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  <title>Something Wicked This Way Comes</title>
  <subtitle>"I solemnly swear that I’m up to no good" Harry Potter</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-10-11T04:27:33Z</updated>
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    <title>How Much Drama Can We Really Take?</title>
    <published>2006-10-11T04:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-11T04:27:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Bobby Knew It All" by VooDoo Blue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">How come everyone saids they don't want drama, like how their boyfriend doesn't remember to call you, or how your girlfriend doesn't do that, or your friend forgot to invite you to go with them to a party. People are so quick to say they don't want drama or they don't want to deal with drama. I say we need drama. I mean look at the one thing we can't imagine our lives without, television. Look at the shows, they are filled with drama. Even comedies have just as much drama as the serious drama shows. He likes her, but she likes him, who doesn't want a relationship but have sex to whom ever walks, but secretly has a crush on him. I mean drama everywhere. So why is it when a major issue comes our way, it seems to fell like we are in a badly written soup opera? Like for example, I have a major drama queen of a friend Troy, who has a lot of great things going in his life, but if he doesn't hear what he wants he goes off into these tantrums. Like if I don't feel like talking that night, he would get upset. If someone didn't do something like he wanted, he'll get upset. I mean he needs to grow up, and when I told him that, he gets into this sulking attitude with me. Which it brings me to ask myself, How much drama can we really take?&lt;b&gt;[Unknown LJ tag]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a gay man I should be use to drama. We normally think we are all in a great show of “Gays of our Lives” As we return to the tragic story of “Gays of our Lives” we find Mike can't decide to go out with lovable Frank or exotic Jorge. And will Bradley find out that his boyfriend Seth is cheating on him with his brother Lance. And will Robby finally get over Tommy and move on with the handsome Max? Find out in Gays of our Lives. Enter theme club song. I found out in all great drama, you need a victim and a villain and most import the every loyal mediator. I've been a mediator a lot, and I don't mind, but the one thing I found out that is a major key to a lot of problems is the over looked communication. We have phones, e-mail, text message, and so on so why is it so hard to communicate on how we feel or desire? Life would be amazing if we was all mind readers like we wish our friends or partner were, so it would save us the trouble to communicate on how we really feel. But sadly we're not bless with that power. Even in the comics, the people who can read minds can't escape drama. Just ask anyone who's read the x-men comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now issues of drama doesn't have to involved the people in relationships, in fact the villain in the drama is sometimes is the victim. Loneness is a really horrible drama because instead of individuals, your looking at the victim, villain, and mediator all roll into one. They beat themselves up because they feel that they are the only person in the world who is feeling the pains of loneliness. Not thinking its a big world and a lot of people are just as lonely as they are themselves, and some are in relationship. If they think that it might save them doing some personal harm either psychical or mental. I should know. I'm preaching to the choir myself. I mean I'm going to be 27 in a few weeks, and I have yet to be in a relationship, and ironically I help a lot of people in their relationships. For the first time in my life, I don't tear up when I say I'm not looking for love and romance, When its time it will find me, and I find its a the main source of a lot of depression. People except too much from the people in their lives friends or partners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the solution? Sadly I don't have the answer to that riddle, if I did I would be a very wise man. All I can give you fair reader is a few suggestions. One, Communication is unbelievably important. Be open to the ones who are in your life. If you have a problem with someone, tell them there and then. Don't allow it to fester within you, or you'll explode and do something foolish. Two don't expect too much from the people in your life. They are not those fictional characters you see on tv, they are human and they are their own writers to their own personal show. You are simply a co-star in their show and they are in yours. So if they do something that you wouldn't do, please don't snap at them. Three be patient with the people in your life, take time to get to know them inside and out. Finally be the friend to others as you wish people to treat you. Sadly these aren't new ideas I came up with, these are just common knowledge, So don't avoid drama my friends, embrace it, learn from it, and move on. &amp;lt;/lj&amp;gt;</content>
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    <title>How Much Drama Can We Really Take</title>
    <published>2006-10-11T04:26:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-11T04:26:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How come everyone saids they don't want drama, like how their boyfriend doesn't remember to call you, or how your girlfriend doesn't do that, or your friend forgot to invite you to go with them to a party. People are so quick to say they don't want drama or they don't want to deal with drama. I say we need drama. I mean look at the one thing we can't imagine our lives without, television. Look at the shows, they are filled with drama. Even comedies have just as much drama as the serious drama shows. He likes her, but she likes him, who doesn't want a relationship but have sex to whom ever walks, but secretly has a crush on him. I mean drama everywhere. So why is it when a major issue comes our way, it seems to fell like we are in a badly written soup opera? Like for example, I have a major drama queen of a friend Troy, who has a lot of great things going in his life, but if he doesn't hear what he wants he goes off into these tantrums. Like if I don't feel like talking that night, he would get upset. If someone didn't do something like he wanted, he'll get upset. I mean he needs to grow up, and when I told him that, he gets into this sulking attitude with me. Which it brings me to ask myself, How much drama can we really take?&lt;b&gt;[Unknown LJ tag]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a gay man I should be use to drama. We normally think we are all in a great show of “Gays of our Lives” As we return to the tragic story of “Gays of our Lives” we find Mike can't decide to go out with lovable Frank or exotic Jorge. And will Bradley find out that his boyfriend Seth is cheating on him with his brother Lance. And will Robby finally get over Tommy and move on with the handsome Max? Find out in Gays of our Lives. Enter theme club song. I found out in all great drama, you need a victim and a villain and most import the every loyal mediator. I've been a mediator a lot, and I don't mind, but the one thing I found out that is a major key to a lot of problems is the over looked communication. We have phones, e-mail, text message, and so on so why is it so hard to communicate on how we feel or desire? Life would be amazing if we was all mind readers like we wish our friends or partner were, so it would save us the trouble to communicate on how we really feel. But sadly we're not bless with that power. Even in the comics, the people who can read minds can't escape drama. Just ask anyone who's read the x-men comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now issues of drama doesn't have to involved the people in relationships, in fact the villain in the drama is sometimes is the victim. Loneness is a really horrible drama because instead of individuals, your looking at the victim, villain, and mediator all roll into one. They beat themselves up because they feel that they are the only person in the world who is feeling the pains of loneliness. Not thinking its a big world and a lot of people are just as lonely as they are themselves, and some are in relationship. If they think that it might save them doing some personal harm either psychical or mental. I should know. I'm preaching to the choir myself. I mean I'm going to be 27 in a few weeks, and I have yet to be in a relationship, and ironically I help a lot of people in their relationships. For the first time in my life, I don't tear up when I say I'm not looking for love and romance, When its time it will find me, and I find its a the main source of a lot of depression. People except too much from the people in their lives friends or partners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the solution? Sadly I don't have the answer to that riddle, if I did I would be a very wise man. All I can give you fair reader is a few suggestions. One, Communication is unbelievably important. Be open to the ones who are in your life. If you have a problem with someone, tell them there and then. Don't allow it to fester within you, or you'll explode and do something foolish. Two don't expect too much from the people in your life. They are not those fictional characters you see on tv, they are human and they are their own writers to their own personal show. You are simply a co-star in their show and they are in yours. So if they do something that you wouldn't do, please don't snap at them. Three be patient with the people in your life, take time to get to know them inside and out. Finally be the friend to others as you wish people to treat you. Sadly these aren't new ideas I came up with, these are just common knowledge, So don't avoid drama my friends, embrace it, learn from it, and move on. &amp;lt;/lj&amp;gt;</content>
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    <title>Money the root of all evil, but bringer of happiness</title>
    <published>2006-04-11T22:51:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-11T22:51:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's beginning to get harder to live here in this time and age. Everything is going up from food, gas, and even places to live. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My rent is going up in August from $415 to $510, and all over town prices are above the $500 rang. Thankfully I think I found a place to live, that is like $10 more than what I pay for now. It's just it seems so unfair that prices are going up, but our pay is staying the same. I mean thankfully I'm getting paid $8 an hour, but $8 an hour for working 40 hours a week isn't enough to cover the expensive of living here, and I make too much for food stamps to help. I'm stuck. And it's not just here in Gainesville. It's all over the world. It reminds me of the 1920's when everything was so great and materialistic, then the 1930's hit with the depression. I fear its going or happening now. The main reason why the depression happen was that we weren't getting paid enough for everything. I mean I walked in the mall the other day, and saw someone bought a $500 pair of glasses, and there were clothing of the same price. That's my rent for a pair of glasses that I could get for $15 somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoes don't fit, or broken. I only have one pair of shorts and pants. My phone gets shut off like every month it seems for not getting paid on time. I'm always having to pay late fees on all of my bills. It doesn't seem to lead up, and now they want more money from me. What is this world coming to? I mean it seems so unfair. I was working two jobs to help with the payments, but my body couldn't handle it. With the strain of a stressful job, lack of sleep, lack of eating, and stress from my friends for missing out on life. But now since I left Atlantic, true I have been sleeping more and eating as well, but where are the friends who wanted to hang out with me? And I'm hurting for money again. I keep hoping that my job will give us the raise it had promise us, but it looks to be unlikely. I keep hearing from one friend on how much money his is making, and hearing from others how great their lives are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how come it is hard for me? I'm confuse on what to do. I could get another night job, but go back to not eating, sleeping, and hearing people complain that I can't do things with them. Or I can move to a new place, where hopefully things will improve, or and yes I have thought of it. Suicide again. No, I'm not going to commit suicide, but I will admit the thought has cross my mind. But if I did, then my family would have to pay the debit I owe. It seems like the world wants us to excited and not live, as a good friend of mine has recently told me. They just want us to wake up and work all day and do it over again. And they pay us so little, that we are forced to work more than one job just to make it up. They promise us that schooling will help us make more money, but for some, we have to work to pay for classes, to only pay them back more just for taking them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was a clean sweep button, that would just clear out the debt so we can just LIVE our lives. But at last I doubt that will ever happen to us.  </content>
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    <title>For Good</title>
    <published>2006-04-08T18:07:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-08T18:07:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"For Good" from Wicked</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been a disciple for four years now. I had a very busy work schedule, and it cause me to miss a lot of time to be at church. There is another reason why, I haven't been to church. Mostly because I'm scared to go back. Cause I feel very uncomfortable being at church cause of what some brothers think of me. They think I'm unfit to serve God because of something I have no control over. Now I'm not here to brag, or boast, but I had to say that so you can understand the rest of this letter. The reason why I'm writing this letter, is not to show off or to stick my tongue out at the brothers who said I can't be a disciple and go “Na Na Na” But on a side note. I found out that I don't need to worry about if someone thinks I'm not worthy of God's love, but rather I need to depend on his love over someone else's. But this letter was suppose to go to one brother, but I figure to be bold and share this letter to the Kingdom, well the part of the Kingdom who will read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brother was the closes friend I ever had. He fought to gain my trust. Once I allowed myself to trust this brother, he just didn't want to hang out any more. It hurts to see this once trusted brother, and see him not even know I'm in the room. I heard this song during a Quite Time and thought to share it. It reminded me of how I felt the members of the church who don't think I'm good enough to be a disciple and that brother who made me no longer want to trust anyone again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: For Good Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;From the Musical Wicked&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;I'm limited:&lt;br /&gt;Just look at me - I'm limited&lt;br /&gt;And just look at you -&lt;br /&gt;You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda&lt;br /&gt;So now it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) For both of us&lt;br /&gt;(sung) Now it's up to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it said &lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;br /&gt;And we are led&lt;br /&gt;To those who help us most to grow &lt;br /&gt;If we let them&lt;br /&gt;And we help them in return&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;It well may be&lt;br /&gt;That we will never meet again&lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;So let me say before we part&lt;br /&gt;So much of me&lt;br /&gt;Is made of what I learned from you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;Like a handprint on my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;br /&gt;By being my friend:&lt;br /&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a skybird&lt;br /&gt;In a distant wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTHI have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;And just to clear the air&lt;br /&gt;I ask forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;For the things I've done you blame me for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;But then, I guess we know&lt;br /&gt;There's blame to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;And none of it seems to matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled Like a ship blown&lt;br /&gt;From orbit as it Off it's mooring&lt;br /&gt;Passes a sun, like By a wind off the&lt;br /&gt;A stream that meets Sea, like a seed&lt;br /&gt;A boulder, half-way Dropped by a &lt;br /&gt;Through the wood Bird in the wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;I do believe I have been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;And because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good.</content>
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    <title>Looky What I Did</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T02:34:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T02:34:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Too Gay For You, Too Hetro For Me" Forbidden Boradway</lj:music>
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    <published>2006-01-03T20:58:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-03T20:58:41Z</updated>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-11-22T22:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-23T03:16:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-23T03:16:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://media3.davesdaily.com/pictures3/479-desperate-housewives.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>So Wrong And Yet So Very Hot at the Same Time</title>
    <published>2005-11-13T03:16:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-13T03:23:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sorry Sago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-350.vo.llnwd.net/00303/05/39/303899350_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly swear that I’m up to no good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sectumsempra.net/potterpuffs/scenes/harry-draco-broom.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/potterpuffs/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/potterpuffs/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Night Out on the Town</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T23:37:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T23:37:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Majnun &amp; Leili" by MimosA</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Have you ever had one those nights where nothing goes as plan and turns up even better? &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well Thursday I had plan to hang out with Earl and his new boyfriend Mark. I invited them to come over to have for some coffee and I can get a chance to meet Mark, which I’ve been hearing great things about from Earl. Mark had the three major things. He’s tall, dark, and very handsome. I was so happy for Earl. Mark went straight to my art gallery. He said he notice it when he was pulling up to my apartment. Mark told me he draws too. He loves my art work. So he has cool points with me. I made some coffee and set up my table with the coffee settings, and we went to the task of getting to know one another and enjoying the coffee and muffins. But they had to leave because they had plans to be somewhere. I invited them to come anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Earl and Mark left, I remember Dan calling me asking me to come over later. My phone wasn’t working for some reason, so I went a head over to Dan’s place. I told Dan what happen to my phone and he had me call the tech support of T-Mobile and I had to listen to some snotty rude guy who decided to make fun of me because I went over my minutes. I mean he can just tell me, “I’m so sorry sir; your phone was shut off because you went over your minutes.” And when I asked, how come no one called me to warn me? He went off, “I don’t understand sir; why would we do that?” Now I work for a call center and I know it’s hard to call everyone, so I told him that and he continue making fun of me, so I hung up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan could tell I was upset so he suggested going out. So he went and took a shower and gotten dress. I was watching Will and Grace. There is something about Karen and Jake can make me feel better. Dan looked really cute in his outfit, and when I complement him, he just shrugged it off and thanked me. We went to Maude’s. I love Maude’s everyone has to go there sometime. And it was a prefect night to enjoy a nice Chi Latte. Well when we walked to Maude’s Dan mention he wanted to play some chess. I remember how good he is at chess so I wasn’t looking forward to it. Luckily I saw Ricky talking to a woman. I wave at them and came over to say Hi. They invited us to join them. So I told Dan a couple of friends invited us to join them. Dan found a chess board and came outside. I was in deep conversation with Ricky and his friend, to whom sadly I forgot her name. He told me he was performing Improve at the Hippodrome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just chatted until Maude’s close then we just walked around Gainesville and went into a shop where this guy was dancing to some really good India music. We walked by clubs and went into tattoo places and just talked and get to have an adventure. We walked by a shop called Bowl’s a Cereal Joint. We made plans to meet again the next day for lunch. So we walked back to my car and I took them home and agree to come back the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we meet at Bowl’s all but Dan he didn’t show up, but they had a red head guy name Jeremy was there. We all enjoy our sandwich but we totally loved the black grapes they were the best. After Bowl’s we all wanted to check out Wise’s Drug Store. As soon as we walked in, it felt like we just stepped back in time. There was a soda fountain and they made milk shake. Ricky and I had to sit in the booth and we both order milk shakes. They had a friend meet us at Wise’s and it was Lola. Lola is this wonderful woman who was in a play with Earl and we fell madly in love with her. And as soon as we saw each other we both got excided and were very loud and gave each other hugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone meets Lola and not loves her, there is something wrong with you. After Wise’s we went into this thrift store right next to Wise’s and we all fell in love with it. I had more fun picking out outfits for Lola than for myself. I was talking to Ricky and he was trying on belts and I was talking about how I’m so shopping here as soon as I get money. I really could use a new wardrobe. All in all I had a great time hanging out with these people and hope to hang out with them again. </content>
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    <title>Reset Button</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T22:35:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T22:35:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Have you ever wish life came with a reset button? You hit the button to reset your situation? Right now my life doesn’t seem to be getting better, but worst. I’m getting more bills everyday, but not enough o take care of them. It seems like I’m taking care of them very slowly. I need a second job, but I lost my resume, and I don’t know how I can work 3:30 to 12 5 days a week and add another job on top of that. I need to be more discipline, but I’m too lazy. I need a big change in my life. I need a second job; I just need to reset it. Because I know God only gives me what I can handle, but I feel like he is giving me too much. And it doesn’t seem to be improving, but getting worst.</content>
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    <title>Happy All Hallow's Eve</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T03:12:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T03:12:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://us.news1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/uc/20051031/sga051031.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here some scary movies in 30 sec with BUNNIES!!!!! &lt;a href="http://www.angryalien.com/"&gt;http://www.angryalien.com/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday to Me!</title>
    <published>2005-10-25T20:50:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T20:50:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I still can’t believe I am now 26 years old. I’ve been on this earth for 26 years. I’m looking forward in what’s around the corner for me. 25 was an amazing year. I got a new car, new apartment, made some great new friends and lost a few, became more comfortable of whom I am, and had to say goodbye to a lot of things I will love like church and school. I learned that I am a great guy that is easily over looked, and learn to be more independent. Became closer to friends like Earl, Jorge, Kira, and everyone’s favorite diva Lisa and I even became even closer to my mother and sister which I never had before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 26 would bring me closer to my dreams I have and get myself out of my financial bind. So I can wake up in the morning without fear of my bills. If I can get myself a boyfriend that would be great too.</content>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-10-18T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T02:47:20Z</published>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-10-15T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-15T21:19:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T21:19:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Bible contains six admonishments to homosexuals and 362 admonishments to heterosexuals. That doesn't mean that God doesn't love heterosexuals. It's just that they need more supervision. -- Lynn Lavner</content>
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    <title>Just a Reminder hehehe</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T20:50:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T20:50:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.TickerFactory.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/4;10101;60/st/20051024/e/Birthday/k/f74b/event.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-09-24T15:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T19:46:51Z</published>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-09-19T15:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T19:41:51Z</published>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-09-18T15:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T19:58:56Z</published>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-08-30T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T21:54:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T21:54:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;
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    <title>aww my new pets</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T21:13:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9ZmlzaC5zd2YmY2xyPTB4YzdjZmZmJmNuPXN1c2hpJmFuPWNyOHpkcmdu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9ZmlzaC5zd2YmY2xyPTB4YzdjZmZmJmNuPXN1c2hpJmFuPWNyOHpkcmdu.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGY4ZTllOSZjbj1saWwgbG9raSZhbj1jcjh6ZHJnbg=="&gt;&lt;img src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGY4ZTllOSZjbj1saWwgbG9raSZhbj1jcjh6ZHJnbg==.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-08-26T18:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T22:41:46Z</published>
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    <title>I Feel Like a Failure</title>
    <published>2005-08-24T00:33:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-24T00:33:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"I'm Not Ok (I Promise)" by My Chemical Romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why is it when you think your life is heading towards the right direction, something comes along and screws things up? &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like everything I feel like my life is finally going well something bad happens. Like I had a chance to move to Orlando 3 times and then my car will die and I have to spend money on getting it fixed and I have to turn down the offer to move. Or when I have friends who want to hang out with me or a wedding, and I have to decline because I have to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems sometimes that God doesn’t want me to be happy. Like I have a moment when I’m happy and Boom, something wrong happens. I find myself asking God, “Am I not suppose to be happy? Am I not allowed to have what I want in life? You give me these desires and dreams, but you don’t allow me to follow them out. Why do you give me these dreams then?” I find myself feeling like a failure because of these worthless dreams that I have. I mean I just want to give up and fell miserable about life, but I try to be optimistic like the fool I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean lately my life was looking good. I was back in college, I got a new car, new camera, laptop, and my very own apartment. I was happy, but happiness is only short lived. Now my money is all gone and I owe the bank money again. I failed all but one of my classes, and I fear I’m going to loose my car and apartment. I mean I try to tell myself, “At least I still have my job” but I don’t want to think what would happen if I lost my job. I’ve been in situations like this before, and it seems to work out at the end, but it’s just annoying to have to go through it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now since I failed my classes I lost my financial aid. I mean it didn’t seem I had a choice but to fail my classes. I had a couple of teachers who didn’t teach well enough, I try to take an on-line course, and that was hell. Because the I try to do some of the class at work (dumb I know) and every time I took a timed test I get nothing but phone calls, and once the time was up it will be dead the rest of the night until I try to take the test again. Now there were some of the classes I was late a lot, because my lazy butt didn’t want to get out of bed on time. My mom tries to comfort me, but she made me feel worst. She said, “Not everyone is cut out for college” That made me start to cry because I kept hearing, “You’re a Failure Bobby. You’re going to loose your nice car and nice apartment, and kiss you dreams good bye because you’re so lazy and you’re a failure”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I don’t really feel like a failure, but I’m totally not happy the way my life is going right now. I want to change it so badly, but it seems like I lost my opportunity when it comes my way. I wish I had like a way to improve my life.</content>
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    <title>Moving In</title>
    <published>2005-08-23T03:59:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-23T03:59:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Milk and Cereal" by G Love and Special Sauce</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well I’m now in my own place. It’s so cool that I have my very own place. I can listen to what I want, or put the dishes the way I want, and I can decorate the way I want. It’s so cool to come home and know it’s my place. I mean sometimes I wish I had someone to talk to, but I have my cell. I still a lot to do, but I got a lot done. Everyday it’s slowly coming to what I’m proud to say it’s my place. I got into the habit of waking up around 9 make my bed, make breakfast, after breakfast make a cup of coffee or tea and read a chapter of Harry Potter, do some cleaning, hang out with friend or go to work, come home more cleaning, shower, read some more of Harry Potter and sleep. I really enjoy that I can vacuum whenever I want and not worry about waking up a roommate. Can’t wait until it’s finished so I can quite saying, “Please excuse the mess I’m still moving in.” Cause if you ask any of my roommates, they can tell you I like things to be neat and clean. But even though I’m enjoying being by myself, I really love visitors. So please come over sometime. So far I had some wonderful guess; Scott was my first guess, and Earl and his friend AJ, and Shawn came over to crash and coffee. So please come over some time.</content>
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    <title>I can FINALLY spell "BANANAS!" Now Thanks Gwen!! ^_^</title>
    <published>2005-08-09T19:53:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-09T20:34:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Holla Back Girl" by Gwen Stefani</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://myspace-929.vo.llnwd.net/00177/92/99/177539929_l.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo I'm Dancing Like A Monkey!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^</content>
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    <title>cr8zdrgn @ 2005-08-01T15:48:00</title>
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