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  <title>Jessica, Chani, Alia, Sabiha,Gahanima, Sahia, Siona</title>
  <subtitle>The women who bore the burdens of Dune</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-11-11T06:39:05Z</updated>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-11-11T02:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-11T06:39:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-11T06:39:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I don't know what to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw mona lisa smile and it really made me feel contemplative. I just hate broken, bad marriages, they make me feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate to think that my marriage could be that broken or meaningless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also felt like why am I going to school if what I really want to do is have a family I felt like julia's character. she really did want to marry eric from the 70's show but she could have gone to yale law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong of me to want an education thinking that it may have nothing to do with my career or the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were just talking about the verse in Ephesians 4:&lt;br /&gt;20 But you have not so learned Christ, 21 if indeed you have heard Him and have been taught by Him, as the truth is in Jesus: 22 that you put off, concerning your former conduct, the old man which grows corrupt according to the deceitful lusts, 23 and be renewed in the spirit of your mind, 24 and that you put on the new man which was created according to God, in true righteousness and holiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt that the the phrase "be renewed in the spirit of your mind" has something but not everything to do with mental knowledge.  &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it has something to do with the verse "and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I miss my friends (I feel awful for not reading lj anymore or calling or e-mailing but I really love you) and I miss my family a lot (first time home next fri!)and I am too tired so I need to stop myself before I start rolling down the hill of negative thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but PS&lt;br /&gt;I think I want to major is astrophysics....bridget you inspired me with your impression of what that meant.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-09-30T09:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-30T13:29:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-30T13:29:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life is funny&lt;br /&gt;God is amazing&lt;br /&gt;and every time I am going to come home I get desperate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness for Michelle's sister and family I wish her all the best.&lt;br /&gt;I think that livejournal is sad if no one uses it anymore...like gaia and deadjournal and yahoo pool. I feel like they are graveyards for our friendships...little pieces left left there when we are gone. &lt;br /&gt;I know i'm being to dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you all and I hope that you can see all of what God is doing in your lives to shape you and make you even more amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Erin I had a dream that you died....I don't remember everything about it but I remember I was happy because you had written a will. sorry&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Bridget has mirror mask....thanks, sorry I didn't ask first.</content>
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    <title>back from white lake CC</title>
    <published>2006-08-20T02:06:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-20T02:06:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SO, I just got back from camp.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of pranking and a lot of unneeded conflict and feel that on the surface it may look like that is all that happened. &lt;br /&gt;But I also leaned that the little things matter. the things I say to people just in passing may make a larger impact that I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that I have to plan to grow in Christ. I  doesn't just happen. I guess I knew this but I might not have thought of it that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful because I know that I am slowing being sanctified. That sounds so theological but really it is the most beautiful and encouraging part of salvation. &lt;br /&gt;Salvation happened once and in that moment christians are redeemed and considered righteous before God. and even though it is still impossible for us to be perfect we must strive for perfection. In doing this I am growing in Christ, I am being made pure; I am being sancified. It is a beautiful word. God is amazing and noting is out of his control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can see more clearly that having a boyfriend for me right now would be hurtful and destructive in more ways than one. As much as it would be fun. I don't need it to complicate my life because there are more important things to focus my time and emotions and energy on.&lt;br /&gt;ok well I think I am off to watch star trek and knit or organize stuff...I am still doing laundry.</content>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-06-28T10:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-29T02:53:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-29T02:53:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">28-2-----&amp;gt;Mom's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-7------&amp;gt;Dad's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-11-----&amp;gt; Mom's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't look like camping will happen for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about Pirates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about a birthday party...week after camping</content>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-06-06T10:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-07T03:56:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-07T03:56:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good but I already feel like the summer is too short!&lt;br /&gt;I will just have to make the best of it &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;upon request I am now posting the times of my places of resedence:&lt;br /&gt;(these are the places I am sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 7-9-----&amp;gt;Dad's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 10-----&amp;gt;Mom's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-16------&amp;gt;Dad's with sisters all day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17-24----&amp;gt; Block Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25-27--------&amp;gt; Mom's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28-30-------&amp;gt;Dad's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more will come presently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here are the numbers:&lt;br /&gt;617-876-7301 mom&lt;br /&gt;781-391-2496 dad&lt;br /&gt;781 526 6765 cell</content>
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    <title>hehehe</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T23:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T23:45:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="Book Antiqua"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.insertyourwebaddresshere.com/RonaldW.jpg" width="300" height="100" border="0" alt="I&amp;#39;m Mrs. Ronald Weasley"&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sapphireisle.net/HPQuizzes/WeasleyBoy.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Book Antiqua" size="2"&gt;The Weasley Boy Marriage Quiz&lt;/a&gt; made by &lt;a href="http://www.sapphireisle.net/SapphireNetwork.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Sapphire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chanitescorum:24623</id>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-04-27T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-27T23:55:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-27T23:55:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">italain movie:  issac said he will edit it on my computer while he is drunk tonight....he will start around 12 and it is due at 8:30 in the morning we still have to film a lot of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silmarillion paper: not going to well considering I haven't finished the silamarillion or the other paper I need to read for the topic I picked. oh yeah in my head it is still due tom. because I need to fix it up and have time to re edit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english paper: 5 pages due next thu. but everything I wrote is awful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holocaust paper: 10 pages due in two weeks but the person who I am doing it with wants all the reasearch today so she can start it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend I have relay for life which is an all night thing from fri to sat. &lt;br /&gt;                        and I have 3 hour chorale practice and then the concert...sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a headach now!&lt;br /&gt;I need to pull an actual all nighter not a go to bed at 1 wake up at 4 not a got to bed at 4 wake up at 7 and real all nighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a meeting in 4 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUgs*&lt;br /&gt;please pray that I don't have a mental breakdown.</content>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-04-21T23:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-22T05:58:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-22T05:58:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>niente</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hi &lt;br /&gt;so when she is drunk she talks even more about sex...&lt;br /&gt;and I lost them all&lt;br /&gt;they left from the dance without keys or coats and &lt;br /&gt;I realized that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;I have been depressed because I worry and care about them when they aren't my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realsing my worry to God makes everything fabulous&lt;br /&gt;He can take better care of them than I ever could anyway&lt;br /&gt;but I am still tired&lt;br /&gt;I need to read so much tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;just read and maybe think of a topic for my paper...&lt;br /&gt;lets see I want to coun't papes&lt;br /&gt;103+18+22+8+34+38+270&lt;br /&gt;(In order of importance)&lt;br /&gt;comes to a grand  total of: 493&lt;br /&gt;(This is all for one class to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok news of the day:&lt;br /&gt;I miss book stores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally just need to be remined of who I really am I feel a whole lot better like I just switched my icon to the red sleeping lady and I felt all cozy and warm and happy</content>
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    <title>schedule fall '06</title>
    <published>2006-04-16T01:28:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-16T01:28:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kathryn&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;10:30-11:20 Italian&lt;br /&gt;11:30-12:20 Calculus I&lt;br /&gt;2:00-3:20 Medieval Dream Visions&lt;br /&gt;7:00-9:30 The Universe&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;9:00-10:50 Physics I&lt;br /&gt;1:00-1:50 Calculus (lab)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;10:30-11:20 Italian&lt;br /&gt;11:30-12:20 Calculus I&lt;br /&gt;2:00-3:20 Medieval Dream Visions&lt;br /&gt;7:00-9:30 The Universe&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;9:00-10:50 Physics I&lt;br /&gt;1:00-1:50 Italian (lab)&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;10:30-11:20 Italian&lt;br /&gt;11:30-12:20 Calculus I</content>
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    <title>sadness and anger...life and laughter</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T17:22:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T17:22:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ahhhhh computers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so I haven't had the time or energy to stop and think about hings... that makes me really sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do a skit in italian and have the script written by mon. I got the assignment on mon. and I was too scared to ask people then to be in my group. so I waited an now everyone I know (like know their name or ave ever said hi to them not like know hang out with all the time) is in a group or has done the whole thing already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry because I felt so small and stupiid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to post my classes. (will soon I am not at my own computer right now)&lt;br /&gt;Erin's looks really easy compared to mine....wait and see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the breakfast club yesterday! It was amazing...it makes me miss high school and how were so different but we were friends anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love wih the silmarillion. It is so beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I need to do:&lt;br /&gt;talk to people more&lt;br /&gt;be more informed about the news&lt;br /&gt;have a better system for keeoping track of appointments and schedules&lt;br /&gt;work more(I got $24 this past pay period with work study and $3 last time)&lt;br /&gt;read other books not for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and people who don't know how to have friends really bother me....they don't know what it is to be a friend or keep a friend... they think they don't need friends and that they are just there  to give them attention...and they try to manipulate you and use you to get what they want, and they pretend that they are going to kill themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was explaining that friends just dont insult eachother and not apoligize. and she said, "fine I won't have any friends at school" and hung up on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw my phone at the wall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the pieces came apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are so ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;*ques michelle* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want harry Potter                     Are they really getting rid of fake facebook accounts? because that would almost ruin my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I have to go give a talk to accepted january students in an hour...what to say what to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love I miss you&lt;br /&gt;kathryn</content>
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    <title>but wait there is more...part 2</title>
    <published>2006-03-31T08:01:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-31T08:02:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So their lives got messed up... we had to go rescue natalia from bad stuff and emily is having guy problems... and the ra had to yell at us for being loud in the quiet dorm. &lt;br /&gt;emily  had to say that she was the "area coordinater" for natalia to let us into her room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow I feel better about my life. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after so much talking and ranting about stupid cheating lying guys I still have hw...</content>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-03-30T23:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-31T05:20:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-31T05:20:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am cut off from myself...&lt;br /&gt;I left it by the river, &lt;br /&gt;in harvard yard,&lt;br /&gt;in my sisters room at bedtime,&lt;br /&gt;with my dad who is sleeping on the couch,&lt;br /&gt;with grainne and michelle watching fruits basket,&lt;br /&gt;with rachel in her room,&lt;br /&gt;with my friends holding soap bars,&lt;br /&gt;in galants car as she swerves through harvard square,&lt;br /&gt;with kelly and aimee going to chorale when it was a class,&lt;br /&gt;with bridget in the cemetary burning posters,&lt;br /&gt;with erin sitting on a bench when we didn't know our future,&lt;br /&gt;with sarah running medford savings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to be able to run...I mean it thought about it and i can't fit practice into my schedule let alone going to meets. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know music and I can't be good at that. I feel so ignorant in my classes. the only thing I have gotten better at is wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;I got paid 2.80 in 2 weeks with my job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to sit and feel bad for myself because I have so many oportunities and nothing is wrong &lt;br /&gt;How can people just drink like the rest of life doesn't matter? &lt;br /&gt;How can people pull off life when they have so much ofther crap wasting their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is wrong with me because even the things I cara about like Italian I don't put in all that much effort into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could keep up friendships better, I with I were healthier, I wish I could read faster, I wish I had talent, I wish I could focus on school like without friends...&lt;br /&gt;but I don't think I mean that&lt;br /&gt;because when I go driving places in natalia's jaguar I feel amazing...until after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to read Pearl and I have italian hw and I have my paper!!!!!! I need to talk about the style of LOTR: what it is and why Tolkien did it.&lt;br /&gt;ok I guess the moral of the story is don't waste time and I love my friends.</content>
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    <title>"I can't handel this"</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T20:30:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-09T20:30:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I keep saying I can't handle things...&lt;br /&gt;I normally can deal with stuff so why is that my phrase now?&lt;br /&gt;like I just can't not worry about emily's problems&lt;br /&gt;like for drinking she has to pay 150 dollars and tell her parents because a letter will be sent home.&lt;br /&gt;and she has guy problems.....lots&lt;br /&gt;and I have so much work and I feel like a bum!&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I jusst don't know enough and that my teachers think I am stupid. I try to ignore this feeling but doing that just makes me procrstinate work and not deal with anything because I say I can't deal with this. And I miss my sisters. Kailey was crying on the phone yesterday because she misses me..... "I CAN'T HANDLE THIS"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to my mom's and I hate that I don't want to be there....but I just don't feel like I need to. I saw her last weekend. I talked to her then, we caught up already&lt;br /&gt;I know she doesn't feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much work over bereak and I feel that I won't be able to really spend time with my sisters I am not going to be able to handel leaving them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just won't say it anymore. I won't care I will do my work and finish things and I won't let things bother me. I won't have to deal with things if they don't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside I go</content>
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    <title>ok...so much to say....</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T02:14:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T02:14:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>(Backround music)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so on friday:&lt;br /&gt;my roommate got drunk, &lt;br /&gt;but see I have never been around drunk people and she was acting like some of you guys might act normally so I really didn't know how much I had to do to take care of her...&lt;br /&gt;I know now that I would not have let her out of this room &lt;br /&gt;because she went to the dance &lt;br /&gt;and I went too because I had to help her walk and not get hurt and then after about 20 min. she got picked up by campus police &lt;br /&gt;and they questioned me and then when they knew I hadn't had anything they brought us back to the room and asked me to take responsibility for her and I did and I was really glad to &lt;br /&gt;and then the next mrning at like 7 she wakes us and is freaking out and doesn't remember anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was story number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story number 2 is that I have a paper and I just can't write it now so I will just go to bed really soon....I have 2 more paragraphs to rewrite and then a conclusion to make. pray for me please if you see this before 11:30 mon morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story 3&lt;br /&gt;I walked on the beach today in bare feet and then squished my toes in mud and then washed then off with snow...&lt;br /&gt;it was the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bed... now and up at 4. yeah...........for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv ya &lt;br /&gt;katerina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and my italian prof. e-mails us the hw at 10 this morning when we have class at 8:30 tomorrow!!!!! gah</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chanitescorum:22618</id>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-03-04T01:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T07:04:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T07:04:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to go home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but I didn't finish my paper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so sick about it? &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be  here&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go home</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chanitescorum:22468</id>
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    <title>"The...Identity"</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T05:44:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-25T05:44:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I put it on for distraction... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were wasted so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me think of her&lt;br /&gt;I miss her. &lt;br /&gt;and it makes me think of him&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;I miss the part of me I gave up &lt;br /&gt;the part of me that I can't get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she completely respected me&lt;br /&gt;she didn't even ask me to&lt;br /&gt;I saw how easy it could have been to go along with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not changing myself to "have fun"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chanitescorum:22059</id>
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    <title>homework</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T00:07:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-22T00:07:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"the hissing breath of the iron steed proclaims his wish..."</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok I am just thinking through a writing thing where we have to imitate a part of the book... and it is really hard to match it up perfectly with all the different parts like the tone and the style and the response it evokes and the situation that it depicts...plus we have to write an analysis of it and that just makes me think way too much &lt;br /&gt;oh and I am still writing for mr. tallon because my last paper I got a 4/5 but the teacher made the comment that I was putting in to many quotes and I wasn't just developing my arguments deeply.  booo I hate now knowing how to write and my non roommate breaths so loudly when she sleeps...gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repetition of phrase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phrases are all true but they are said to be not real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tone is sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understanding of truth is subtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one I can't make something match up for....booooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  *  *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tone is bitter &lt;br /&gt;sad at the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forceful statements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creates a personal connection with narrator because of all the me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actions of those in power are learned by the oppressed, they do the actions to themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I think I will say that parents of the narrator fought and manipulated and lied &lt;br /&gt;and now they found they kid had left and the spouse had left and you say fine go ahead and leave and then they see me in my family way in  the future and I am doing the same things that you did to us.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2006-02-17T11:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T16:19:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-17T16:19:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>emily singing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so much work... how will I finish it this weekend while I am with friends...gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read to chapter 5 in Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read chapter 4 in Shippey's road to middle-earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Italian HW online that hasn't even been asigned yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read 22 pages for Holocaust and take notes on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write a paage response on a section of english book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick a portion of the same to imitate and type it up (It has to be a page long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ok much love I just had to write that out so I could visualize it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the rain makes me happy</content>
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    <title>nebbia e meglio della stella scura</title>
    <published>2006-02-15T19:21:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-15T19:21:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">silliness makes me serious...&lt;br /&gt;the more time I have the more I waste&lt;br /&gt;the less I try the easierit gets&lt;br /&gt;the warmer it is the colder I feel.&lt;br /&gt;as I look at the stars I think of the darkness in myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wih I was lost instead&lt;br /&gt;because the fog is better than the dark stars</content>
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    <title>complex roommates</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T03:53:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T03:58:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>really loud pipes in the basement making me jump</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So.....stories from roommates about the weekend...lots of drinking making out and umm other unnamed sexual activities occuring in a bathroom... but the nice thing is that they know I won't do things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my roommate(emily) and I kind of invited our firend (natalia)to sleep on our floor because she doesn't like her roommates (they go to bed at different times and they just don't talk to her(natalia))&lt;br /&gt;but I came back from being home for the weekend and it was like the scene from how to loose a guy in 10 days I was in the bathroom and I looked at the door and there was a new bathrobe hanging up&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;new stuff in the shower&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;new toothbrush...new toothpaste....more face creams and razors...&lt;br /&gt;"NO!"&lt;br /&gt;oh and she had unplugged my alarm clock to plug in her cell phone charger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my third roommate(natalia) is just not cool. I like hanging out with her but i don't like it when she is in my bathroom and when she is sleeping on my floor and playing her music when I want it to be quiet.  and she makes my roommate(emily) act so differently. emily is so much more slutty, crude and loud around natalia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and another annoying adendem is that I can hear them laughing from my secluded homework spot in the basement...they are so loud and they are in my space....I had just gotten used to actually sharing my room with one person it was working...&lt;br /&gt;I have pacitence&lt;br /&gt;I have pactience &lt;br /&gt;O I do I just also need to rant to someone</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>dark windows</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T01:41:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T01:41:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Leave you far behind- Lunatic calm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so my friends right now are my roommate and this estonian girl and they are really nice but I still miss home. I miss you guys and I don't feel normal. I am trying to write my Christmas thank you notes...&lt;br /&gt;and I find myself thinking like my roommate she says things like sketch and queer and I don't know.... It is really hard to make myself study Italian... I want to watch Teen titans and go to work I really am not enjoying school but I know that I have to give it a chance... I had to write an inclass paper today in my writing classand all I could think about what AP english and how mr tallin would have hated my essay... and my roommate wants to go drink like she isn't an alcoholic but she wants to go out and party and don't understand how people can add drugs or alcohol to their lives and still be able to be supper smart and finish all their work... I mean maybe I am just ignorant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I am staring out my window and it is big and dark out and I just remembered what it was like when I was in about 3rd grade and my dad would make me redo my homeowrk. and I hated to do work on Thursday nights with my dad because of it and I would do it in the dinning room in our old house by this big dark window... I hate being here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nigth I had the first Christian Fellowship meeting, and it was nice. the girl talked about how people make new years reslolutions thinking they can change themselves when we really need God's grace to do that. and it was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss my family.......gahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry about the ranting...&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I know thay most of you have survived this so I should be able to also.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chanitescorum:20641</id>
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    <title>the words for my aggitaion...</title>
    <published>2005-12-22T01:08:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-22T01:08:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">burning chils. &lt;br /&gt;forboding boardom.&lt;br /&gt;invisible imagination.&lt;br /&gt;fogy reality.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chanitescorum:20343</id>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2005-11-23T23:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-24T04:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-24T04:05:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I leave at 6 AM... I hate this. It feels like Saturday afternoon. I feel like not doning anything but I still have to pack. If Aunt Holly wasn't here I would just watch Enterprise or read. but gah I hate this I need to not care about people and places and things....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:chanitescorum:20138</id>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2005-11-13T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T01:46:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T01:46:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px solid #333333; margin: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; font: bold 16px sans-serif; background: #ffddbb; color: #000000; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; border-right: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="134" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="138" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="132" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" height="12" width="158" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 7.9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" height="12" width="100" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/redbar.gif" height="12" width="16" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 0.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Finance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="124" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; border-top: 1px solid #333333; font: bold 14px sans-serif; background: #ffeedd; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html" style="color: #0000ff;"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>chanitescorum @ 2005-11-11T23:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T04:42:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T04:42:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I tried to think for her and then it made me think. &lt;br /&gt;I sm filled with emotion &lt;br /&gt;I am saturated in it&lt;br /&gt;that is who I am&lt;br /&gt;but I run away&lt;br /&gt;I let it sit&lt;br /&gt;lapping against my soul&lt;br /&gt;or curning in my mind&lt;br /&gt;and rarely will it spill over&lt;br /&gt;and be seen&lt;br /&gt;but it controlls everything&lt;br /&gt;and that is the tension&lt;br /&gt;the loves that pull me.&lt;br /&gt;the hate that gaurds me. &lt;br /&gt;the fear that hides me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to run and run and run untill I reach eternal safety.&lt;br /&gt;but Heaven isn't on earth and I can't reach it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I found safey in my trust&lt;br /&gt;but that is the tension&lt;br /&gt;I can't let go of my emotions&lt;br /&gt;I have drunk them I have eaten them&lt;br /&gt;I cannot ignore them&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fight them I cannot let them rule in my heart&lt;br /&gt;that throne belongs to another who is greatest&lt;br /&gt;and who can protect me against the torential waves&lt;br /&gt;I just have to ask.</content>
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