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  <title>EraFides</title>
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  <updated>2007-07-15T00:42:26Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erafides:6152</id>
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    <title>Cathy tagged me!</title>
    <published>2007-07-15T00:42:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-15T00:42:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Instructions: Each player starts with 7 random habits/facts about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog,you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged. Tagged by&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_versiondefected' lj:user='versiondefected' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://versiondefected.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://versiondefected.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;versiondefected&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facts/Habits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I soak myself in the shower before I actually start showering&lt;br /&gt;2) I love pillows&lt;br /&gt;3) I turn on the radio and dance around my room when no one is looking&lt;br /&gt;4) Dirty thoughts pop up when I'm most bored&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm not as confident as I may seem, usually I'm doubting my abilities to do anything, but I feel it's too late to turn back too.&lt;br /&gt;6) Sometimes, I unconsciously yet purposely try to get others to crush on me, and then feel guilty if anything does happen.&lt;br /&gt;7) um..... um.....&amp;nbsp; I epilate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;People&lt;/b&gt; (I don't think I have 7 people)&lt;br /&gt;Yusuke&lt;br /&gt;Bebe&lt;br /&gt;Jesu&lt;br /&gt;Jannath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_a_tangy_fruit' lj:user='a_tangy_fruit' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://a-tangy-fruit.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://a-tangy-fruit.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;a_tangy_fruit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_alukiera' lj:user='alukiera' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://alukiera.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://alukiera.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;alukiera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erafides:5899</id>
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    <title>Update</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T11:30:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-06T10:51:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well... my life has certainly taken a turn, for the better or worse I know not, but it's definately more rocky.  Well, Greg and I are no longer friends anymore, we're not even talking, and GC blocked me on AIM (I don't know why), so I took them both off my everything.  I guess.. I'm not really surprised or saddened that things never got so fa--- that things didn't go all the way with him, but I'm really hurt that I lost two people who I considered very close friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd since, being the Nora that I am... other work is piling up so there's a 90% chance that you won't see nor hear me for the next 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I heard Tiffany and Damon (sp?) broke up! noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!  Watching those two together since the 7th grade gave hope to me and several others that things last.  Eh.... they don't but it's still nice to hope and have the illusion that they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tranfer out of my English class... because my dad suspicions of my teacher being racist and testimonies of other fellow classmates have convinced me that she's not a fair grader.  I mean come on, if someone gets all 90's on essays, tests, and quizzes, and you give them a 75?  And I've NEVER gotten a low grade in English, and suddenly this year I fail?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'l also recruiting for OTB (again), but it's only open to the class of 2009 and 2010.  It's a science thing so if you know any hardworking smart kids, send em my way.</content>
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    <title>An update</title>
    <published>2006-10-30T16:00:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-30T16:00:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well... just an update on things.  For those of you who don't know, yea, Greg and I aren't talking anymore... those who know me really well can imagine how I felt, but seriously, I'm not going to stay on this.  I'm sixteen and I till have my own life to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Saturday night I went to a Halloween party with Annie, Johnathan and Chritina ((all from Seth Low)) at some club in Flushing.... it was okay.  After dancing with about five guys you would think that there would be at least ONE good dancer, but they all sucked ass.&lt;br /&gt;Before that I went to Ryan's B-day party, that was fun and I wish I stayed there.  I had to bring Derek along becaue since my mom is hospitalized again, I have to be the woman/mother of the family now.  No wonder why Lesya and Annie always called me mothering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Mitchelle came over, ome shit happened and we both ended up crying on our bedroom floor.  That was fun, and it's nice to have someone closer I can relate to now.  Too bad I still feel as if I need to stay a bit more in isolation.  My new friend have been helping, than Neko, Alex, Mitch, Leya, Annie, and Jeu!!!  And The Guy peron.... lol.&lt;br /&gt;My report card was nice, I have an 86 average, but if you do the conversion I have a 91.3 average.  My only problem wa French, I got a frigging 70 &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;'&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i the firt science lecture too, I hope everything come out alright.  Sorry Max and Yuriy that you couldn't make it, Hopefully you can make it next time, but thi on eis so cool!  The guy has a fri ubmarine that look like a shark, and even has the mostly correct anatomy.  The teel ribss,  the skin, and the guy controls it with a joytick lying on hi stomach,  it' like a really cool vido game!  And from the picture, he look really young to have won tha nobel prize.    &lt;br /&gt;P. I'm orry for spelling and stuff, I'm typing blind because the monitor is off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm in my Architectural Design class, but I'm bored, ain't I a great student?</content>
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    <title>erafides @ 2006-07-13T14:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-13T18:23:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-13T18:25:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, another quick update because&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000cc"&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_versiondefected' lj:user='versiondefected' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://versiondefected.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://versiondefected.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;versiondefected&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is making me. So, I went shopping with her then we&amp;nbsp;met up with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_alukiera' lj:user='alukiera' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://alukiera.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://alukiera.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;alukiera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We sat outside the house a bit and stared at her fountain, went for sushi, then I spent the night at &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_versiondefected' lj:user='versiondefected' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://versiondefected.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://versiondefected.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;versiondefected&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s house.&amp;nbsp; And my dad sort of scolded me yeserday for that because it was a weekday.&amp;nbsp; My dad has to leave the house before eight and my mom can't get home before eight thirty.... and my baby bro who's only eight years old isn't allowed to be home alone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; --_--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before we went home we visited Greg at work, at starbucks, and got free fraps!&amp;nbsp; Then arcade, and bubble tea and...... yea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow I'm going to a sweet 16 (HAPPY SWEET 16 ZALLY!) and.... voila, this post is done&amp;nbsp; ^_^</content>
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    <title>quick update</title>
    <published>2006-07-07T15:29:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-07T15:29:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sooooooo ummmmmmmmm........... longtime no see!  Ahh... so, Greg and GC took me to six flags for my birthday, got several gifts and yea.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally 16, I got into architecture, and I'm doing nothing and getting fat over the vacation.  For my b-day, I had a small last minute gathering... literally last minute and we played pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at pool again  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!  I went to some Christaning a while back... some rich folks.... really cool... house on a hill, billiards table, ping pong table, bar... everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went underwear shopping with Greg yesterday!  That was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later guys!  muah!</content>
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    <title>erafides @ 2006-04-30T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-30T21:23:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T23:08:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">mmm.... it doesn't really hurt for the same reason anymore....&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that people would be more open, you shouldn't toy with someone's feelings... and make it so obvious...&lt;br /&gt;Being replaced always hurts, if it's a job, or friend, family, anything... it always hurts...&lt;br /&gt;mmm.... no, it doesn't hurt as much anymore, just a small needle prick.   But still, I fear needles and I always get dizzy lol..... nothing big.... just a small needle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I'm a big girl now neh?  Time to grow up, harden, become independent... no more, no more...</content>
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    <title>erafides @ 2006-04-09T11:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T15:50:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T23:09:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lol.... what can I say about my life?  Stressful, I feel like friends hate me now, and I've just been really grouchy lately.  I also found out that so many people think I'm a lesbian, and two of my closest friends can't tell when I'm acting stupid just for the hell of it.  Everyone knows that I act like a child most the time, but they shouldn't mistake me for truly acting and thinking like a child.  I know people say that they treat you depending on how you act... but.... *sigh* I don't know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop being all hyper and stuff, but when the time comes, I go back to my defensive childish state.  I want to be strong, but... I'm just in so much pain for reasons I can't say, and I don't want others to worry.  How can people worry if they think you're happy and hyper, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't want to "grow up" as some people would say, I feel way more mature than I appear, it's just that when I show it... it gets so lonely.  Then I go back to being childish again, it's my protective little shell...</content>
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    <title>erafides @ 2006-03-04T01:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T06:22:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T06:22:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey guys... long time no update, well here's a shot at 1:16AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I have secret plans for tomorrow night  ^_^   Sorry, can't post it online, but I can't wait.  My classes are going well, I'm just worried shitless about this one term project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I'm also clueless as to what I should do.  I mean, I know how I feel about the guy, but.... wow... let's just say I learned something about the heart... it doesn't always break in two right away, it just cracks slowly until it can take no more and *SHATTERING GLASS NOISE* and it goes bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathy has been pushing me to level on WoW.... well, I'm trying to level when I have time.  And sorry guys if I've been acting emo lately... I don't know how long it will last but i hope it ends soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;3 my nii-sama!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erafides:4319</id>
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    <title>erafides @ 2006-02-03T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T03:42:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T23:10:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Very odd week, I've seen people more times this week than I have the year before.  Actually, this whole month!  Including Greg, Gincarlo, Alesya and Annie, the guy at the resturant, Francis (guy I've only seen a few times), Brian (senior I haven't seen or talked to in a long while), and Geo/Gio(?)  (Brian's friend).  I also started talking to Zaly alot, and I actually had two, small, .... PLEASANT convos with Si Wen.  VERY odd month for me....</content>
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    <title>erafides @ 2006-01-11T17:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T23:05:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T23:05:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Guess what, I got my new glasses today... they look better on me than my old ones but I'm not as thrilled as I should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is fucking losing it again.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, she's a complete bitch, my teachers are jackasses.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't finish any of my homeworks in the past week, and I stayed up to midnight working on them.  Today, I have the record amount of HW.  Finals are coming up, teachers are assigning both HW AND PROJECTS... I mean what the fucking hell?  &lt;br /&gt;And by teachers I mean fucking Shtab and Felix.  And I have family problems and goddamn government to add on top of it all!&lt;br /&gt;Lily and Irene decided to get rid of John and Rachel.   I mean, those two, I didn't even get a say in it!  I am an executive board member, I HAVE to be informed and I NEED to have a say in these decisions!&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit... they just announced it at the end of the meeting to the WHOLE government!  That is so harsh!  &lt;br /&gt;Whatever..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODDAMN!  I hate everything.... it's just so pointless, so helpless....</content>
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    <title>bleh</title>
    <published>2006-01-09T23:55:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-09T23:55:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know what to do anymore.  I just have no more will do to ANYTHING anymore.  You know, when you get up in the morning and look foward to a few certain events, or to see those few certain people that make your whole day worth while?  It feels like all that is lost... I am fighting for a lost cause, working for a lost future, trying for a lost happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..... that's all I will say.... goddammit I need to be away from all this....</content>
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    <title>hmmmm</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T04:38:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T04:38:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nothing happened recently, just went to the movies with Yuriy, Alesya, Sergey, Cathy, Yuriy's friend Max.... and.... um.... my imaginary boyfried! Yea.... I have one... okay maybe not, but that's not what's important.  We saw Saw 2, and I feel bad for Yuriy, I cut off the circulation in his arm.  It's not because it was scary, the movie was just gory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, I brought Derek to Yuriy's house, hung out for a bit, went out to play basketball with his friend Vlad.... went over to Vlad's house to play WoW, went back to Yuriy's house.... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD FINALLY GOT THE LAST PIECE TO HIS COMP!  I can't wait for my little baby to be put in my room!  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really dissappointed with the newsletter committe though, those of you who didn't get me your articles for the newsletter.  Also, I missed 1st period makin 1200 copies, and wasn't able to distribute them... grrrrrrrrrrrrrr..............</content>
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    <title>Hallows Eve</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T03:12:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T03:12:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went to school with my neon blue hair today, and dressed in that witch-like shirt that's been gathering dust in my closet.  Dr. Shtab said he liked my costume, but it wasn't really a costume, but I wore it as if it were a costume and.... yea.&lt;br /&gt;At first I was worried that guards wouldn't let me in school, but what the shit can they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went trick or treating today with Lesya and Yuri (sp?).  It was fun, especially since Lesya dressed up as a guy, and looked super hot as a guy.  I'm probably not going to eat the candy, so I'll give it to Derek.&lt;br /&gt;um... luckily I didn't get egged, and my parents still aren't home, YES!  gotta do me honors global hw now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT OUT OF SCHOOL BEFORE FIVE O'CLOCK TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;What a miracle.</content>
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    <title>about you</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T03:08:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T03:08:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written</content>
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    <title>erafides @ 2005-10-29T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T02:06:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T02:06:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my knees hurt.  And no, if you are sick, perverted, and nasty, I have not been doing THAT.  I had my first sculpture class at Cooper Union today.  I had to crawl alot along the floor and crap.  It was really interesting and hard to describe what we did, but I'll try to find a scanner and scan pics or something post them when I see them next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, went to MOMA yesteraday, and might be going again for the class trip next sat.  Then I slept over Cathy's house and got sick... isn't that great?</content>
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    <title>Ski Trip</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T22:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T22:48:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not going on the Ski Trip anymore.  It's too much hassle, packing, getting there, getting home and still having to finish all my homework.  Not to mention I'll probably get a meeting that weekend. I mean, there's no point of me going anyway.  I have no real close friends in this school, and what happens if I go?  Carrie will be too busy with her friends. I never do anything more than flirt with Katey as we pass by. Moonia and I aren't even close and we'll end up rooming together.  The slope for the skiing is pathethic in the fact it's not steep and the snow ends after about 6 seconds.  I probably won't be able to eat the food, we have a curfew, and lots of other things.  I meight as well just convice my dad to give me 200 dollars and let me go out shopping, movies, museums, and other things to do here.  I want to go see Oz, so I'll just drag a few people there that weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I really wanted to go, and I'll probably regret it, but there's always next year.</content>
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    <title>GUITAR!</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T02:32:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T20:32:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I GOT MY GUITAR!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;guitar ---&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mercadolibre.com.ar/org-img/preview/MLA/032005/15976239_1958.jpg"&gt;http://www.mercadolibre.com.ar/org-img/preview/MLA/032005/15976239_1958.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FENDER STRATOCASTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg gave it to me today.  We met at around... five o'clock.  Well, actually he was late, so it was more like 5:38 *mutters curses*  and I was early too..............&lt;br /&gt;Well, he taught me a few chords and stuff for tne next two hours.  It was super fun! And he was such a show off.... grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guitar was so goddamn heavy though, my hands are still shaking from carrying that thing all the way home.  And my dad was being a caca head.  He wanted me to teach him how to play and started lecturing me on why I didn't ask him before I went out.  um.... because I'm 15, and if I had to ask him if I could go everywhere, I'd have to ask him about each meeting, junior achievment, afterschool activities like Open House and Orientation, Outreach stuff, band meetings, and now I can't hang out with friends I haven't seen in a long while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was the senior breakfast, bleh.  I didn't really do anything except get ideas for the class of 2008.  .... I'm gonna go watch some anime now.... see ya!</content>
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    <title>PSAT</title>
    <published>2005-10-12T20:27:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-12T20:27:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The PSAT took place today, periods one to three.  I ended up getting a goddamn headache during the last 40 minutes of it, and started getting nauseous as soon as I got off the train this morning.  I ended up like that all day unril I finally ate at the cafe with Cathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, she's back from Boston.  I was worried that something happened there because my uncle (who lives in Boston) kept calling us this weekend.  And since he was talking in arabic.... yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anywho, I walked home in the rain because I forgot my umbrella in school, stupid little me.  And my mom started yelling at me when I got home.  Saying that I was going to get sick, I'm going to get so physically weak that I'll die soon.  I bet she can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got into another fight, yea, about her being a mother and all emo and crap.  "I never had a mother," "I don't know how to love," "No one ever cared about me," "I had to survive on my own," "I was stupid to marry your father," OH BOO HOO!  She's been saying that for the past 17 years.  If she wanted that to goddamn change then she should do something about it, if she doesn't want to, then she should shut the hell up and stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have noticed my change in writing, it's because Cathy was complaining earlier about it.  I'm used to writint like a five year old, so please excuse the akward feeling you might get reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................... *GLOMP!* Me all wet! *pout* oh well... rain rain rain rain rain is cold and it tastes like water!  Me bro is a bratty brat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I couldn't resist)</content>
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    <title>daddy's birthday</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T03:04:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T03:04:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Daddy is 41 years old today!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't get him a prestent, me have no money  =*(&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS CATHY??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rooming with the junior President or VP or w/e because I have no one else to room with on the ski trip! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm a winner!  Mr. WIlliams gave me a medal after the academic assembly!</content>
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    <title>Guy</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T02:30:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T02:30:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yesterday, I saw a guy that GC and onii-san usually make fun of....... and I saw him again in the halls of my school.  Explains why he's a looser.... like me, and many other technites.   Um... I tried to call Cathy to see if she is going on the trip, but I guess I'll have to make preperations without her... but I want to be in the same room with her and and and.... *shifty eyes* nothing....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, I was talking to Daniil today, and he was trying to hit on me.  When I told him I wasn't interested, he asked why... I answered the truth about wanting to focus on me studies and waiting till me 19.  He prob. thinks I'm crazy now.  Do you????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/e  me bored.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic Assembly tomorrow, I might be presenting an award... *yawns and steals your pillow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz...ZZZZZZz...Zzzz...ZZZZZ..zzzz</content>
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    <title>Hung out with bro</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T00:06:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T00:06:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YAY! today I saw my onii-san and GC&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, we went to a vege resturant and and and.... I didn't finish me food lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!  When bro went to the bathroom, me and GC poured some of my lychee ice into bro's soda.... but he didn't drink it when he got back  &amp;gt;=(     all that work for nothing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Columbus Park, then the arcade where they played video games.  GC is really good at DDR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;And I ate Jap food with Olya and Alesya and Surgey yesterday after Lesya's volleyball game.    St. George lost to St. Vincents... w/e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TT beat me up yesterday... he's mean.</content>
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    <title>Derek's birthday</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T16:37:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-02T16:37:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dammit.... it's Derek's birthday and I haven't gotten him a present.  My mom made me go out and get cake, and and and Mitchelle made me go get a present for him with her!  Me mad because Surgey is such an asshole and I want to go out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this comp will be going into my room soon.....</content>
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    <title>erafides @ 2005-09-29T21:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-30T01:49:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-30T02:28:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There has been absolutely nothing new.... but my goddamn brain hurts because of all my HW and Cathy being mad and and and....&lt;br /&gt;arg!  Derek is so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;And his birthday party is on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll get him a .... um............................&lt;br /&gt;LIPSTICK AND NAIL POLISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I'll give him all the old makeup I never use</content>
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    <title>hi</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T00:35:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Um... hi&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new, I'm just uber pissed that O'Neil cancled the ski trip.  I prob wouldn't go because Cathy can't go and me daddy no let me go unless she go and .... *CRIES*</content>
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