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  <title>pages.</title>
  <subtitle>indie.</subtitle>
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    <name>indie.</name>
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    <title>revisit.</title>
    <published>2005-09-01T03:39:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-01T03:40:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Water Runs Dry [Boyz II Men]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The balcony has become a humble place, my own personal zen space, an attempt to freeze time so that I can contemplate what is on my mind, what is going on in the world, what I will accomplish, what I will do if I fail, to essentially be a philosopher. It's ironic that until recently I hadn't realized how much I rely on that space until I saw how quickly things I take for granted and things I cherish can be taken away from me. Whether it be an act of god, one of mother nature, a spiritual uprising slammed to earth or just an occurrance that cannot be explained, everything before us is either material or mortal--nothing that can be seen lasts forever. In saying that I touch upon two things that have been topics on my mind, one for several months and the other since this morning: love and what I cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting positively I will say that love and emotions can last for an eternity even after both parties have passed on. They are naked from the human eye, inexplainable and defy all means of logic yet they empower us, motivate us and defy mortality; the messenger may die but the idea is bulletproof. Once set in motion, the path of emotions can not be stopped. It plows over obstacles regardless of if we want to feel that way or not. It is one of the world's greatest honors to feel love yet it is unexplainable. when someone asks you what is love, what do you say? Extreme caring about one another? The will to die for the one you love? The insatiable need to fulfill that persons desires and wishes? How do you respond and ultimately what does love mean to you? I sat in philosophy the first day of class and the first thing I learned was the thing rooted in my mind all alone; the power of philosophy lies not in it's inability to provide answers but in it's ability to ask the right question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene from the balcony captures the entire city in my sights; I see the mountains, the towers edifices that surround downtown, the monstrous complexes filling the cities to provide entertainment, it's all placed right in front of me. I sat there in awe and then recalled what had occurred in the past 72 hours. An entire city had been demolished. It crumbled under the pressures of nature. Our "modern" ways of life and all the technology we possessed could not stop nature from destroying over 200 years of life. Buildings, freeways, businesses, homes, lives were lost to the towering waters and there was nothing that could be done to prevent it. If this can all happen on hurricane turf, what's to stop a long overdue earthquake from destroying our city. Los Angeles is no safer from the tumultuous San Andreas Fault than New Orleans was to the fury of Hurricane Katrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do? Either way mother nature catches up with you. There is no safe haven, terror will reach you and there is no fighting it. We set up barricades to keep up safe but are they really keeping us safe or rather closing us in? Is the glass half empty or half full? All simply matters of point of view and free will. Are you going to live everyday in fear, stay inside your home and contemplate when Judgement Day has befallen the miserable world or will you take chances, make mistakes and discover the true nature of life? Will you look at your life and want more or be content knowing that you're loved by family and friends? What can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-indie.</content>
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    <title>theshibz @ 2005-08-08T22:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-09T05:28:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-09T05:36:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>End of the Road [Boyz II Men]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't know how well this will go, nor do I know how many people will actually read it or how those who do read it will react--here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit out on the balcony at least once every day. Staring out into the sky I realize how often I take the scene for granted--the calm view of the city that I adore and couldn't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I peer out onto the horizon and think of what the future has in store, how in a year everything I had expected to be wasn't and everything I expected to never transpire actually has. I then wonder what this year will bring and how in a year there is a strong possibility that I will be watching my best friend, the single most influential person in my life, the person that I care for as much as a person could care for another, walk down a road that I dare not follow and in doing so saying goodbye to the one person I counted on always being by my side. I take you for granted because you're so close, I feel that if I wish hard enough you'll change your mind and the possibility of you leaving will disappear but my attempts are futile and foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk out the door and down the hallway. I watch the white walls as I do and recall the emptiness I once felt. The times that I was without you, rather before I met you, and the times that I've almost lost you. The walk down the hallway is a short trip yet so many memories fly through my mind as I walk down it every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take an elevator ride downstairs and look at myself in the mirror. Who am I or rather who have I become? I have witnessed many changes in the past year, yes I know who I am because I have defined myself, but does the world know who I am or have I simply shut them out? Does everyone else see the person that I see when I glare in the mirror, or is it just a trick of 'smoke and mirrors'? Then the last thought pops into my head right as the elevator dings, who am I without you in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I exit the elevator, the door right in front of me to enter the world I had viewed from above yet I am hesitant to exit. Is it too much to walk into this world alone knowing that there might be a time when you're not there or is it just fear of what I will come across in this metropolis? The door is less than ten feet away yet I'm frozen in my spot. The elevator door has closed behind me and two choices lay in front of me; do I turn around and return to the safe view from above and wonder what if or do I walk out into the world where you are and embrace the time we have left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice to return to this safe place has always there but I've never chosen it. A life without you is simply not a life at all. You have become such an influential person in my life stemming from showing me how I was destroying my body to showing me that there are people that actually care about me in this world. Thank you so much for everything you have done and conitinue to do for me; even if I don't always say it or show it, I truly do appreciate everything you do for me and everything you are to me, you're my best friend in the entire world and we've only been friends for a year--I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rarely do great beauty and virtue dwell together as they do in you." --fortune cookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I ask everyone who's reading this to do me a favor (yes I know I've asked you all to do this before but so much can happen in such a short period of time): what do you think of me (both the good and the bad)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-indie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if you're writing a comment about what I've written and you know who it is (or think you do) please just don't use any names, thank you.</content>
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    <title>informant.</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T05:38:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-11T05:38:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Downfall [TRUSTcompany]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so people ask me why I don't write anymore&lt;br /&gt;why I don't update as often as I used to&lt;br /&gt;why I'm not as open about my life on this&lt;br /&gt;journal, simple reason--I'm just not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing, no other practical thing makes&lt;br /&gt;me happier, I just wish I believed in myself&lt;br /&gt;as much as the people that love me do, I wish&lt;br /&gt;I had the capability to believe in myself as a&lt;br /&gt;writer, to believe in my work, my "talent" as&lt;br /&gt;some may put...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am my worst critic because I will never&lt;br /&gt;believe that I can accomplish anything,&lt;br /&gt;mainly because I strive to be perfect, a&lt;br /&gt;word thrown around in this town too often,&lt;br /&gt;but something I still strive to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I foolish for trying to reach what is&lt;br /&gt;practically unreachable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take 'modern' thought into account&lt;br /&gt;then yes because I'm reacing illogically and&lt;br /&gt;irrationally due to the fact that I follow my&lt;br /&gt;heart rather than what I'm told is the truth,&lt;br /&gt;so when those two sides are pitted against&lt;br /&gt;each other in an arena such as society, no&lt;br /&gt;one can really be positive of the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could follow my heart and lead a life of&lt;br /&gt;prestige and excellence, the glorious life&lt;br /&gt;of a writer that I would love to possess or&lt;br /&gt;I could follow that path as a failure, a thing&lt;br /&gt;that is so unacceptable in the world we&lt;br /&gt;have all grown in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know if anyone is going to get&lt;br /&gt;the point of this, some will, some won't&lt;br /&gt;but that's life I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can I break away&lt;br /&gt;push me away, make me fall&lt;br /&gt;just to see, another side of me&lt;br /&gt;push me away, you can see&lt;br /&gt;what I see, the other side of me"&lt;br /&gt;-downfall [TRUSTcompany]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--indie.</content>
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    <title>decline.</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T04:40:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T05:10:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Everything [Lifehouse]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"all the knowledge I possess everyone can acquire,&lt;br /&gt;but my heart is all my own." --goethe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in twenty.seven days, I will leave the realm that I&lt;br /&gt;have lived in, found comfort in, and grown in&lt;br /&gt;over the past seven years; for myself and about&lt;br /&gt;one.hundred.eighty other seniors, LACES will be&lt;br /&gt;a mere memory, high school will be four years&lt;br /&gt;that will never be forgotten yet put in the back&lt;br /&gt;of our minds only to be recalled at certain points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat by my window today, I looked at the world&lt;br /&gt;outside, the world that existed outside of high&lt;br /&gt;school; I watched the news, I saw what the real&lt;br /&gt;world had to offer, the crime, politics, gruesome&lt;br /&gt;human nature of it all; I talked to some of the&lt;br /&gt;people that have made my senior year unique&lt;br /&gt;and saw that high school gave me more than I&lt;br /&gt;could have ever asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never met people quite like those I have&lt;br /&gt;met at LACES; they are truly one of a kind and&lt;br /&gt;have all influenced me in one way or another,&lt;br /&gt;to those people I owe my life, to them I am&lt;br /&gt;thankful because they have made me the&lt;br /&gt;person I have grown to be over the last seven&lt;br /&gt;years; senior year has been truly amazing and&lt;br /&gt;to say goodbye to the friends I have made&lt;br /&gt;will be the first real challenge of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you replace what your heart has&lt;br /&gt;become attached to over the past four (and&lt;br /&gt;in some cases seven) years? how can you just&lt;br /&gt;continue your life without knowing the next&lt;br /&gt;time you will see those people? how can you be&lt;br /&gt;that selfish and just leave them, the people that&lt;br /&gt;have become like family, who have, in most&lt;br /&gt;cases, become a part of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after talking for hours to various friends and&lt;br /&gt;thinking about this subject in great detail,&lt;br /&gt;how do we get along with all these things&lt;br /&gt;the answer is simple; we just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are no set rules, nothing to live by&lt;br /&gt;we just live everyday as if it was the last&lt;br /&gt;and we have fun doing so, there are so&lt;br /&gt;many things that I have learned, so many&lt;br /&gt;people that have left imprints on my heart&lt;br /&gt;and I will never forget them, I will never&lt;br /&gt;be without them, they will live on in my&lt;br /&gt;memories because they are part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've been writing for over an hour&lt;br /&gt;now, and have barely made a dent in&lt;br /&gt;what I am trying to say so I'm just going&lt;br /&gt;to end it here; there are people that&lt;br /&gt;stand out in my life and for the most&lt;br /&gt;part they know who they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-indietodrownin.</content>
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    <title>finalmente.</title>
    <published>2005-05-10T06:37:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-10T06:37:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>That's All [Michael Bublé]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well after millenia of waiting, I FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;got my license peoples (yeah I'm a little&lt;br /&gt;late on posting--psycho ap tomorrow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, just been thinking,&lt;br /&gt;some food for thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can only give you love that lasts forever, &lt;br /&gt;and a promise to be near each time you call. &lt;br /&gt;and the only heart I own &lt;br /&gt;for you and you alone &lt;br /&gt;that's all, &lt;br /&gt;that's all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only give you country walks in springtime &lt;br /&gt;and a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall;&lt;br /&gt;and a love whose burning light &lt;br /&gt;will warm the winter's night &lt;br /&gt;that's all, &lt;br /&gt;that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are those I am sure who have told you, &lt;br /&gt;they would give you the world for a toy. &lt;br /&gt;all I have are these arms to enfold you, &lt;br /&gt;and a love even time can't destroy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear, &lt;br /&gt;you'll be glad to know that my demands are small. &lt;br /&gt;say it's me that you'll adore, &lt;br /&gt;for now and evermore &lt;br /&gt;that's all, &lt;br /&gt;that's all."&lt;br /&gt;--That's All [Michael Bublé]</content>
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    <title>something.</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T06:55:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T06:59:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Thank You For The Venom [My Chemical Romance]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">fifty days left until graduation and I've&lt;br /&gt;just about given up I think pretty much&lt;br /&gt;everything that has to do with going&lt;br /&gt;to class, doing work and caring about&lt;br /&gt;high school besides the minimum I've&lt;br /&gt;got to do in order to graduate--that is&lt;br /&gt;of course until a certain someone&lt;br /&gt;basically showed me how retarded I am&lt;br /&gt;being--yes there is no reason to go to&lt;br /&gt;class but it doesn't give me the right to&lt;br /&gt;fuck up when there's only a finite amount&lt;br /&gt;of time left to spend, especially with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of "friends" we arrive at tonight's&lt;br /&gt;topic, "friendships" and yeah just a quick&lt;br /&gt;message I guess because I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;rant and rave and get frustrated over something&lt;br /&gt;that I've actually semi-put behind me and&lt;br /&gt;don't really care about fixing anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have a problem with me, don't say&lt;br /&gt;shit behind my back especially when you&lt;br /&gt;know it's going to come back to me because&lt;br /&gt;you say it around my friends or their friends,&lt;br /&gt;just say it to my fucking face...I don't even care&lt;br /&gt;what you're saying, but just say it to me since&lt;br /&gt;I'm the person you've got the problem with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other light, for people that've changed&lt;br /&gt;[including myself], just because you've got&lt;br /&gt;a new aspect in your life or because you've&lt;br /&gt;discovered how to be a different person, there&lt;br /&gt;are negative aspects to everything that we&lt;br /&gt;perceive to be positive--nothing comes without&lt;br /&gt;consequence so if you're going to change be&lt;br /&gt;aware of what is possibly negative...I realized&lt;br /&gt;mine and changed because I didn't like how it&lt;br /&gt;changed some of my friendships...so just a&lt;br /&gt;warning or I guess sign I don't know just felt&lt;br /&gt;like writing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I guess you can tell I am just kinda ranting&lt;br /&gt;because I'm pissed, I'm not in the best of moods&lt;br /&gt;and I think I am stressing even though there is&lt;br /&gt;nothing to stress over...maybe it's just a lack of&lt;br /&gt;caring that's making me like this I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;honestly I don't really know what this entire&lt;br /&gt;entry is about because it's written mostly in&lt;br /&gt;anger and frustration...but yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're always the one that's by my side no&lt;br /&gt;matter what, even when I'm extremely wrong and&lt;br /&gt;talking out of my ass because I'm frustrated for&lt;br /&gt;reasons only you know, you're my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;my confidant, the unique person I have my&lt;br /&gt;most treasured friendship with...thank you for&lt;br /&gt;always being there, for always telling and showing&lt;br /&gt;me when I'm being stupid and jerk-ish, for&lt;br /&gt;always standing by my side in my times of&lt;br /&gt;need, for never turning your back on me even&lt;br /&gt;in our darkest hour, for just being you...&lt;br /&gt;I love that, I love our friendship, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three more people that I truly cherish but&lt;br /&gt;don't really tell enough or am as close to&lt;br /&gt;anymore and deserve an apology from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ronnie, jennifer, rachel:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not always being as open, sorry for&lt;br /&gt;not always being the person you've all known&lt;br /&gt;for seven years (well four for webbie I guess),&lt;br /&gt;sorry for everything I think you guys can kinda&lt;br /&gt;get the just...I love you all so much and I truly&lt;br /&gt;can't imagine life without you all in it...I'm always&lt;br /&gt;here for you, thank you for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-indietodrownin.</content>
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    <title>loneliness.</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T05:24:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T05:47:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Learn To Be Lonely [Phantom of the Opera]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">child of the wilderness &lt;br /&gt;born into emptiness &lt;br /&gt;learn to be lonely &lt;br /&gt;learn to find your way in darkness&lt;br /&gt;who will be there for you &lt;br /&gt;comfort and care for you &lt;br /&gt;learn to be lonely &lt;br /&gt;learn to be your one companion &lt;br /&gt;ever dreamed out in the world &lt;br /&gt;there are arms to hold you? &lt;br /&gt;you've always known &lt;br /&gt;your heart was on it's own &lt;br /&gt;so laugh in your loneliness &lt;br /&gt;child of the wilderness &lt;br /&gt;learn to be lonely &lt;br /&gt;learn how to love life that is lived alone &lt;br /&gt;learn to be lonely &lt;br /&gt;life can be lived &lt;br /&gt;life can be loved &lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;--learn to be lonely [phantom of the opera]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe, it's&lt;br /&gt;time we all just got a little&lt;br /&gt;comfortable with being&lt;br /&gt;lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;may.three&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs:&lt;br /&gt;-glory/us [acceptance]&lt;br /&gt;-all I've got [the used]&lt;br /&gt;-I don't wanna miss a thing [aerosmith]&lt;br /&gt;-hope you're happy [dashboard confessional]&lt;br /&gt;-night out for the downer [damien jurado]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;albums:&lt;br /&gt;-worse for the wear [the new amsterdams]&lt;br /&gt;-transatlanticism [death cab for cutie]&lt;br /&gt;-futures [jimmy eat world]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;focus.photo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/indietodrownin/gallery/gershbw.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite pictures in&lt;br /&gt;the world is this one of me in&lt;br /&gt;front of my house; changed it&lt;br /&gt;into black and white to give&lt;br /&gt;embrace it as simple and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-indietodrownin.</content>
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    <title>remains.</title>
    <published>2005-05-03T00:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-03T00:46:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Glory/Us [Acceptance]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so last week alwan came&lt;br /&gt;to english and told us to&lt;br /&gt;write a poem, subject of&lt;br /&gt;our choice and he said use&lt;br /&gt;some kind of style or whatever&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't follow what he&lt;br /&gt;said because I never do,&lt;br /&gt;but this is what I wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;remains.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes shut, windows covered&lt;br /&gt;laying there cold and alone&lt;br /&gt;outside, birds chirp&lt;br /&gt;the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;and the world seems&lt;br /&gt;to simply pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the one that&lt;br /&gt;remains in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and the one that my heart&lt;br /&gt;yearns to hold once more&lt;br /&gt;you're the demon inside&lt;br /&gt;yet an angel from heaven&lt;br /&gt;you're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes shut, windows covered&lt;br /&gt;time seems to stand still&lt;br /&gt;we always spoke of the future&lt;br /&gt;but how could we predict&lt;br /&gt;that our love was not eternal&lt;br /&gt;that we were not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the one that&lt;br /&gt;broke the mold&lt;br /&gt;the one I can talk to forever&lt;br /&gt;the one I still&lt;br /&gt;feel destined for&lt;br /&gt;and in time, I hope&lt;br /&gt;we'll end up together&lt;br /&gt;I love you…&lt;br /&gt;           forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hopeful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes shut, listening&lt;br /&gt;laying there together&lt;br /&gt;outside, birds are silent&lt;br /&gt;the sun beams into the room&lt;br /&gt;and the world seems&lt;br /&gt;to simply pass us by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes, I see&lt;br /&gt;the one that remains&lt;br /&gt;in both my heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;the one that my&lt;br /&gt;heart beats for&lt;br /&gt;you’re my better half&lt;br /&gt;the angel on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;you’re everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes shut, listening&lt;br /&gt;time seems to pass us&lt;br /&gt;but it’s irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;we spoke of our future together&lt;br /&gt;predicting our eternal love&lt;br /&gt;that we were made for each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes, I see&lt;br /&gt;the one that broke the mold&lt;br /&gt;the one I can talk to forever&lt;br /&gt;the one I am destined for&lt;br /&gt;and when the world seems&lt;br /&gt;to merely pass us by&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remember what I see&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes—I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-indietodrownin.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:theshibz:60174</id>
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    <title>renaissance.</title>
    <published>2005-05-02T02:54:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-02T02:58:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Glory/Us [Acceptance]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's been a good hiatus, but I'm back&lt;br /&gt;mainly because maintaining a site&lt;br /&gt;was extremely time consuming and&lt;br /&gt;having a livejournal is just easier for&lt;br /&gt;me to do what I love to do, write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably start posting more of&lt;br /&gt;my own writings or quotes and stuff&lt;br /&gt;in addition to the blogs and art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new stuff, same layout,&lt;br /&gt;livejournal.redefined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-indietodrownin.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:theshibz:60112</id>
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    <title>parting.</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T07:30:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-23T07:30:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Goodbye Again [Vertical Horizon]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I guess for me livejournal is dead&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I just find no use&lt;br /&gt;in updating anymore, so I guess&lt;br /&gt;right now I'll be leaving--I might&lt;br /&gt;come back, I might not, I don't&lt;br /&gt;really know...if you wanna keep&lt;br /&gt;up with my life or whatnot, all&lt;br /&gt;my stuff is on the &lt;a href="http://www.kihaku.now.nu" target="new"&gt;kihaku.it&lt;/a&gt; site&lt;br /&gt;blogs, photos and all that.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:theshibz:59835</id>
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    <title>exploding.</title>
    <published>2005-03-18T06:49:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T06:49:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Smile That Explodes [Joseph Arthur]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"too young to fall &lt;br /&gt;for a light I think I see &lt;br /&gt;can't say for sure &lt;br /&gt;the plants have died, &lt;br /&gt;my hair has grown &lt;br /&gt;from the thought of you &lt;br /&gt;coming home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz it ain't easier &lt;br /&gt;waking up at dawn &lt;br /&gt;to find I lost my crown &lt;br /&gt;if I found you there &lt;br /&gt;with flowers in your hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;till we came back down &lt;br /&gt;a smile that explodes &lt;br /&gt;I could never understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room, too small &lt;br /&gt;to get by without the help out alcohol &lt;br /&gt;pin my arm to the wall &lt;br /&gt;now I'm too gone to fight &lt;br /&gt;not afraid to fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it ain't easier &lt;br /&gt;waking up at dawn &lt;br /&gt;to find I lost my crown &lt;br /&gt;if I found you there &lt;br /&gt;with flowers in your hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;until we came back down &lt;br /&gt;a smile that explodes &lt;br /&gt;I could never understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write one more &lt;br /&gt;letter I won't send &lt;br /&gt;except for across the floor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though things are getting better&lt;br /&gt;with me and certain people and life&lt;br /&gt;there's always something that's just&lt;br /&gt;not right, not the way it used to be&lt;br /&gt;and I hate that, I hate that we're&lt;br /&gt;not the same, I hate that the world&lt;br /&gt;I had exploded and I'm still trying&lt;br /&gt;to piece it all back together, is it&lt;br /&gt;a futile attempt, am I that stuck in&lt;br /&gt;the past, or is there a future?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:theshibz:59456</id>
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    <title>flying.</title>
    <published>2005-03-14T06:26:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-14T06:26:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Several Ways To Die Trying [Dashboard Confessional]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">one day I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;and leave all of you&lt;br /&gt;behind, all of you that&lt;br /&gt;I love and cherish,&lt;br /&gt;everything that I've&lt;br /&gt;taken for granted,&lt;br /&gt;all the half-finished&lt;br /&gt;friendships and the&lt;br /&gt;ones that barely&lt;br /&gt;started, the people&lt;br /&gt;that left my heart,&lt;br /&gt;even the ones that&lt;br /&gt;never had a place&lt;br /&gt;in or near it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not even the rejection&lt;br /&gt;that's bothering me,&lt;br /&gt;it's knowing that&lt;br /&gt;eventually I'll have&lt;br /&gt;to say goodbye to&lt;br /&gt;so many people that&lt;br /&gt;have changed me, to&lt;br /&gt;so many people that&lt;br /&gt;I love and that love&lt;br /&gt;or loved me, to walk&lt;br /&gt;away from love is so&lt;br /&gt;amazingly hard and I&lt;br /&gt;don't think I'm actually&lt;br /&gt;strong enough to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I just wish&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have to grow up,&lt;br /&gt;that the years didn't have&lt;br /&gt;to change, that the world&lt;br /&gt;was predictable, that I&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't have to walk away&lt;br /&gt;from those that I love and&lt;br /&gt;the one that I'm in love with.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>haters.</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T03:45:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-12T08:52:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Crazy [K-Ci &amp; JoJo]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;seniors.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;juniors are just hating on&lt;br&gt;
our SUPERIOR skillz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;two.thousand.five&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

on the other hand&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I love britt witt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;and megan too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I'll remix it tomorrow when
I'm..."recovering"
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;[remix.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I'm gonna have some major&lt;br&gt;
recovering tomorrow, sorry if&lt;br&gt;
I offended anyone tonight, I&lt;br&gt;
had well, you all know what.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
in other cases, I was rejected&lt;br&gt;
from UCLA so yeah...oh well</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>revise.</title>
    <published>2005-03-10T06:03:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-10T21:21:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Konstantine [Something Corporate]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so we had mr. alwan today&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time having&lt;br /&gt;him since like tenth grade&lt;br /&gt;even though technically&lt;br /&gt;this doesn't follow the&lt;br /&gt;assignment he gave us, I&lt;br /&gt;like it, what do you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laying in bed&lt;br /&gt;the lights turned off&lt;br /&gt;candles lit&lt;br /&gt;music playing&lt;br /&gt;memories in the air&lt;br /&gt;it seemed almost perfect&lt;br /&gt;until I realized&lt;br /&gt;that you were gone&lt;br /&gt;because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[remix.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm sittin in carr's&lt;br /&gt;office chillaxin with my&lt;br /&gt;fav fifth period buddy,&lt;br /&gt;britt witt ;) and I just&lt;br /&gt;have one loverly thing&lt;br /&gt;to say to the world, well&lt;br /&gt;actually two things (and&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post later&lt;br /&gt;to make it bigger and such)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BRITT WITT&lt;br /&gt;--AND--&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE SEEING SOCO ON 03.25</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:theshibz:58771</id>
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    <title>restating.</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T21:20:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T21:29:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Perfect [Simple Plan]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">okay well, I haven't listened to this&lt;br /&gt;song in just about forever, but it&lt;br /&gt;fits, well if you change some words&lt;br /&gt;it fits perfectly, if you're reading this&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't care but I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hey dad look at me&lt;br /&gt;Think back and talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Did I grow up according to plan?&lt;br /&gt;And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when you disapprove all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;And you can't change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think&lt;br /&gt;About the pain I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you used to be my hero?&lt;br /&gt;All the days you spent with me&lt;br /&gt;Now seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like you don't care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try hard to make it &lt;br /&gt;I just want to make you proud &lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna be good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand another fight&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change the things that you said&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna make this right again&lt;br /&gt;Please don't turn your back&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we lost it all &lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just too late and &lt;br /&gt;We can't go back&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;I can't be perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[iComment.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which would you prefer:&lt;br /&gt;--finding yourself&lt;br /&gt;--falling in love&lt;br /&gt;--finding happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your response:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...lets see. after looking at the choices i immediately thought falling in love would be the best..but falling in love is only good if that person loves you in return...if not, u get all sad and then ur forced to get over ur feelings altho u may not want to (me :[) so that actually kinda sucks. but falling in love and being loved in return makes you happy...so that would probably go in the finding happiness category. so i choose finding happiness..there's really nothing better then that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid2-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;off to the getty for some art and reflection.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>renaissance.</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T06:23:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T06:47:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Konstantine [Something Corporate]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">never opening my mouth again&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;because I didn't even say anything&lt;br /&gt;this time and everyone knows&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me any questions&lt;br /&gt;because my answer will always&lt;br /&gt;be I don't know, because from&lt;br /&gt;now on, gossip ends&lt;br /&gt;I lost something important&lt;br /&gt;and I learned what I needed to&lt;br /&gt;change, the change begins now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[remix.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just was looking around the&lt;br /&gt;kihaku site, interesting art...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/indietodrownin/gallery/openingup.jpg" width="400" length="254"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/indietodrownin/gallery/thekiss.jpg" width="400" length="254"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/indietodrownin/gallery/lettinggo.jpg" width="400" length="254"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting go.</content>
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    <title>ignorant.</title>
    <published>2005-03-04T02:04:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-04T05:20:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>End of the Road [Boyz II Men]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I want to be able to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;and wake up to find that&lt;br /&gt;everything is how it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I'm sorry enough,&lt;br /&gt;you won't even talk to me&lt;br /&gt;and thus everything has&lt;br /&gt;changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[remix.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just art to reflect the mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v288/indietodrownin/gallery/theseaandtherhythm.jpg" width="400" length="241"&gt;</content>
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    <title>greatness.</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T04:51:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T04:54:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Save The Best For Last [Vanessa Williams]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"change is the law of life, and those&lt;br /&gt;who look only to the past or the&lt;br /&gt;present are certain to miss the future"&lt;br /&gt;      - JFK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's been a while since I've last&lt;br /&gt;updated and looking around I see&lt;br /&gt;that everyone is talking about moving&lt;br /&gt;on into the future and change, and&lt;br /&gt;I figure I mind as well to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking home today after&lt;br /&gt;spending an amazing day with jenn&lt;br /&gt;and even though I was on the phone&lt;br /&gt;in the back of my mind, I was thinking&lt;br /&gt;about how I've changed in the last&lt;br /&gt;couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that in the time from the black&lt;br /&gt;and white dance until now, I've grown&lt;br /&gt;a lot but I think a few of my close&lt;br /&gt;friendships have paid the price for&lt;br /&gt;my growth and happiness over this&lt;br /&gt;past month, so rather than talking&lt;br /&gt;about why I'm happy and all the good&lt;br /&gt;things, because well I'll just admit it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely happy these days because&lt;br /&gt;everything just seems to be falling into&lt;br /&gt;place, and then I kinda realized that the&lt;br /&gt;three most important people in my life&lt;br /&gt;haven't been on the road with me, so&lt;br /&gt;here's what I have to say to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ronnie:&lt;/b&gt; no matter what happens to us, whether we part after high school or our friendship continues on until our last days on this earth, I just want you to know that you're like a brother to me. You've always been there for me when I needed you, you've been that person that listened to me vent on those days that I just hated the world, you were the person that quoted what a girl wants and told me that I should never try to be someone that I'm not, you're the guy I spent most of my summer with just because we're friends, the guy I'd go to the gym with for thirty minutes then get our shakes and leave. You have really been the only constant friend that I've been able to turn to over the past year and a half and I really mean this from the bottom of my heart when I say that I'm sorry for, in a way, neglecting our friendship over the past couple of weeks, because I've been sitting here thinking about all the times we've had together, all the conversations we've had in the past and I realize that's not reflective on our friendship anymore...so I guess what I'm trying to say is that as far as our friendship is concerned, I want it to survive after we graduate, and yeah I'm not the best with words but you know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jennifer:&lt;/b&gt; wow, I'm speechless when it comes to you jennifer.  for seven years you've been there for me, to listen, to care, to give advice, to hang out with, whatever I needed you were there for me.  our friendship goes beyond being friends, you're like family to me jenn and I just sincerely hope that you know that.  You know that even though I don't show it or say it all the time I really do love you, I do care about you, I am overprotective of you and you are one of the biggest parts of my life.  Wow, I can't even begin to imagine what my life would be like without you...the same as with ronnie though babe, I want our friendship to continue forever, and just know that I'll always be here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;rachel:&lt;/b&gt; if there was a girl in my life that I could say I completely owe my life to it's you.  I'm not going to sit here and write another long thing about you since I just did but you know how much I care about you and value our friendship, so I'm just restating that here since I probably made you tear with the other entry, so I'll stop now and just say that I love you babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe my life to the greatness of these three people...&lt;br /&gt;thank you all for everything you've done for me.</content>
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    <title>once.</title>
    <published>2005-02-21T20:35:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-21T20:35:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Complainte De La Butte [Rufus Wainwright]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">love lifts us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;and then we open our eyes&lt;br /&gt;and we're shot back down to earth.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:theshibz:57364</id>
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    <title>saddening.</title>
    <published>2005-02-20T05:40:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-20T06:07:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>When I Go Down [Relient K]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been avoiding talking to&lt;br /&gt;you for quite some time, because&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm attached to you&lt;br /&gt;and I know that I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I know that I won't be able&lt;br /&gt;to say goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;because in the end it's inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both knew that you were&lt;br /&gt;guaranteed a spot in northwestern,&lt;br /&gt;we both knew that you were&lt;br /&gt;going to go there,&lt;br /&gt;we both knew that this&lt;br /&gt;was inevitable, that we'd&lt;br /&gt;have to part ways and&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have been my best friend&lt;br /&gt;for all of high school, four years&lt;br /&gt;of memories, conversations,&lt;br /&gt;trips in the car, meals at&lt;br /&gt;johnny rockets, paying for&lt;br /&gt;lunch and dinner and all that&lt;br /&gt;stuff, for years of love, because&lt;br /&gt;honesty rachel, you're the&lt;br /&gt;closest person to me and it's&lt;br /&gt;going to hurt the most to&lt;br /&gt;know that in a matter of months&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to give up being&lt;br /&gt;able to see you whenever I&lt;br /&gt;want and inevitable cry&lt;br /&gt;saying goodbye to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really do complement one&lt;br /&gt;another, and I miss the times&lt;br /&gt;that we spent together because&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of getting closer than&lt;br /&gt;we already are, I hope that you&lt;br /&gt;can forgive me for in a sense&lt;br /&gt;avoiding our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel weber, you will&lt;br /&gt;never cease to amaze me,&lt;br /&gt;you can never be replaced,&lt;br /&gt;I am eternally in debt to you&lt;br /&gt;for everyting you have taught&lt;br /&gt;me over the past four years,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you flat out&lt;br /&gt;it hurts so much to think of this&lt;br /&gt;so from my thoughts I will exclude&lt;br /&gt;this very thing that&lt;br /&gt;I hate more than everything is&lt;br /&gt;the way I'm powerless&lt;br /&gt;to dictate my own moods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thrown away&lt;br /&gt;so many things that could've been much more&lt;br /&gt;and I just pray&lt;br /&gt;my problems go away if they're ignored&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the way it works&lt;br /&gt;no that's not the way it works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I go down&lt;br /&gt;I go down hard&lt;br /&gt;and I take everything I've learned&lt;br /&gt;and teach myself some disregard&lt;br /&gt;when I go down&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;and of the things that got me there&lt;br /&gt;I think, if only I had fought them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if and when I can&lt;br /&gt;clear myself of this clouded mind&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch myself settle down&lt;br /&gt;into a place where&lt;br /&gt;peace can search me out and find&lt;br /&gt;that I'm so ready to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thrown away&lt;br /&gt;the hope I had in friendships&lt;br /&gt;I've thrown away&lt;br /&gt;so many things that could have been much more&lt;br /&gt;I've thrown away&lt;br /&gt;the secret to find an end to this&lt;br /&gt;and I just pray&lt;br /&gt;my problems go away if they're ignored&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the way it works&lt;br /&gt;no that's not the way it works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I go down&lt;br /&gt;I go down hard&lt;br /&gt;and I take everything I've learned&lt;br /&gt;and teach myself some disregard&lt;br /&gt;when I go down&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;and of the things that got me there&lt;br /&gt;I think, if only I had fought them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands&lt;br /&gt;while my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me&lt;br /&gt;reprimands me&lt;br /&gt;then and there&lt;br /&gt;I confess&lt;br /&gt;I'll blame all this on my selfishness&lt;br /&gt;yet you love me&lt;br /&gt;and that consumes me&lt;br /&gt;and I'll stand up again&lt;br /&gt;and do so willingly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you give me hope, and hope it gives me life&lt;br /&gt;you touch my heavy heart, and when you do you make it light&lt;br /&gt;as I exhale I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;and I answer you, though I heardly make a noise&lt;br /&gt;and from my lips the words I choose to say&lt;br /&gt;seem pathetic, but it's fallen man's praise&lt;br /&gt;because I love you&lt;br /&gt;oh God, I love you&lt;br /&gt;and life is now worth living&lt;br /&gt;if only because of you&lt;br /&gt;and when they say I'm dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;it won't be further from the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I go down&lt;br /&gt;I life my eyes up to you&lt;br /&gt;I won't look very far&lt;br /&gt;cause you'll be there&lt;br /&gt;with open arms&lt;br /&gt;to lift me up again&lt;br /&gt;to life me up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>memory.</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T20:18:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T20:18:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All My Life [K-Ci &amp; JoJo]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">nothing to really update&lt;br /&gt;just sitting in rutsch's&lt;br /&gt;office, doing about nothing&lt;br /&gt;just talkin to rutsch,&lt;br /&gt;listening to my iPod,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss the days&lt;br /&gt;like this--next year these&lt;br /&gt;moments will just be&lt;br /&gt;memories, rather than normal&lt;br /&gt;parts of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now off to explore&lt;br /&gt;the rainy world outdoors,&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably update later&lt;br /&gt;tonight or when I get back&lt;br /&gt;from visiting slatt's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wow, we're gone in eighty.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>smiles.</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T07:59:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T07:59:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Isn't She Lovely [Stevie Wonder]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">happy birthday katie&lt;br /&gt;hope you have such&lt;br /&gt;an amazing day :)</content>
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    <title>valentines.</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T07:19:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T07:41:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eve, The Apple Of My Eye [Bell X1]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">valentine's day, what can I really&lt;br /&gt;say, it started off horribly, I was&lt;br /&gt;stressed out, worried, lonely,&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time laid back,&lt;br /&gt;amused, and felt complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the day went on, I could&lt;br /&gt;not help but feel complete&lt;br /&gt;because of the people that I&lt;br /&gt;was with, regardless of the&lt;br /&gt;what happened or didn't,&lt;br /&gt;the people made it all&lt;br /&gt;worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from being frustrated at&lt;br /&gt;mitz (aka music in the zone)&lt;br /&gt;and being comforted by&lt;br /&gt;sarah and of course our&lt;br /&gt;campus girlie, to driving in&lt;br /&gt;the car with megan, to&lt;br /&gt;talking to reenie on the phone&lt;br /&gt;about how horribly she drives,&lt;br /&gt;to just watching movies or tv&lt;br /&gt;until almost eleven, the day&lt;br /&gt;turned out amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have not asked for better&lt;br /&gt;people to share my day with,&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys--valentine's day&lt;br /&gt;for another fourty.two minutes&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it, and spread your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[remix.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, tickling britt witt&lt;br /&gt;during fifth also put a smile&lt;br /&gt;on my face, gosh that girl&lt;br /&gt;is ticklish, GET HER because&lt;br /&gt;she wants to kill me in&lt;br /&gt;my sleep :(</content>
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    <title>yeah.</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T19:53:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T02:25:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Head On Collision [New Found Glory]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">slightly bruised and broken&lt;br /&gt;from our head on collision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[remix.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry, I'm not upset&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just lost and broken&lt;br /&gt;because everything I thought&lt;br /&gt;was honest and real, isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[playlist.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel [amanda perez]&lt;br /&gt;all by myself [eric carmen]&lt;br /&gt;both sides now [joni mitchell]&lt;br /&gt;she will be loved (acoustic) [maroon 5]&lt;br /&gt;belief (acoustic) [gavin degraw]&lt;br /&gt;pretty girl (the way) [sugarcult]&lt;br /&gt;the background [third eye blind]&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay (I promise) [my chemical romance]&lt;br /&gt;beautiful mistake [the ataris]&lt;br /&gt;the last song [the all-american rejects]&lt;br /&gt;indie rock &amp; roll [the killers]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment with songs that you&lt;br /&gt;listen to when you're down and&lt;br /&gt;hate the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[remix:quote.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want a boo to be straight&lt;br /&gt;trippin over"&lt;br /&gt;lol I can be so funny sometimes.</content>
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    <title>playing.</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T05:44:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T05:44:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Indie Rock and Roll [The Killers]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have nothing to really update&lt;br /&gt;on even though I kinda wish I&lt;br /&gt;had because life's been kinda&lt;br /&gt;boring lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a second semester senior&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to really do, but&lt;br /&gt;yeah, music is becoming an&lt;br /&gt;even larger part of my life&lt;br /&gt;then before, and even though&lt;br /&gt;brit witt doesn't like my&lt;br /&gt;music, I do so booyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some songs for you&lt;br /&gt;little children to enjoy so&lt;br /&gt;here's some of my favorites,&lt;br /&gt;and of course there's a lot&lt;br /&gt;from the killers and something&lt;br /&gt;corporate just because well&lt;br /&gt;those are my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indie rock and roll [the killers]&lt;br /&gt;mr. brightside [the killers]&lt;br /&gt;andy you're a star [the killers]&lt;br /&gt;everything will be alright [the killers]&lt;br /&gt;home in paradise [unwritten law]&lt;br /&gt;life and love and why [switchfoot]&lt;br /&gt;konstantine [something corporate]&lt;br /&gt;space [something corporate]&lt;br /&gt;ruthless [something corporate]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh I'm too lazy to keep typing&lt;br /&gt;I'll add more songs later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eighty.seven til graduation&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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