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  <updated>2008-04-12T17:32:32Z</updated>
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    <title>High School just Exploded All Over Everything...</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T17:32:32Z</published>
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    <lj:music>laundry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...and it's not even 1pm yet. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhggg.  I don't even care where anymore, get me to a University and Fast!!!</content>
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    <title>Growing Up or Growing Older?</title>
    <published>2007-07-27T08:19:01Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I feel like I have changed a lot in a small amount of time. Even physically I am much, much different as I can tell by the skeptical looks I get from all those that check my id. But I must wonder how much of my developments are maturity or just plain different. Is my lack of faith in a higher being intelligent or pessimistic? Is the extra weight I have the beginnings of curves or fat of pure laziness? It seems like there is no true way of knowing. I have a variety of ages of friends, but that says nothing about the level to which they have truly evolved as a human being.  I have dropped my moral compass while looking around at all the shiny new things in adult-hood; the compass still points, but Lord only knows if that direction is North. This summer has been really, really fun. But it has been constant doing and very little introspection. And I know I need a hell of a lot of it to feel confident in who I am. Maybe the cabin will be good for that. Sometimes the best way of looking at yourself through others' eyes. This rant may sound depressed, but I assure you all that it is very far from it. I enjoy contemplating life.  Many think that we will have time to do that when dead, but with a new-found distrust that an after-life exists, I think I should cover my bases and just think about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more general note, my summer has been extraordinarily fun. I went on a road trip out west with my grandparents, visited some friends in Madison, went ot Steph's cabin, road-tripped to Washington state with some SA folks and have been doing the normal beach stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer is also that of my legal transition into adulthood! I am a real person in the eyes of the state! I can now sell my dignity in all kinds of ways to large corporations for a pittance. Good times. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO, CRYZTAL!!!! I hope I'm as smart as you think I am. But I bet you can help me if I'm not.</content>
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    <title>What my consious mind doesn't know, my subconsious does apperently</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T23:26:42Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Grey Ghost by Mike Dought</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I slept for about 13 hours. My mom woke me up this morning in the middle of a good dream and I just knew there was no fucking chance I was getting up for school. So I told her I NEEDED to sleep and she let me. I woke up feeling happy and refreshed. I think I worked some shit out last night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when someone tells you to sleep on it, listen.</content>
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