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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 02:40:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>virtue</title>
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  <description>so i got a harness and leash for my cat today.&amp;nbsp; she cries whenever i go outside because she wants to follow, so i figure that needed to happen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;going to a job fair tomorrow...can&apos;t say i&apos;m all that excited about it. didn&apos;t look like any businesses i&apos;d be interested in, but i&apos;ll give it a shot. afterwards, something fun may have to happen.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 02:35:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>another day</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m sick of repetition.&amp;nbsp; i wish i could go back to waking up each morning in a different time zone, experiencing something completely new and different every day. i&apos;m so sick of this town. the only things here worth while are a very few select people. i need a job. life isn&apos;t so boring when there&apos;s something to do everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i&apos;m finished whining.&amp;nbsp; turning in a few more applications tomorrow. hopefully, i&apos;ll get some results.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 20:33:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it starts.</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s a strange day when you wake up and realize that nothing and no one can make you happy.&amp;nbsp; i&apos;ve been informed by some inner voice much wiser than i that happiness is a conscious choice.&amp;nbsp; people can give you opportunities to be happy; it&apos;s up to you whether you accept or reject them.&amp;nbsp; i&apos;ve been given several such opportunities as of late, and i&apos;m pleased to write that i&apos;ve embraced many of them. thanks for the opportunities. some days, i think my face will hurt from smiling so much. others, not so much, but hey! it&apos;s something. life would be boring if we only experienced one emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things aren&apos;t prefect. i&apos;m a strong believer that perfection cannot be achieved when one is unsatisfied with one&apos;s living arrangement.&amp;nbsp; basically, sarah needs an apartment. and when i have a more permanent place, i need a piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has been my biggest issue with living here.&amp;nbsp; in the dorms, i played piano in the basement where i didn&apos;t bother anyone.&amp;nbsp; this past semester, i played at the coffee house when it was slow...meaning always. now, i sleep one flight of stairs away from the instrument i learned to play on, and yet it is out of my reach. &quot;Sarah! stop playing that damned piano! people are sleeping!&quot; &quot;stop it, sarah! i&apos;m working here!&quot; &quot;i&apos;m trying to do homework!&quot; &quot;you need to make dinner!..I don&apos;t care that you&apos;re not hungry, the rest of us are hungry now!&quot; seriously. who can be creative under these circumstances! i ask you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides living at home and not having a job... life&apos;s not all that bad. I could get used to being happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit heavy for a first post. rest of my stuffs in my xanga. hyouden14</description>
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