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  <title>Poet's Paradise</title>
  <subtitle>Heather</subtitle>
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    <name>Heather</name>
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  <updated>2005-03-21T03:37:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:3504</id>
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    <title>YAY FOR SPOONS!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-03-21T03:35:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-21T03:37:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>static</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tweakbaby/1050948657_ectedspoon.jpg" border="0" alt="spoonguy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are spoon guy.  You should have planned ahead&lt;br&gt;buddy, or packed a bigger lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tweakbaby/quizzes/which%20rejected%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which rejected character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:3132</id>
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    <title>Cram TIme!</title>
    <published>2005-03-16T04:15:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-16T04:15:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Suitemates</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ARG!!! I hate tests...at the moment I am attempting to cram for my calc II test (which I take tommorrow!) but unfortunately I get distracted far too easily so it makes it a wee bit more difficult. *sigh* well just thought i should share my misfortunates =P wish me luck =/</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:2999</id>
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    <title>Home again</title>
    <published>2005-03-14T12:46:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-14T12:46:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Baby Got Back</lj:music>
    <content type="html">AND I'M BACK IN BOSTON, WOOOOOO!!! ...lord I'm tired. I just got back from a 5 1/2 hour flight from 1 a.m. (Boston time) to 6 a.m. (same) and then taking the subway all the way back to my dorm as I lugged a 52 lbs. suitcase, my backpack, and a heavy bookbag along for the ride. Unfortunately my day has just started seeing as I have class from noon till 4 and then I must begin studying for calc =( glarb says I.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:2579</id>
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    <title>life_of_poetry @ 2005-03-03T03:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-03T08:11:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-03T08:11:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wheels - Cake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Phew, i finally finished said report and boy am i exhausted, 3 a.m. and now to sleep, gnight to all.....o bugger i have far too much to do tommorrow, o well, no use complaining time for bed =P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:2514</id>
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    <title>life_of_poetry @ 2005-03-03T01:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-03T06:14:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-03T06:14:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Big O</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ARG!!!!!!!!!! I Can't concentrate.......i need to finish this bloody ek130 report but i just cant concentrate.....sigh, i keep doing other things to try and relaz myself so i can get back to work but it just aint workin............need concentration....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:2099</id>
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    <title>It's The Doom Song, dooooom...</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T19:34:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T19:34:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence....Complete and Utter Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Here I am again in margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt....or rather back in this bloody ek130 class, which is entirely pointless and stupid...*sigh* nothing to do....just bored out of my skull as utter silence completely envelops my soul, how melodramatic can i get =P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:2042</id>
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    <title>Feeet</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T06:31:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T06:31:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fan whirring</lj:music>
    <content type="html">O god my aching feet, i just got back from dancing at a salsa club for 4 1/2 hours with a bunch of friends. I am so bloody exhausted, but i had a blast, amazingly wnough i didn't even have to get drunk, what an odd concept...=P and now I am bored =( i needs peeps to talk to, IM me Pleeeeease, i needs company</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:1757</id>
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    <title>SQUIGGLES!!!</title>
    <published>2005-02-24T19:53:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-24T19:54:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rambling with Russian Accent</lj:music>
    <content type="html">GOd i hate this class, time to whine, bitch, AND moan =P instead of listening to my professor (with his thick Russian accent) ramble about sguiggles somehow having signifigance to mechanical engineering I prefer to write and allow my creative energy out...now what to say. well i'm tired and a bit lonely at the moment, plus somehow my mother has managed to squirm her way back into my life even with me being across the country, damnit...must remedy it somehow...o well could be worse i suppose, i could still be under her "Iron Grip" but I'm free, isn't college great. ooooo i know, one of my favorite quotes shall be shown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a time and a place for everything, and it's called college."&lt;br /&gt;-Chef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is quite a deep truth, don't you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:1315</id>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T00:02:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T00:02:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>In The Waiting Line - Zero 7</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't even know how i feel right now, I'm just kinda numb at the moment....I hurt but it feels like a distant dream, life is far too complicated and nothing comes out at the right time. I want to stop being stressed and sad and just live my life, but nothing is that simple. Emotions cascade over me constantly, but just like a waterfal I cant grab onto any of them, they just slip out of my hands...(dramatic enough for you)...but yeah...everything is far too confusing for me to understand, but whatever, that's how things basically are all the time...I just rarely look back on it and view it as an outsider like I am in this numb state of mind... and to top it all of, I have no valentine =( *sigh* does anyone wanna be my valentine =/</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:951</id>
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    <title>Good Lord</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T05:08:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T05:08:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sex Pistols</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my friend is on the way with her friend to go smoke pot at the house of a 34 year old guy she met about 2-3 weeks ago online, and i'm freaking out, i mean she visited him once before alone but just because nothing happened doesnt mean nothing will, what the hell do i do in a stiuation like this......</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:life_of_poetry:266</id>
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    <title>New Journal</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T10:16:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T10:16:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Random infomercial</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I suppose it's always good to get a new start, welcome to my journal =) Here's to a happy life and happy year!</content>
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