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    <title>Shonda</title>
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    <description>~*Ma Vie.....Mon Reve*~</description>
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      <title>Life's just not the same.....</title>
      <link>http://vivrepouraimer.blogdrive.com/archive/170.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2005 04:22:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>    Today is the day where I retire my blog. It may not be permanent, just for now, it's something I must do. It has been filled with every possible emotion and feeling....anger, hate, disappointment, happiness, love, hurt, so on and so forth. So many things to look back on and reminense about. Some things I wish to forget and others I hope will be etched into my heart and mind forever. Random ramblings amd things said from the depths of my heart and soul. This past year has been a year of extreme happiness and extreme pain to the 5th power.  And I want to thank you all, and say once more... (more)</description>
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      <title>Forever is just another word</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 05:22:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description> Ptsh, and who keeps promises anymore? My eyes are red and they hurt just like another part of me. Thank You.</description>
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      <title>Everything happens for a reason</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 20:05:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>   I really have nothing to update about. I just need to talk. Not many people are on right now and those that are don't IM me much, so I choose here to express my feelings. My heart hurts. I'll never know why I chose to keep this documentary on, but I did. I sit here, watching planes crashing into the buildings, many more buildings collapsing and I can't do anything but cry. I wasn't there, but watching this, I feel like I was.  My heart just instantaneously DROPS...WTC North Tower goes up in smoke....2nd plane crashes into the South Tower.. People jumping from stories as high as the 35th...... (more)</description>
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      <title>Check Me Out</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 04:28:03 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&quot;There was a time when shopping involved an actual dressing room. There were four walls, and you entered through a door. A whole door! And you could close the door and you could try on clothes and cry or whatever you do in the dressing room. But you had a door. There is no door any longer.

   You go try on clothes and the door is just keep getting higher and higher up and lower and lower down. Essentially, you are trying to get dressed behind a two-by-four. You know everyone can see the underwear going down to your ankles. (I don't know about you, but I always take my underwear off no... (more)</description>
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      <title>Je ne vous oublie pas...</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 06:08:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>non, jamais.</description>
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      <title>You want to REALLY know what the root of all evil is?</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2005 17:51:21 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>    It's Fire drills!! And even more than fire drills, it's fire drills at almost 1 in the damn morning when you have to be up in 5 hours. Oh yeah. Had my first campus fire drill last night/this morning. So, you all know how happy I was about that. And I had JUST fallen asleep too. Oh, you think high school fire dril bells are loud. They are NOTHING compared to Residence Hall ones...especially when you're sleeping.


   Should I update on how school's been so far? I guess I should, but at the moment, I don't feel like it. Maybe later.</description>
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      <title>Lost</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2005 05:57:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>   Tonight/this morning...not the greatest. I feel like i've lost a part of me, that's been there for 11 years, even though it's still there. Yeah, we'll stay friends, but at one point we best friends, then best friends for life, best friends forever, but now we're just friends. I sound greedy, but being downgraded aint the greatest feelin in the world. *Sigh* Everything happen's the way it's supposed to so, i have no choice but to deal with it. 



If you're lonely and need a friend 

And troubles seem like they never end 

Just remember to keep the faith 

And love will be there to... (more)</description>
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      <title>How come?</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2005 01:37:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>     This has got to be the perfect time to clear my mind and if it isn’t, I guess I’ll make it. I don’t even know what to think about anything anymore. I’m not really much of a go-getter, even if it’s for the things I want and long for the most. I’ll make an attempt and if it doesn’t work, why bother trying anymore? No one else is putting forth much –or any- effort for that matter. It doesn’t make much of a difference anyway because once (if) the effort is put forth by others, I’ll be sitting there, waiting, willing to accept the fact that it happened for this or that reason …willing to go... (more)</description>
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      <title>(*Insert word here*) is the root of all evil</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 23:57:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>   Well, well, well it's been awhile. I don't really feel like updating right now, but since i'm here, i might as well. I'm feeling a little bit stressed at the moment. So many things going on in my head, too many to digest at one time. Orientation was good though. I'll spare alll the boring details. We went to Erie on Wednesday after orientation. Millcreek mall....it's my new favourite mall. I actually BROUGHT something and I rarely ever buy anything, at least not for myself. I brought me a fleece travel blanket and pillow from Spencer's Gifts. I was going to buy something else, but I was... (more)</description>
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      <title>Victoria will have no secrets as we end out the day</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2005 23:27:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>   You ever stumble across lines in songs that you just can't help but post because they are either too funny to you not to post or they have some type of significant meaning to you? Well, that's where my title came from, so there's no point in looking into it any deeper. I just thought it was funny. I guess some/all of you are looking for a recap of my stay at Sarah's? Well, it aint happening tonight. I gotta pack for my orientation tonight, so i'll probably be giving yall a real update of everything on Friday. I'll leave you with this poem from my school poerty magazine:




Love is like... (more)</description>
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