tell no one.  now i will talk to my journal.  i&apos;ve tried to keep journals before and it always ends up not working.  so, high hopes for this one.  okay, i really need to be studying here and i know ending like this is so boring, but hopefully i can write more later.</description>
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