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		<title>I'm losing confidence</title>
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		<pubDate>2008-01-13T20:50:27Z</pubDate>
		<description>... in myself. I think I&#039;m beginning to stop loving .__. I do not feel that thumping when I think about him. Maybe myself is just protecting from the pain of not seeing him and keeps on ignoring every feeling concerning him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like C.G Jung xD&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Not sure ...</title>
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		<pubDate>2008-01-06T19:38:05Z</pubDate>
		<description>I&#039;m not sure anymore. About what I should do with my life. I&#039;m afraid of changes. But mostly I&#039;m the one who does change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda turns out like sort of been shizophrenic xD Gosh, I&#039;m hopeless xD&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Alone</title>
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		<pubDate>2008-01-03T22:26:44Z</pubDate>
		<description>I&#039;m listening to the Amelié- Soundtrack and feel alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#039;t feel like doing anything. I want to draw a fanart for my fanfiction. I love the pairing shin x natsu... although, she hasn&#039;t asnwered him yet xD&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Empty ~</title>
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		<pubDate>2007-12-09T22:00:56Z</pubDate>
		<description>I feel somewhat &lt;strong&gt;empty&lt;/strong&gt; ... I &lt;strong&gt;dunno&lt;/strong&gt;, what it is... Just made some &lt;strong&gt;cookies with my mum and my sister&lt;/strong&gt; (she visited us after a long time) but ...well I guess I&#039;m gettin&#039; this &lt;strong&gt;sickness all housewifes get&lt;/strong&gt; in winter...&lt;strong&gt;WINTER DEPRESSION -___- &lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow I&#039;ll see my &lt;strong&gt;husband &lt;/strong&gt;.... but still I am&lt;strong&gt; feeling of losing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;not missing him&lt;/strong&gt;. Maybe it&#039;s that I just &lt;strong&gt;do not want to miss&lt;/strong&gt; him, because when he goes to &lt;strong&gt;military&lt;/strong&gt; I won&#039;t see him &lt;strong&gt;for a long time&lt;/strong&gt;. I don&#039;t want to get &lt;strong&gt;broken by missing&lt;/strong&gt; him. I wish I could cry, but it wouldn&#039;t help, or make anything better. And I am &lt;strong&gt;dreaming of cheating&lt;/strong&gt; on him ... and I quite &lt;strong&gt;do not know how to cope&lt;/strong&gt; with that. ...It&#039;s just &lt;strong&gt;fuqqing crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so I just feel like an emo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Little finger ...</title>
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		<pubDate>2007-11-30T20:37:56Z</pubDate>
		<description>Today in &lt;strong&gt;gym class&lt;/strong&gt; we played some volleyball ... and it &lt;strong&gt;smashed my stupid little finger&lt;/strong&gt; ... typical for me. Tomorrow I have to go see the &lt;strong&gt;doctor &lt;/strong&gt;and he&#039;ll have to do some &lt;strong&gt;x-ray thingies&lt;/strong&gt;... Sport&#039;s &lt;strong&gt;not good&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;.__.&#039;&lt;/strong&gt; And tomorrow I&#039;ll have to &lt;strong&gt;write a test&lt;/strong&gt; because I missed the philosophy one &lt;strong&gt;.__.&#039;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUQQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#039;s my 15th anniversary ...I&#039;m 15 months together with my husband  ~ LOVE &amp;lt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Missed test, missed theatre... .__.'</title>
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		<pubDate>2007-11-24T18:48:11Z</pubDate>
		<description>...Gosh, I&#039;m preparing myself for the coming spanisch test and the philosophy test ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Except my lovely sweetheart x333&lt;/strong&gt; (he hates this word muahaha)&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Still ill ...-x-</title>
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		<pubDate>2007-11-21T16:35:44Z</pubDate>
		<description>Friday will be a &lt;strong&gt;philosophy test&lt;/strong&gt; ... and I don&#039;t understand &lt;strong&gt;utilitarism and Epicour&lt;/strong&gt; ... friggin&#039; hell... These guys &lt;strong&gt;Bentham and Mill are freaks&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maths test was okay, although I did not do everythin&#039; ... gosh I&#039;ll get a D or E xD Again xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;husband&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot; doesn&#039;t know what to buy as a &lt;strong&gt;christmas present &lt;/strong&gt;for me ~ and he&#039;s getting ill, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My fault T^T&#039;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Maths reaaally suckz</title>
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		<pubDate>2007-11-20T19:50:21Z</pubDate>
		<description>Tomorrow, there&#039;ll be a &lt;strong&gt;maths-test&lt;/strong&gt; ... Well maths aren&#039;t &lt;strong&gt;my best subject&lt;/strong&gt; in school, you know. I&#039;ll look through some books and them go to sleep... I&#039;m &lt;strong&gt;getting ill&lt;/strong&gt;, my &lt;strong&gt;throat aches&lt;/strong&gt; and my nose, too. Oh, and I have temperature (&lt;strong&gt;No, I&#039;m not getting emo at all xD&lt;/strong&gt;). I hope I&#039;ll be okay until next  weekend. I&#039;ll go with my &lt;strong&gt;literature-group&lt;/strong&gt; to maastricht and &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. I&#039;ll-stab-you-if-you-get-ill&lt;/strong&gt; will stab me if I get ill xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo ...there are &lt;strong&gt;no more options left&lt;/strong&gt; haha &lt;strong&gt;&amp;gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>Yesterday troubles</title>
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		<pubDate>2007-11-11T13:57:44Z</pubDate>
		<description>I knew, that it might had been better &lt;strong&gt;staying at home and watching TV&lt;/strong&gt; ~ but &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;, monday knows everything best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly most people who have been invited have &lt;strong&gt;canceled &lt;/strong&gt;so there were&lt;strong&gt; only me, WusLe and *itch&lt;/strong&gt;. It was kinda boring, because there was &lt;strong&gt;no topic&lt;/strong&gt; we could really talk about, so we just sat there and &lt;strong&gt;bared&lt;/strong&gt; those little kids (cousins or something) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played memory, like little children ~ ok, it was a chilly atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT THEN&lt;/strong&gt; it was destroyed by her uncle and her dad, who have been drinking too much and were fighting. Her Dad (with a &lt;strong&gt;bloody nose&lt;/strong&gt;, beaten up by the other one) came into the room, where we sat and told &lt;strong&gt;Lilly&lt;/strong&gt; to call the &lt;strong&gt;police&lt;/strong&gt; and some cabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was a &lt;strong&gt;totally messed up&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;quot;party&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I&#039;ll pee in my pants, because I was so afraid of the fact that nothing more than a &lt;strong&gt;simple wodden door &lt;/strong&gt;seperated us from the drunken people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;strong&gt;might smashed&lt;/strong&gt; the door and beat us up like they did with each other before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;glad&lt;/strong&gt;, when my dad finally fetched us (me and WusLe). I &lt;strong&gt;couldn&#039;t&lt;/strong&gt; really &lt;strong&gt;sleep&lt;/strong&gt; much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a really shock for me, seeing people punching each other at a &lt;strong&gt;birthday&lt;/strong&gt; party. On such a day people should be &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; and not &lt;strong&gt;destroy furniture&lt;/strong&gt; ôo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it&#039;s not the best solution, but just to have an &lt;strong&gt;insurence of my personal safety&lt;/strong&gt;, I won&#039;t go there again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#039;m glad that *itch stayed there and made a little of those &lt;strong&gt;dramaqueen-psychologistic thingies&lt;/strong&gt; like saying &amp;quot;If you fall, I&#039;ll catch you!&amp;quot; with that &lt;strong&gt;strange expression&lt;/strong&gt; on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh, that wasn&#039;t any Soap-opera in Tv - that was friggin&#039; reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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		<title>1st strike</title>
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		<pubDate>2007-11-10T15:17:59Z</pubDate>
		<description>Hi, this is &lt;strong&gt;monday &lt;/strong&gt;(Yes, I was so stupid chosing &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;name, problem? òo). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#039;m still sitting in pyjama...and it&#039;s already &lt;strong&gt;afternoon&lt;/strong&gt; here. Today one of my school has birthday. We aren&#039;t very close friends, but she&#039;s always nice to me. &lt;strong&gt;AND most important&lt;/strong&gt; there&#039;ll be cake and stuff - so I go xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays are a good chance to eat as much sweet stuff as you can (just like halloween, except all the fun you can have with &lt;strong&gt;scaring little kids and throwing eggs on houses&lt;/strong&gt; xD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair yesterday - I kinda look now like &lt;strong&gt;Ore-sama&lt;/strong&gt; xD But I  luv meever xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it friggin&#039; cold here, but I&#039;m just too lazeh putting on the heat xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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