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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 13:24:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Home.</title>
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  <description>I am finally back at my apartment! My roommate missed me apparently because he smothered me with hugs. He just missed my cooking. Jake had to go a week without healthy food. He&apos;s dumb. I don&apos;t know what to do with him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my school to sign up for my Fall classes because they said t hey&apos;d be open early...they weren&apos;t. The jerks in the office are liars.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 21:19:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Weather</title>
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  <description>The weather sucks majorly over here in Michigan. Seriously, for the past three days we&apos;ve had severe weather. Trees keep falling everywhere. One fell on someone&apos;s car while she was driving. She was fine, thankfully, just shaken up. I hope it&apos;s not like this for the entire week. I would be pissed. My friend&apos;s Open House is then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother went to the hospital yesterday but he&apos;s fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muse is failing me. I have no inspiration to do ANYTHING. Well...I did about ten sudoku puzzles...but I don&apos;t think that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet is being dumb. I should probably get off.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 04:50:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;This is a part of a short story I wrote for my friend. I&apos;m currently editing it right now so this part is changed slightly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s not my best work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Snippet&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpFirst&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;A dry silence hung in the air like a dead body swinging in the wind. It was stiff, lifeless with tranquility, and suffocating. Tennille Ladislao felt her chest tighten, causing her breathing to nearly stop streaming in and out of her lungs. She tried to perk her hearing to catch any type of sound, but nothing came to her ears; not even the usual loud snoring coming from her parents’ room reached her silent room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Feeling the panic rise in her chest painfully, she rolled over and turned on her radio. Music flooded in her room, devouring the silence that lingered in the shadows of her room. The panic subsided and turned to tiredness. Her eyelids began to conceal the pale blue of her irises&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;In the morning, she woke to the sound of her shrilling alarm clock. It was soon cut off by a violent slap of her hand. She cracked open a single eye, wincing as the numbers of the digital face blinded her.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;5:15 am; time for her morning shower.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Reluctantly, Tennille dragged herself into the bathroom across the hall, forgetting to turn off her radio. She didn’t care; she would just turn it back on when she returned. When her shower was finished, she heard shuffling in the kitchen. The smell of brewing coffee reached her nose. The parental units were awake. She wrapped herself tightly in a towel before stepping out into the hall.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;“Morning, honey,” her mom called through a yawn. Her hand was grasping a cup of coffee, looking as though she needed the caffeine boost. Tennille just waved her mom on and continued to her room. Once properly dressed, she met her parents and little brother in the dinning room. Tennille could see that her parents could need a little more rest but work was a very important part of their lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Tennille, a bit more awake than the rest of her family, sat down at a seat directly across from her father. She ruffled her brother’s hair causing him to groan with displeasure. Conner was always grumpy at six in the morning. Then again, he was only eight, nine years younger than Tennille herself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;“Eat,” her father said looking over some of the files he was reading before hauling himself to work. “Don’t forget that you have a test today.” Tennille looked up at her father with surprise and opened her mouth to ask him how he knew, but he answered her before a sound could form. “Your teachers email me now, so I know you are keeping up with your work.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Narrowing her eyes, Tennille stood and went to the kitchen with an angry flame in her wake. Ever since last year, Tennille’s grades had been slipping. She did horribly on tests due to the fact that she could not concentrate in a silent room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Slightly annoyed with her dad’s newfound love for technology, she stuffed and apple in her mouth, not returning to the dinning room with them. She wanted to fume alone in the kitchen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormalCxSpMiddle&quot; style=&quot;TEXT-JUSTIFY: inter-ideograph; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-ALIGN: justify&quot; align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Verdana&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;Still angry before her normal departure, she left. The car blared with her usual Alternative as she peeled out of her driveway. Her parents didn’t understand. They didn’t know why she was getting bad grades in school; not as if they would take the time out of their schedules to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 04:30:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I decided to try a different genre...I will post a snippet when I&apos;m finished writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 04:20:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kind of...different...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I hadd lunch with my best friend...while his mother was working at the restaurant. It was kind of weird but I like his mommy. She&apos;s cool, nice.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised that she remembered me though...it was weird.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so glad it&apos;s Friday - that means it&apos;s pay day for me!&amp;nbsp;Those are always good days...until I remember that I have bills to pay. Damn it. Bills bog you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend from Michigan sent me a CD...The Ting Tings. It&apos;s weird but I kind of like it. I think I like it because it&apos;s different from the stuff I usually listen to...and shit, I just realized that it&apos;s one of my friend&apos;s birthday today...I&apos;ll make her a card of some sort. I&apos;m probably the worst friend ever!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 01:32:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;There is absolutely nothing going on. Seriously, I have never felt so bored in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I should probably finish up that short story I was writing. I need to type it up and edit it. I haven&apos;t figured out where I&apos;m going to send this one...I&apos;ll do that another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...my mom is pathetic. She is such a hypocondriac.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 16:43:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nothing.</title>
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  <description>I seriously need to get my ass moving on writing. I haven&apos;t written anything new yet. I&apos;m still working on the old stories....great. I still have yet to finish my fanfic - people are getting really pissed about that. [I WILL UPDATE THAT BY NEXT WEEK. GIVE ME TIME.]&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to work in a few hours...I don&apos;t really want to but it&apos;s pay day today! How exciting. I&apos;m almost out of gas.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 16:45:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>About my last post...</title>
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  <description>I take it back. The boy I was talking about isn&apos;t insensitive...he&apos;s just an idiot who got in a lot of trouble. His mama found out about his ongoings...that&apos;s bad...very bad. I used to be his excuse but...that&apos;s not happening anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw him today. I love that kid. He is amazing. Messed up, but amazing. And yes, he is my best friend. I have every right to call him an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to drive up to Michigan this June. I finally got my friend&apos;s invitation [Thanks Tracey]. My friend&apos;s blog is so funny. It happened in Pullen&apos;s class [My old teacher]. He&apos;s so funny. Well I think people should watch it and leave her comments because her friends need some love. After the video you&apos;ll understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ameripino.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;http://ameripino.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the link.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 21:39:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Boys</title>
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  <description>I hate them. &lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;Insensitive bastards.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 01:14:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m Alive</title>
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  <description>Yes, I am still alive. I just hurt like hell. I had to stay in the hospital a little extra due to blood clotting....fun. Once I catch up on my college work, I will post more of my stories...that&apos;s a promise.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 21:51:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Surgery</title>
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  <description>Surgery Tomorrow. I&apos;ll be back around the 16th of April.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 21:43:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another Monday</title>
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  <description>Ah, it&apos;s Monday and for once, it&apos;s a good Monday. I have so much time to do things today. I&apos;m going to finish writing my friend&apos;s short story and finish up with my betas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing wise this is what I want to finish by tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Chapter Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Short Story:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nearly finished, probably a scene or two away from completion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chasing Lights&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Type up the next chapter and post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m nearly finished with chapter two of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suits &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but I have yet to get started on my other ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betas I want to finish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish editing at least three or four more chapters before the end of the night. Hopefully, I can accomplish that. Well, I&apos;d better get on it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 23:01:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nothing to put here</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m so bored. I&apos;ve been doing a lot of beta reading today. I should put my profile on busy or whatever it is.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 23:59:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It started out great but ended somewhat bad</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Today sucked big time today. It started well and all but it sucked. This morning was fine, I picked up my friend, got an A on my Anatomy test...but then came my third class. It&apos;s an online class, and I was supposed to be on a conference thing but my computer kept freezing and I couldn&apos;t talk to my teacher. So that really sucked. My other lab class was good. Then came my writing class. I didn&apos;t have to attend the class because I&apos;m ahead of everyone. Then some stupid professor catches me walking out of the library - which there is nothing wrong with that except for the fact that I have two kids with me and I was babysitting at the time. I just went to pick up my books then go back to their house but he chewed me out for it. I mean come on, they weren&apos;t loud. They didn&apos;t even say anything and we were in there for like, three seconds. He told my that children shouldn&apos;t be on campus espcially when they weren&apos;t my kids. Fuck him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed, I ranted to their mom, who is a lawyer. She got pissed saying there wasn&apos;t a law against kids going into the library for a short period of time. Hell, there isn&apos;t even a rule on the campus saying that kids weren&apos;t allowed on. We weren&apos;t causing any problems anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that sucked was that it snowed...and it&apos;s still snowing. The roads were terrible on the way home.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Mar 2008 01:36:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some aren&apos;t so smart</title>
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  <description>The best quote I heard all day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What is an Outstanding Check, Katie?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t know...an amazing check.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay seriously! Who says that? I couldn&apos;t stop laughing...and I felt rude but that&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several things to do tonight. There is a test tomorrow and I have my Chinese class. What else...I have to edit someone&apos;s scholarship paper and a bunch of other shit. Damn. I&apos;m just loaded tonight. The editing I can do later. I can study tonight before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...GAH!! I want to rip my hair out sometimes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 02:59:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Damn it to hell</title>
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  <description>Gmail isn&apos;t working for me. I can&apos;t sign on to my account. It said it had errors...hmm...well, I&apos;m just going to have to try again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the people I&apos;m betaing for, sorry. It&apos;s been like this for a while. Damn Gmail. I may have to swith over to something else.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2008 02:20:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Well, nothing much hapened...again. My life is seriously boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Starbucks today and got hit on by the guy who always makes my coffee. Isn&apos;t that weird? He tried to give me his number. I said no in a nice way....kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I&apos;m going to be editing my Nanowrimo 07 this month. I&apos;m rewriting the whole thing. It&apos;s titled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fatally Yours&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I do say it&apos;s going to be a good one. After reading how it&apos;s supposed to be anyway. I need to go through and change a lot of of things. Here is my &quot;blurb&quot; of it:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 24pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Rage Italic&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer drags on for Lori as she is forced back at home with her parents. But her home town isn’t quite what it used to be. Strange things are at work, and she tangles herself in its fiery web with only one person to rely on for help; a young man who brings disaster wherever he goes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was my blurb.&amp;nbsp;Well, I&apos;m going to go read or something. &lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 24pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Rage Italic&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+0&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 01:02:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I can&apos;t think of anything for this.</title>
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  <description>Well&amp;nbsp;today was really boring. I didn&apos;t do much of anything.&amp;nbsp;I went to class, then work, and now I&apos;m home. I left my flashdrive in my car&amp;nbsp;so I can&apos;t write what I wanted to write. I guess I can revise my English paper but I don&apos;t really want to.&amp;nbsp;I&apos;m going to look around on my external hard drive for anything to write. Every day I&apos;m going to try to fit in an hour of writing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 01:08:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another day; not very exciting.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Calibri&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Hello everyone.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Here is my umpteenth attempt at posting this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Calibri&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Okay, here it is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Calibri&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Today, my mom bugged the hell out of me by calling me extremely early just so I could go down to have lunch with her. Just to get her off my back, I went. I saw a cute little girl there who said thank you to her waiter in Chinese. Totally adorable. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Calibri&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;We went to B&amp;amp;N and I bought a couple books and a rice bag tote! It’s totally amazing! I’ve wanted one for a long time and I finally got one. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Calibri&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Right now, I’m currently writing my short story &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hush&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and the novel I’m working on, &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need to get my scanner working so I can scan the cover I drew for &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It’s kind of cool once I scan it and color it in. Um…I still need to type the next chapter to &lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chasing Lights&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It’s written out, as I said before.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0in&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Calibri&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;So, yeah, that’s pretty much what I did today. I have nothing to complain about really except for the fact that I’m very bored. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 04:31:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>First Entry</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I finally got myself a livejournal. My friend has one. I&apos;ve wanted one for a long time. I&apos;m going to try to post daily about every damn thing I can possibly think of. Why? Because I&apos;m a loser and it&apos;s great for procrastinating. If anyone knows me from Fictionpress then add me as a friend and talk to my. I promise to leave a comment. I&apos;m just desperate for communication. How lame of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, here goes my journal entry about my boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, my sister came by around noon-ish and we went to the mall and talked to the people who worked there. One of the woman who worked there told us that books we haven&apos;t got were in the back...she was correct so I bought new books. I think that&apos;s the last thing I need. Then we ate, went to&amp;nbsp;wal-mart, visited our dad, and went home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished most of the chapters I&apos;m betaing. Oh trust me, it was a chore. I&apos;ve been sick for a good week and I&apos;m still a little tired from it. The last thing I wanted to do was go through a bunch of text and correcting it...but I needed to do it. I hand wrote the next chapter to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chasing Lights.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I just have to get my lazy ass to type it. I&apos;m currently typing the second chapter to my newest Novel/Story &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Suits&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I&apos;m going to really like this story. I want to post it by the summer. Also by summer I&apos;m going to take down my Adrienne/Zhou series for editing purposes. I need to do that soon...ugh, I guess that means I should probably get myself to finish the story.&amp;nbsp;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that&apos;s it for right now. I can&apos;t think of anything else to say except I&apos;m putting off class work. I&apos;ll do it tomorrow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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