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  <title>P.S If I May Ask Why</title>
  <subtitle>When Will They Get Tired?</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>The Salvadorian</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-05T06:36:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:26728</id>
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    <title>CD Shopping list:</title>
    <published>2009-11-05T06:36:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-05T06:36:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Antlers - Hospice&lt;br /&gt;Say Anything - Say Anything&lt;br /&gt;Julian Casablancas - Phrazes for the Young&lt;br /&gt;The Arctic Monkeys - ... umm idk the name of the CD! damn...&lt;br /&gt;The Good Shoes - ...also don't know the name of it!&lt;br /&gt;The Avett Brothers - the CD with "I and Love and You" on it&lt;br /&gt;Kings of Leon - idk take your pick i guess, their music is pretty good&lt;br /&gt;Tegan and Sara - Sainthood&lt;br /&gt;Grizzly Bear - Veckatimest&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab for Cutie - umm that new EP they have out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so that's like $100+ of money I don't have, but really i do, but i don't want to spend that much.  Oh time and money you fools you! let's go week by week! ...so sometime by next year i should have all these CDs? ha</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:26464</id>
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    <title>plueisnotabug @ 2009-11-04T19:34:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-05T03:43:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-05T03:43:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OH what am I?&lt;br /&gt;but some complex drug&lt;br /&gt;I get high all the time&lt;br /&gt;and fuck things up&lt;br /&gt;And there it is&lt;br /&gt;and ending to begin again&lt;br /&gt;a lost soul wants to win again&lt;br /&gt;and lose that fucking sin again&lt;br /&gt;complexities don't reign down on me&lt;br /&gt;because I'm the only one making my mind bleed&lt;br /&gt;with selfless thoughts&lt;br /&gt;getting selfishly caught&lt;br /&gt;as i try&lt;br /&gt;and comply&lt;br /&gt;with my thoughts all the time&lt;br /&gt;all I want is to see myself again</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:26185</id>
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    <title>REITERATE</title>
    <published>2009-10-29T20:03:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-29T20:03:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mt. St. Helen's Veitnam Band - Anchors Dropped</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It has become almost nauseating to think about how much attention I want. Why am I even doing this? It's true that I really miss all the attention, but I really can't stand feeling like I really am not getting any attention or enough, but what kind of person am I to make standards like that. Idk whether I'm just being annoying or just thinking about things too much. I don't seem to know much of anything right now. My wants. My needs. Idk. School's back in check now I think and I went to the gym last night so I suppose that's good.I hate feeling like I'm just back at square one and I don't know what to do about it. I guess I need to learn to enjoy the time to myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian needs to figure his shit out. School, not so much. Everything else, ya probably.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:26003</id>
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    <title>Dreams or Nightmares, and Day Dreams</title>
    <published>2009-10-24T17:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-24T17:05:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everything feels just fine when I'm dreaming.  It's when I wake up that I don't feel fine about it anymore.  Dreams are nice, but recently they've been a constant tease of things that I want and things that I'd rather not think about.  It just ruins my mornings waking up like that.  The day dreams aren't any better than when I wake up from a dream.  It's all just a tease.  The things I want are just piled up but it's all against me once I'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw work, I just want write poetry all day.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:25726</id>
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    <title>Tea</title>
    <published>2009-10-24T00:47:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-24T04:16:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today has been an interesting day to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;The morning unexpected&lt;br /&gt;a call did come to me&lt;br /&gt;about carpooling to a Spanish class&lt;br /&gt;where we both did flee&lt;br /&gt;mild conversations rode&lt;br /&gt;the questions cross our tongues&lt;br /&gt;few and far between they were&lt;br /&gt;until she bit her thumb&lt;br /&gt;class did come and class did go&lt;br /&gt;she drove me home with haste&lt;br /&gt;the traffic spewed an awful crawl&lt;br /&gt;to which we did distaste&lt;br /&gt;we came across an beat dirt drive&lt;br /&gt;and we said our fair goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;i thought an odd peculiar&lt;br /&gt;as i ate my meal&lt;br /&gt;and chose to dismiss it once&lt;br /&gt;tightly packed and sealed&lt;br /&gt;felt the clothes and packed the sheets&lt;br /&gt;some cleaning had begun&lt;br /&gt;i wait i wait the yard had&lt;br /&gt;trimming to be done&lt;br /&gt;debris debris fall unto me&lt;br /&gt;And make me see what I can't see&lt;br /&gt;Closely packed leaves of tea&lt;br /&gt;Will help me concentrate&lt;br /&gt;A caffine high kick kick kicks&lt;br /&gt;Kill an hour or two to feel&lt;br /&gt;The high wear off, I'm just a drop&lt;br /&gt;For my mind's lonely meal&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad, The day's been good&lt;br /&gt;So I drink my tea&lt;br /&gt;Fall in debris&lt;br /&gt;And kick kick kick&lt;br /&gt;Th night's not done</content>
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    <title>Attention.</title>
    <published>2009-10-23T15:40:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-23T15:40:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Shins</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Trying to stay busy is a little hard sometimes.  On the days I want to hang out with people, everyone just seems to be busy with other things.  I really want to get out more.  I can't stand all this time to myself.  I'm trying to remember my lists and just try and keep everything I've written down and what everyone has told me in mind, but some things I really don't want to accept or my thoughts just get the better of me a lot too.  I try to stay busy with school work, but it doesn't really help when one little thing will give me a reminder of it all and I can't keep my concentration any more.  Three days a week.  As much as it's nice to see each other sometimes I really wish I didn't have to.  All it does is make me think of everything I've lost, and that's all I seem to think about now.  I really don't want this.   Any of this.  I miss my best friend terribly, and I'd love to get some more attention from anybody that seems interesting to me.  That can keep my mind off of everything.  Going from getting all the attention in the world to practically nothing is something I'd rather not deal with.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:25157</id>
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    <title>plueisnotabug @ 2009-10-18T21:27:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-19T04:29:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-19T04:29:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Postal Service - Nothing Better (Styrofoam Remix)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Your Heart Won't Heal Right If You Keep Tearing Out The Sutures."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:24712</id>
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    <title>Dealing Part 2</title>
    <published>2009-10-17T21:05:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-17T21:05:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dntel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I miss my best friend all to much right now.&lt;br /&gt; I miss both of my best friends a lot right now,&lt;br /&gt; but damnit all I really wish trevin was here right now&lt;br /&gt;Or I could afford to go see him in arkansas. &lt;br /&gt;Being patient has been one of the hardest things to deal with for me&lt;br /&gt;Because the last time I had to be so patient I actually had someone to support me, and just&lt;br /&gt; Be able to hang out with me whenever, no matter what. &lt;br /&gt; Letting go of something like this is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to deal with because as much as I know it would probably be better for me, I don't want to let go. &lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to even worry about myself with all these thoughts constantly buzzing through my head. I feel so sure about what I want to do, but my emotions have just been&lt;br /&gt; jumbling up everything up for me it seems. One day I feel hopeful and confident, and the nexy day I may just feel like I don't want to even get out of bed and just say, "fuck you!" to the day.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what I'm going to do if I don't find some sort of release or escape soon because this all seems like too much to deal with.</content>
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    <title>I AM THE NEW AMERICAN PIONEER.</title>
    <published>2009-10-12T05:16:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-12T05:16:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sigur Ros</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;quot;Looking forward, never back, no longer content&lt;br /&gt;to wait for better times... I will work for better times.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause no one built this country in suits.&lt;br /&gt;All I need is all I got. &amp;nbsp;Bruises heal, stink is good, and apathy is death.&lt;br /&gt;So I strike up for the new world! &amp;nbsp;A newer mightier world,&lt;br /&gt;the one I will make to my liking. &amp;nbsp;For after the darkness comes the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;There is a better tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Look across the plains and mountains and see America's&lt;br /&gt;eternal promise, a promise of progress. &amp;nbsp; Go forth with me, Go Forth!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/50/l_6912fcfd273f45ffbbc973115d435442.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love Levi's new advertising. &amp;nbsp;I took a picture of this from their building in San Fran a while ago, but it's funny how most things in there are exactly what I need to be telling myself.&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Don't Get Your Hopes Up.</title>
    <published>2009-10-12T01:14:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-12T01:14:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Remember &amp;quot;The Rules.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;-1-2-3-4-5-&lt;br /&gt;Keep you cool.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't let emotions and worst case scenarios get the better of you. &amp;nbsp;Think things out first.&lt;br /&gt;Be patient.&lt;br /&gt;-It will be worth it no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens, happens.&lt;br /&gt;-Good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;Try your hardest.&lt;br /&gt;-Even if it wasn't the outcome you wanted you cannot say that you never tried.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head in the game.&lt;br /&gt;-There are more important things than just thinking about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Stay positive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-Do not bring yourself down. &amp;nbsp;You have no reason to be so hard on yourself if you do not even have control of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;Do not get distracted.&lt;br /&gt;-This is one of those distractions.&lt;br /&gt;Do not over think little things.&lt;br /&gt;-Haha&lt;br /&gt;Remember your friends.&lt;br /&gt;-Do not over think about reactions or make up expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember.&lt;br /&gt;-You are strong.&lt;br /&gt;-You will survive.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;You are infinite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Condensed Soup.</title>
    <published>2009-10-04T16:45:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-04T16:45:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Killers - "My List"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I found 4 colleges I'll be applying for once I get set up with a counselor within the next week:&lt;br /&gt;San Jose State University&lt;br /&gt;San Diego State University&lt;br /&gt;CSU Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;CSU Long Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each college has a Bachelor's in Science major in both Criminal Justice and Chemistry, so I'm pretty excited to be able to work out a double major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have been having trouble concentrating on anything at work, everything just seems so against us for succeeding in the store that it has been lowering morale quite a bit. &amp;nbsp;Plus, I honestly cannot stop thinking about things I shouldn't be thinking about. period. &amp;nbsp;It all seems too unhealthy: all this thinking, all this lack of sleep, all these bad dreams, all these things I can't be hopeful about. &amp;nbsp;I am really hoping something good happens soon so I can keep my mind off things even if it's just for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Listen.</title>
    <published>2009-09-27T05:39:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-27T05:39:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Julian Casablancas - "11th Dimension"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Listening to people and really trying to trust people and their opinions or stories is something I have been quite thankful for recently. &amp;nbsp;I was talking to my dad today and he definitely made me feel much better about everything I've been dealing with, and is willing to help me with everything too. &amp;nbsp;The first thing he's going to do with me is go with me to visit other colleges in California, which I'm rather excited for!! &amp;nbsp;I mean, I can't help but to still feel sad about certain things, but I'm glad I can do these things for myself, and listening to EVERYONE about what I've been dealing with, and not just what they think about my situation, but just talking and listening to other people&amp;nbsp;about their life and everything have all helped me realize a lot of things about my life that I have been careless about in the past few years. &amp;nbsp;I know I can work out things for myself and figure this all out and what I want to do. &amp;nbsp;I've just got to do as my dad simply quoted the movie Hoosiers, &amp;quot;Keep your head in the game.&amp;quot;</content>
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    <title>Skeleton Me.</title>
    <published>2009-09-26T07:18:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-26T07:18:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Luke Lalonde of Born Ruffians</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Paramore's new album has hit so many points in my mind in pretty much every song it's ridiculous. &amp;nbsp;If I were to compare the emotional epiphany I had at work to any of the songs it would have to be &amp;quot;Looking Up,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;The Only Exception,&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Misguided Ghosts.&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;I feel much better listening to that album now and I feel more comfortable with a few other thoughts too. &amp;nbsp;I realized I shouldn't worry about things I can't control, and that I need to come to terms with &amp;quot;Whatever happens, happens&amp;quot; more or less. &amp;nbsp;I got to blast the new album after we closed at work while I was stocking the shelves and it was amazing. &amp;nbsp;I wish I could do that everyday when i worked cuz I feel like I got more done in that half hour than I did at any other time at work.</content>
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    <title>Dealing.</title>
    <published>2009-09-24T14:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-24T14:27:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Strokes - "Between Love and Hate"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Everyday seems to be a new challenge. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying to learn how to deal with one thing at a time. &amp;nbsp;It's been pretty hard, but I'm glad some things have been working out at least. &amp;nbsp;Not quite everyday, but at least a lot of the days recently I've realized something new either about myself and what I need to work on or just new things to make me worried about the future a bit. &amp;nbsp;I can't help but to feel a little worried because there may be some change, but all I can do right now is wait it out, work those worries out of my system, and hope everything gets better.</content>
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    <title>HOUSE</title>
    <published>2009-09-22T05:38:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-24T14:29:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Laura Veirs - "Don't Lose Yourself."</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Probably the most feel good episodes of House I have ever seen.  At least it feels that way for me.  It made me have hope for a lot of things.  That I can do better.  I've just gotta try to keep other things out of my mind no matter how hard it is.  I can better myself for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gym made me feel pretty good too.  I was suprised at how well my endurance is with running still.  45 minutes at a good pace, and a good tv show to keep me occupied.  DId just a few upper body and ab workouts, but was pretty tired from my run and the tiny lunch and dinner I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this music video definitely feels like a good ending to the day.  If fits so perfectly in how these last 3 or so hours have treated me.  This is probably the best I've felt about anything in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;
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    <title>4:23AM</title>
    <published>2009-09-21T14:31:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-21T14:31:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Killers - "This Is Your Life" / Rilo Kiley - "A Better Son/Daughter"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I woke up. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't go back to sleep at all. &amp;nbsp;I felt very jittery and worried. &amp;nbsp;Not about my test though. &amp;nbsp;It didn't matter how much I tried not to think about it and fall back asleep because it was always there right in front of me, and all I can do is worry right now. &amp;nbsp;I didn't like it because I wanted to get some sleep, and I didn't like it because I knew I shouldn't be thinking like this so much. &amp;nbsp;I should try to worry about myself.</content>
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    <title>THE RULES</title>
    <published>2009-09-21T05:05:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-21T05:05:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Julian Casablancas - "11th Dimension"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;1. &amp;nbsp;DO NOT gain attention through sympathy. &amp;nbsp;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;DO NOT doubt yourself. &amp;nbsp;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Always stay in contact with &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;your friends. &amp;nbsp;ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;NEVER doubt yourself. &amp;nbsp;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;DO NOT be self destructive in any way. &amp;nbsp;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;NEVER DOUBT OR 2ND GUESS YOURSELF. &amp;nbsp;ALWAYS HAVE AN ADAMANT MIND-SET.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;NEVER DOUBT YOURSELF.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;EVER.&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>plueisnotabug @ 2009-09-11T12:08:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-12T00:48:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-12T17:15:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All he can do is blame himself for everything that has happened to him in the past week, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he keeps himself busy and toils away&lt;br /&gt; at minature projects to keep his mind at bay.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps the mask on to prove he's still there&lt;br /&gt;while silently finding his life is now bare.&lt;br /&gt;Nails punched in doors that his mind can't absolve,&lt;br /&gt;this effortless writing is not a resolve,&lt;br /&gt;but a quick way just to write my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;of how this has left him all crossed&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;feel like he&amp;nbsp;can't trust what he lost.&lt;br /&gt;A pool full of sunlight he wants to paint black,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;so he can burn in the dark with no light on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:21869</id>
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    <title>Defeat</title>
    <published>2009-02-07T10:07:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-07T10:07:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TRENTEMØLLER</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been anticipating for something bad to happen in my life lately.&amp;nbsp; Everything has been going really well, but recently I've just been getting bad vibes about the little things in my life.&amp;nbsp; All the big stuff has been going well with school, my girlfriend, and such.&amp;nbsp; I feel there's something wrong with me for not exploring the internet for new music talents, sitting down to try to draw again, or sitting down to try and play guitar.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if I'm unmotivated or uninspired.&amp;nbsp; In the back of my head is this image that I just need to get out.&amp;nbsp; Somewhere.&amp;nbsp; Anywhere.&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait until the summer days when I can enjoy the weather of the days and nights.&amp;nbsp; For now I am going to have to wait things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; I have been missing Trevin quite a bit since working today too.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>plueisnotabug @ 2009-02-04T17:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-05T01:23:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-05T01:23:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Shins</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;I watched a guy break up with a girl as I&amp;nbsp;was walking down the street towards my car because I had to park off campus today.&amp;nbsp; They were probably freshmen in high school from what I could see at my position across the street.&amp;nbsp; I continued just walking and looking out of the corner of my eye.&amp;nbsp; The girl started wailing on the guy, and the guy probably being the asshole that he is slapped around a few too, and he even spit at her.&amp;nbsp; I am pretty sure he was breaking up with her, but even after all that the girl could not seem to accept it or just did not want it to happen because despite the hitting, wrestling, and spitting she still went back to him.&amp;nbsp; There was something genuinely fucked up about it, but I still smiled in a bit of humor because I'm glad I'm not in that situation at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>ALL BLACK PLASMA</title>
    <published>2009-01-07T07:30:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-07T07:30:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bloc Party - Ion Square</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Don't lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let yourself get lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let yourself get lost</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:21097</id>
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    <title>Rubber Bullets</title>
    <published>2008-12-07T17:33:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-07T17:33:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>10 cc</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been wanting to start writing again for a while now, but I'm not quite sure what to start with right now.&amp;nbsp; Some things were on my mind last night at work that don't seem like they were very important, but when I was thinking about them they managed to seem that way. idk, I'm just being a little tempermental I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna finish eating my toast now and get ready for work now, so bu bye~</content>
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    <title>Biology: DNA Electrophoresis</title>
    <published>2008-11-25T21:07:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-25T21:15:59Z</updated>
    <category term="elecrophoresis"/>
    <category term="biology"/>
    <lj:music>The Killers - This Is Your Life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I know, I'm a freaking nerd, but this is pretty cool to me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="It&amp;#39;s travelling travelling travelling travelling, and it&amp;#39;s so shocking!" width="268" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/plueisnotabug/pic/00001wgf/s320x240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:plueisnotabug:20576</id>
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    <title>plueisnotabug @ 2008-10-14T14:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-19T03:05:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-19T03:05:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And I can hope and I can pray, but nothing&lt;br /&gt;good ever comes from praying to a god&lt;br /&gt;I don't entirely believe in.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>OLD(ER)</title>
    <published>2008-08-02T14:59:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-02T14:59:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy Birthday to Me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 years!!</content>
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