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  <title>Sped Christ</title>
  <subtitle>Sped Christ</subtitle>
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    <name>Sped Christ</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:34861</id>
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    <issued>2003-01-03T22:15:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2003-01-03T22:15:00</title>
    <published>2003-01-04T04:16:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-04T04:16:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.celticdesires.com/tarot/whattarot.htm"&gt;I Am&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.celticdesires.com/tarot/mg.jpg" border="0" height="228" width="175"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which tarot card are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manifestation through will. Imagination, concentration, action. Spirit and Matter united. &lt;br /&gt;A young man raises a doubly terminated wand in his right hand. The wand is held vertically, a tool for the unification of heaven and earth. His left index finger grounds this duality into creation drawing from the original chaos to bring into being the flowers of creation. His aura is shown as the horizontal figure eight, symbol of eternity, while about his waist is wrapped the serpen-cinture, the serpent devouring its own tail, another symbol of eternity. In front of him are the creator/magicians tools, wands, cups, swords and pentacles, symbolizing fire, water, air and earth.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:34620</id>
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    <issued>2002-12-31T18:36:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-12-31T18:36:00</title>
    <published>2003-01-01T00:37:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-01-01T00:37:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I fucking hate fucking new year's it's fucking pointless.  Everybody goes out and gets fucking drunk with their fucking friends HOPING the next fucking year wasn't as bad as the past one, when in fact we all fucking know it's going to suck even more dick.  Everybody is fucking happy about fucking nothing and they fucking forget the little fucking people they cant stand to live without..... fuck the whole fucking world for being so fucking happy.  Fuck happiness and fuck you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:34499</id>
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    <issued>2002-12-27T03:42:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-12-27T03:42:00</title>
    <published>2002-12-27T09:47:25Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-27T09:47:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know what's going on with me.  Lately I've had a void inside me... I don't even understand myself anymore.  My whole life is one big fucking lie.  I'm lying to everybody, including myself.  Everything I've been believing in turns out to be a lie.  I don't know what's real anymore.  I don't even know when I'm really happy or just faking it.  Are my smiles real or are they painted?  Most likely they're painted, but sometimes they're real.  My family and most of my aquaintences think I'm a happy person....  Truth is, I hope somebody walks up to me and kills me.  I won't kill myself because I don't believe in suicide.  I've seen what it does to the living and I don't want anybody to go through that.  But I don't think anybody would really care if I was gone or not.  Sure they'd cry or feel bad or something, but I wouldn't be missed.  I'm not an asset to anything.  I'm useless.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:34274</id>
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    <issued>2002-12-07T02:17:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-12-07T02:17:00</title>
    <published>2002-12-07T08:18:49Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-07T08:18:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why can't I just fucking die already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God you better watch out cause I'm &lt;font size="8"&gt;NUKING&lt;/font&gt; your ass when I'm up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckers.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:33933</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-27T00:37:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-27T00:37:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-27T06:37:28Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-27T06:37:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=FFSeven"&gt;&lt;img src="http://persocite.francite.com/nala/vincentbanner.gif" border="0" alt="Find out which FF7 Character you are!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's supposed to be vincent</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:33785</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-27T00:33:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-27T00:33:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-27T06:33:15Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-27T06:33:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=Knowyouthree" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://album.atomic-systems.com/showPic.php/24934/standingup.jpg" border="0"&gt; &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=Knowyouthree" target="_top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Sex Position Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; test by &lt;a href="http://www.leyleysmiles.deardiary.net"&gt;Ley Ley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:33339</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-26T19:35:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-26T19:35:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-27T01:35:51Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-27T01:35:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">welp, almost thanksgiving.  this is gonna be the first thanksgiving I had where I didn't have to sit at a card table since I lived in Mississippi, so I'm like all happy and shit.  I start tutoring Kjell on friday for $5 an hour, so it'll be pretty cool to get some extra money :D.  a week from tomorrow is my last day of classes for the semester... after that I'll be going to San Antonio College, aka SAC.  I got my course schedule all planned out and I'm going to register probably tomorrow over the phone.  I am taking..... German, English 2, Math (internet class, SCORE!), Classical Voice, classical guitar, abnormal psychology, and weight training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for next semester, but the vacation will be VERY good for me.  that's all I have for now</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:33120</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-25T05:36:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-25T05:36:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-25T11:36:23Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-25T11:36:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blaaaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;br /&gt;I've been working since like 6 PM yesterday and it's like 5:30 AM now *cryz*  I just have a couple more psych papers to do until I can get a pretty good grade *sigh*  I just hope I can get the history paper done in time too... *humps the wall out of frusteration* okay, enough bullshitting.  Time to get my ass to work... again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:32950</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-22T21:57:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-22T21:57:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-23T03:58:09Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-23T03:58:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blah, today's been way too long.  Parents decided they wanted a bunch of the house painted, guess who they called! yep, meh.  Myriah and I are looking at upcoming concerts to go to, but we cant really agree on any.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mad at angela for the comments she made.  She thinks the puppy dog eyes and shit is gonna make me not mad at her,  well she's freakin wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the lock in, we're doing a murder mystery game where me, my brother, and Tim are going to fake our deaths and the people have to figure out who the murderer is... it's going to be cool because I'm going to be "poisoned" *Muahahahahahahaha!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now though...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:32525</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-22T17:34:00</issued>
    <title>ooh la la, show that sexy ankle!</title>
    <published>2002-11-22T23:35:20Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-22T23:35:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2002/WORLD/africa/11/22/nigeria.missworld/index.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2002/WORLD/afric&lt;wbr /&gt;a/11/22/nigeria.missworld/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr&lt;br /&gt;amazing what sex does these days</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:32343</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-20T18:10:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-20T18:10:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-21T00:11:23Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-21T00:11:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, here I am stuck at school waiting for my carpool to get out of math... well, I'm skipping math so I wouldn't be so bored if I had went...well... yes I would, so forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished two projects for multimedia today and I'm having Anja translate my finals into german to add on to my portfolio... the minimum competency exam took me like 25-30 minutes tops... which is a &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; short time compared to most other projects which take hours, days, weeks, and sometimes even months.  All it was, was my teacher gave me a story board and told me to give her exactly what it said.  She gave us all the materials we needed, etc.  I swear to god I'm gonna end up doing this for a living if I don't watch out *shudders at the thought*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be getting $400 soon for getting people to participate for some foreign exchange thing my mom's doing, so ima be getting some money! :D  Bout time too, my bank account's almost dry and if I don't get money in it by the fee date... then I get a bounced check! fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to head out though because it's almost time for the class to let out (if it hasn't already).</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:32167</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-18T12:32:00</issued>
    <title>amazing what boredom in multimedia class can do...</title>
    <published>2002-11-18T18:35:35Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-18T18:35:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.dakrat.com/images/ROBTINT1.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like it?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:31744</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-18T02:55:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-18T02:55:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-18T08:58:23Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-18T08:58:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I FOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!&lt;wbr /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SHIT FOR BRAINS! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;about fucking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:31561</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-18T02:46:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-18T02:46:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-18T08:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-18T08:49:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is crazy...&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to find a song by Pig (pretty sure it's them, if not ima be pissed) throughout my library of mp3s that has guitars that sound like it's from a cheesey porno *sigh* I'm on 31 of 49 and I got school today... fun shit</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:31330</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-18T02:39:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-18T02:39:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-18T08:42:06Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-18T08:42:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;...Doubting&lt;br /&gt;...Trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to look at the face of the man who is dying&lt;br /&gt;To look for the face of the man who is lying&lt;br /&gt;The ambler gambler is low and loaded&lt;br /&gt;His rusty steed turns to burn into my soul&lt;br /&gt;I hear the cries&lt;br /&gt;My body lies in sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;The long way home I cannot seek&lt;br /&gt;He knows the pain its special place&lt;br /&gt;I know its look I know its face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White silver draws black lines&lt;br /&gt;Bright whites the killing kind&lt;br /&gt;Two wrongs don't make a right&lt;br /&gt;Two blacks don't make a white&lt;br /&gt;Devotion isn't what it seems&lt;br /&gt;The broker of my broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Hell is all that I see&lt;br /&gt;My cell is my sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a black space where my soul should be&lt;br /&gt;A gaping wound where my heart could be&lt;br /&gt;I feel so low I feel like Christ&lt;br /&gt;I see my head is turning white&lt;br /&gt;The knuckles twisted raw and I'm so empty&lt;br /&gt;And there's no respite&lt;br /&gt;You prey together on the small&lt;br /&gt;Hell-vision shows it every night&lt;br /&gt;The ambler gambler is low and loaded&lt;br /&gt;His rusty steed turns to burn into my soul&lt;br /&gt;I hear the cries&lt;br /&gt;My body lies in sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;The long way home is what I seek&lt;br /&gt;He knows the pain its special place&lt;br /&gt;And I know your face&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:30994</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-17T21:41:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-17T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-18T03:43:36Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-18T03:43:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Like my new haircut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dakrat.com/images/robthinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather like it myself</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:30915</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-15T03:23:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-15T03:23:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-15T09:23:10Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-15T09:23:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I cant sleep... so I got myself a midnight snack (Ramen) and now I'm bullshitting around.  Kind of talking to Anja on the forums... blaaaaaaaaaaah it's so boring right now... I think I'm going to get dad to give me a haircut later today... that'd be groovy lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I cant think of what else to put up, so I'm gonna stop typing.... auf wiedersehen bitches</content>
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    <issued>2002-11-15T01:57:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-15T01:57:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-15T07:57:55Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-15T07:57:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.dakrat.com/music/Sped%20Christ%20-%20Time%20and%20Space%20Paradox.mp3"&gt;Time and Space Paradox&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:30271</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-15T01:35:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-15T01:35:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-15T07:35:55Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-15T07:35:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What a day it has been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've completed &lt;b&gt;THREE&lt;/b&gt; songs... all highly praised by my peers :D  In fact, Glittery Penguin got a 9 out of 10 on acidplanet.com hehehehe. Steffan came over today and hung out with me, then Brandon came over too and we BSed and watched BMW commercials for a while, it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stop making music, but right now I'm tired as hell.... but the addrenaline is going lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go read or watch TV or something... what a day :D</content>
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    <issued>2002-11-15T00:13:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-15T00:13:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-15T06:13:43Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-15T06:13:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#333333" border="0" width="270" cellspacing="0"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#666666"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CCCCCC" font="font" size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SimilarMinds.com Compatibility Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#999999"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your match with &lt;b&gt;Rob&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are 63% similar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are 90% complementary&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.similarminds.com/match/"&gt;How Compatible are You and Your Friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's with Cassie</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:29938</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-14T20:09:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-14T20:09:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-15T02:09:56Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-15T02:09:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and yet another &lt;a href="http://www.dakrat.com/music/Sped%20Christ%20-%20Glittery%20Penguin.mp3"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; finished</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:29549</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-14T16:02:00</issued>
    <title>New Sped Christ Song finished</title>
    <published>2002-11-14T22:03:14Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-14T22:03:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Get it &lt;a href="http://www.dakrat.com/music/Sped%20Christ%20-%20Serenity.mp3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:ribby:29323</id>
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    <issued>2002-11-14T14:21:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-14T14:21:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-14T20:21:56Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-14T20:21:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">New Sped Christ song near completion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially applied for SAC... now I need to go over what courses I want... it'll probably be something along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;German&lt;br /&gt;Sociology&lt;br /&gt;math&lt;br /&gt;english II&lt;br /&gt;abnormal psych&lt;br /&gt;and some kind of music course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might possibly take a fitness course or ROTC so I can get back into shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army sent me another ad or something, and once again I'm in that phase *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a portfolio for my finals in multimedia authoring... going to consist of my Director project and my music I've put together, so that should be pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been talking to Cassie a lot lately.  It's strange, whenever she needs help, I'm always the first to jump in.  Mom thinks it's because since the day I met her, I've always been her protector. Strange.  The scary part is, I think I'm falling in love again :/</content>
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    <issued>2002-11-12T03:20:00</issued>
    <title>ribby @ 2002-11-12T03:20:00</title>
    <published>2002-11-12T09:21:04Z</published>
    <updated>2002-11-12T09:21:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm confused.  So I'm on the phone with Laura, spinning mindlessly on my computer chair when I get a message on MSN from Cassie that was pretty much an apology and a "I still love you" type of message, but I didn't really read it until after I was off the phone.  So when I get off the phone, she was pretty much offline, so I read it.  I then see I got an email from Cassie as well with the picture below included.  I won't read what the email said because that's private between me and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to SAC today and grabbed a course catalogue as well as filling out an application to transfer there... finally a college that doesn't look like a high school *does the cabbage patch* it's also a hell of a lot bigger than Northwest Vista... hopefully the teachers do as good of a job... but at least I get my German :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately my creative juices have been flowing like niagra falls.  Unfortunatly, I've been using those juices for homework mostly, including my final project in multimedia authoring... but hey, school comes first, then the music...need the education of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out it wasn't my gall bladder, but it was my liver that's bad... but it's nothing that cant be cured by exercising and watching what I eat.  I've lost so much weight since the pain first started... I've been repulsed by the sight of food... I cant even get full normally... if I have food in me it hurts, so yeah.... I know, pretty messed up, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you people, I'll have Sped Christ music soon, just gimme time :P</content>
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    <issued>2002-11-12T03:02:00</issued>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.dakrat.com/images/cassnwill.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they so cute together?  The pretty one is Cassie and the cute one is William.</content>
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