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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 04:40:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s been awhile</title>
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  <description>Actually I never used lj ever, but I felt like updating all my blogs today so yeah. School just got out so I&apos;m pretty friggin&apos; bored even though somehow I still have to make up a class -_- Things are just starting to get back to normal now after half a year of people dying and struggling to hold a job and school. School beat out the job and I think it&apos;s for the best to just move on in spite of everything thats happened. Relation-shits and hangovers are a completely different story =)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2004 02:19:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dependent</title>
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  <description>Usually I would say I&apos;m not dependent on anything, and then my internet crapped out. It was only a week but it seemed like forever. I think it&apos;s weird, because it&apos;s not like I really do anything on the internet. I just like log on to aim and wait till someone comes on that wont mind me bothering them. This is also weird, because theres not that many people on my buddy list, and even less I talk to. Maybe it&apos;s because I crave attention like a little kid. Maybe thats why I act like an idiot and just be weird. I mean I was only alone for like three months, but since Ive distanced myself from people most of the time, and rotate from being provocative and just angry to acting stupid or just staying alone and being depressed. Most people I know think I&apos;m just an idiot, but I might be much more complicated than they would think. Notice how I have gone from talking about my internet crashing to something a little deeper. I&apos;ll stop typing before I get lost too deep inside.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2004 02:29:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The escence of the Demon</title>
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  <description>I believe that bad things happen to people when they are most vulnerable. Like today, I expected the day to go fine. For awhile it did. Then everything else becomes a blur. I don&apos;t know what pissed me off first, but I know that I can&apos;t stand people trying to push their own ideas onto me. As the day goes on I&apos;m getting more and more pissed off. Then I&apos;m thinking back and stuff that happened this morning is starting to piss me off. Like I get to school on time, but i forgot my gym clothes, so I go back and get them. By now I&apos;m running back to homeroom when some teacher is like stop. Why the fuck do I have to stop for the national anthem. I&apos;m about to be late but I have to stop. Then I try to leave again and she tells me to stop again, for the pledge of allegiance. Then I&apos;m late for homeroom. Yippee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the day stuff pissed me off. Then my mind starts to drift elsewhere. I start to think about everything that happened to me during the summer. By this point I&apos;m not even thinking straight. All I&apos;m thinking about is about this bad shit I wish never happened that I can&apos;t fix. All the bottled anger and hatred of fifteen long years has taken shape. I can&apos;t shake it off. Maybe I&apos;ll be better again tomorrow, though I highly doubt it. I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll ever be all right.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 02:38:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Not a bad day (sorta)</title>
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  <description>The day started off with me being late for school, because I positioned my arms perfectly under my pillow with my head on top, and my arms kinda went numb. And I&apos;m sitting there with an alarm clock ringing in my face, and I can&apos;t move. I have no freakin clue how I escaped, but what the hell I was free. So i get to homeroom a little late, but I hate homeroom anyway, it&apos;s boring (really boring). So like I said it wasn&apos;t a bad day some teachers out is never a bad thing, I recovered my lost algebra book (sarcastic yay), and for once the day wasn&apos;t a complete and total waste.Wooooohooooo!!! Maybe tomorrow will be better cause like I said some teachers out is never a bad thing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2004 03:05:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Little Hitler</title>
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  <description>I have a few names I&apos;ll go by. Some of these include......demon, asshole, bitch, guy who rob my store, midget, fucker, devil, son of satan(if phil&apos;s satan, I don&apos;t wanna be his son) and so on, but the one I hate most is little hitler, because demon sounds kinda cool. So I may not be good at shaving, at least last year more than now, but one day I accidentally shaved half of my mustache off, So I&apos;m like &quot;I&apos;ll shave half the other side too to even it out&quot;. Not a good idea. To anyone with a mustache, NEVER DO THAT, EVER!!!!!. Shave the whole thing off. So like my hair looked like hitlers, and the mustache too, So it does&apos;nt take alot to figure out where I got that name. So like I almost completely got that outa my mind when my friend decides to remind me. He&apos;s like yeah little hitler, and I&apos;m like  what? So I&apos;m like that sounds like a pizza place. We both laughed for like a half an hour. I can now imagine Adolf Hitler making a pizza, wearing a kiss the cook apron. It&apos;s all too funny for words. I&apos;m still laughing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2004 00:55:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>weird hair</title>
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  <description>So this morning I see this commercial on T.V about this garnier fructis styling gel. It looked cool, because the idea was you just mess your hair up with this stuff in it and it does the rest itself. If you haven&apos;t yet figured it out I&apos;m lazy (extremely). So I buy this stuff(it was 2 dollars, so what the hell), and I use it so now I have this weird mo-hawkish look. It wont wash out. Will I look like this forever?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2004 00:45:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>School is boring, but sleeping there is Dangerous</title>
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  <description>So I forgot to write in this thing for like a couple days. I doubt people actually read this.......however this ones kinda funny. So like class was getting really boring one day, so I opened up my backpack and laid down in it. Then like a half an hour later the bell&apos;s about to ring. I had a falling dream and woke up and jumped up out of my seat screaming with my backpack on my head. That&apos;s why you shouldn&apos;t sleep in class, but it probably looked really funny though. So now I&apos;m off to go do something else boring and pointless.(organ music)Homework.(gasp)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2004 02:24:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hello</title>
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  <description>Hello everyone, my name is matt. ::waves as he is attacked by a leprechaun for stealing his lucky charms:: &quot;Damn you lucky!&quot; I&apos;m like new here so why not tell you about my day, it is a journal anyways. Before this story a public service announcement about wearing chains. If you like to dangle things from your pants ::insert reproductive organ of your choice::, like chains, wallets, etc. be aware of the danger you are putting you and your &quot;little soldiers&quot; in. So the day was going normal (ha I said normal)except that the whole day I&apos;m like getting my chains caught on stuff. I have my homeroom in the auditorium and I was getting up and got stuck in the chair, later at my house I&apos;m walking and I get caught on these nobs on my bathroom sink, and only a few seconds later on my door::it&apos;s an accordion door people)propelling me into the nearest wall possibly giving me a concussion. So even further into the future I have to go deliver my subscription to an anonymous magazine ::insert whatever you like::. So I&apos;m riding my bike and I have to break , so I put my foot down and I pulled the chain around the break. I could&apos;nt get the bike to stop or get off. Eventually the bike flipped over, but I could&apos;nt get myself loose from the break. So I had to like take my pants off in front of the post office. People are looking at me weird because I&apos;m wearing my Hawaiian style boxers with flowers on them. So I finally get free and with my pants on I quickly deliver the subscription and get on my bike and take off. Well you get the idea, stupid weird shit like this happens to me every day. Chains can also cause some sexual side effects, these may include......................Or at least I think so it hurt like a bitch, those things probably are&apos;nt swimming right, lol.</description>
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