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  <title>Story of a girl</title>
  <subtitle>the girl on the beach</subtitle>
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    <name>♡</name>
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  <updated>2003-07-01T13:06:36Z</updated>
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    <title>damozel @ 2003-07-01T21:04:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-01T13:06:36Z</published>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:damozel:7559</id>
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    <title>HP.</title>
    <published>2003-06-25T02:54:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-25T02:54:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know who died even though I haven't read the book, because someone posted a comment somewhere and I read it. I spoilt it for me. Ohhhh bother. Hmm, I really hope my mum is getting the damn book today.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:damozel:7338</id>
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    <title>Very Good.</title>
    <published>2003-06-24T14:03:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-24T14:03:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;form action="http://www.deskslave.org/silly/deathday.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Deathday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your name:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;damozel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;You will die on:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Tuesday, October 25, 2022&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;You will die of:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Suicide &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Username:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="username" value="damozel"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="What&amp;#39;s my Deathday?"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deskslave.org/"&gt;Created by Quill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely heart-broken, my mum hasn't received the HP book. Bleah. Ciao!</content>
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    <title>Damozel=?</title>
    <published>2003-06-19T12:27:31Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-19T12:27:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All about loving you - Bon Jovi.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" width="80%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellspacing="1" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#ffffff"&gt;damozel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Magic Number&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;19&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Job&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;9 to 5 Lifer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Personality&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Multiple&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Temperament&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Cool And Calm&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Sexual&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;If I Have To&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Likely To Win&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;The Booker Prize&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Me - In A Word&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Evil&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30%"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#000000"&gt;Colour&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cc00cc" valign="top"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#999999"&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.castlemooch.net/memejack/homepage.asp"&gt;Brought to you by MemeJack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.castlemooch.net/memejack/ljname.asp" method="POST"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="txtName" size="40" maxlength="50"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="cmdSubmit" value="What Does My LJ Name Mean?"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur, it is so not true at all, I am so-not cool and calm, not evil, and booker prize? Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do much today, pretty much &lt;s&gt;slacked&lt;/s&gt; did my homework @ home instead of spending it on the computer. I was supposed to go and get my card replaced, but being my oh-so lazy self, I decided not to get it done. Moreover, I had to have a picture taken in my uniform. I seriously wouldn't want to wear my uniform just to get a card done when I don't have to. Mmk, I'm done convincing myself I'm not really lazy.</content>
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    <title>BLeah.</title>
    <published>2003-06-14T15:15:51Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-14T15:15:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I haven't been updating much. Okay, I haven't been updating, period. Hurhur, so I went to the beach yesterday, I waited for 38789 hours for the rest, adn we finally set off, when we got there the weather was absolutely divine, but like an hour later, that was a "tornado" or so that's what the papers stated this morning. Pee weet, who's cool now? I survived a tornado. Pwish. Bullshit. Anyway, the little ickle bits of sand started whacking my legs, it hurt, I tell you, like insect bites. Pwish. Then it started to rain and we got rained in. When it finally let up, we wanted to shower, but the bathroom was fulll, so I went out all sandy. Bleah, not nice, uh uh not nice at all. My face is so red now, I got burnt. But only my face is itching, and it doesn't hurt that much. I can't wait til Tuesday, I'm going out with my cousin to pluck my brows. Murr(influenced by Christy) finally gonna get it done. :D, I'm happy for me. Hurhur, that was dumb. Anyhow, I'm outta here, I need to get a bath.</content>
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    <title>damozel @ 2003-06-11T20:01:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-11T12:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-11T12:03:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've got a &lt;a href="http://petite.diary-x.com"&gt;diary-x&lt;/a&gt;! I'll probably be updating ther much often, then my livejournal. Heh, just wanted to leave you guys a note. :)</content>
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    <title>Barcode.</title>
    <published>2003-06-01T03:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-01T03:42:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw this on Christy's and Laura's journal, I decided to generate a code too. :D. &lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="5" style="background:#000 !important"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td cellpadding="5" style="background:#FFF !important"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.adcott.net/ljbarcode/image.php?user=damozel" alt="damozel" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background:#FFF !important; color:#000 !important; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 2em;"&gt;LJ Barcode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.adcott.net/ljbarcode/index.php" style="margin:5px;" method="post"&gt;LJ username: &lt;input type="text" name="user" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="generate" /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Overdose on pills.</title>
    <published>2003-05-30T12:53:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-30T12:53:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dad yakking on the phone.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="georgia" ref="ref" color="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you most want to be remembered for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My zany-ness?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What quotation best fits your outlook on life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life's a bitch, so screw it. ;D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What single achievement are you most proud of in the past year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Uh, being able to move out of depression? Nothing much I guess.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What about the past ten years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Probably my change in attitude towards life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you were asked to give a child a single piece of advice to guide them through life, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;u&gt;If you work hard at it, you'll be where you wanna be.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give in to the &lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org"&gt;Friday Five&lt;/a&gt; journal trend and do a fridayfive. So you guys have fun reading it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much a sucky day. Blah, I got back my oh-so horrible Social Studies results. I'm not going to emphasize. Since I got it in the morning, my day went downhill from there. I felt pretty much like a failure for the rest of the day, Yea, I guess the only thing that sort of took my mind off my results was the Biology practical we did. it was seriously like crap, we were all rushing about like &lt;b&gt;Quote&lt;/b&gt;:"headless chickens". Well, I don't think we were in the wrong, I mean we didn't get the apparatus that we needed yea? So wth?! Oh yea, at the end of the day during assembly, we had a talk on &lt;b&gt;drug abuse&lt;/b&gt;. Yea, so while the officer was talking about the side effects of ecstasy, one of them being that you crave for them and can't concentrate on work, I suddenly had this vision of somebody in my head. Haha, quite dumb of me, since I currently don't like anyone, yet, I thought of that person. Oh wells, my weird mind at work again. :b. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've got me hooked on you like ecstasy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooot! Two entries in a week, now who's being the hard-working bitch here?</content>
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    <title>damozel @ 2003-05-28T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-28T12:45:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-28T12:45:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hizzo, guess who decides to grace an appearance on her journal? Jolene does! Mmk, I'm feeling really hyped up now, for no reason or so whatever. Nah I think its just me being my typical cheerful self. Anyway, I've gotten back some of my grades, but I'm not going to broadcast them here or anything, I'm way too ashamed, if you actually want to know, you can &lt;a href="mailto:x_stickgirl@hotmail.com?subject=Grades"&gt;mail me&lt;/a&gt;. I did nothing much for most of the day, I just stayed back in school, and when I got home, I did a facial on myself. Heh, I'm seriously too vain for my own good. But wth, at least I'm taking care of my face yea? Oh yea, I'm going to watch Bruce Almighty tomorrow, I really hope its good, the whole gang is going and its going to be oh-so fun. I'm not sure about the movie, but I'm sure its going to be fun, since its been a mighty long time since we went out together as a whole group. :) I'm sorta glad at the way things are turnign out in my life. SO far not too bad. Oh well, maybe there's a tiny aspect that's not turning out that well, but its going to be kept private. So all you nosy-parkers out there, eat your heart out, its all you are going to get out of me. ;D. Good Day!</content>
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    <title>Everything is a fuzz.</title>
    <published>2003-05-25T06:02:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-25T06:02:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I seriously don't know what's wrong with me these few days, I'm always tiring easily, like take Friday for example, all I did that day was to eat and watch a movie and I was tired at like 7 plus?! WTH is wrong with me man. Oh yea, and yesterday oo, I was actually feeling tired at 10 plus, and I felt a little giddy while I was using the coputer. Okie, crap, I'm feeling sorta giddy now too. I can't be anaemic, can I? I have a balanced diet dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie i shall move on to my update. I pretty much spent the day doign nothing, I mean its after the exams yea, so I'm giving myself a chance to rest. So stfu. yep, I'm feeling sorta giddy now, so I can't type properly anymore. :D Good Day!</content>
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    <title>Its oh-so H@WT!!!!</title>
    <published>2003-05-22T11:03:56Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-22T11:03:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was suppose to post this yesterday, yea, but you'll know why it wasn't posted if you read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Its getting so hot and humid, its horrid. The weather's annoying, oh wth. Anyway, I took most of my papers already, I think most of them are okay, except for Chinese and A maths? For A maths, I didn't do a coupls of questions, so I'm probably going to fail. I'm left with Physics and the second part of my E maths paper, I seriously agree with those who say once you take A maths, E maths is like peanuts. Oh well, wth, I'm supposed to be practising Physics and Emaths now, but I'm taking a break. I can't wait for tomorrow, cuz that's the last day of the exams, not to mention, I'm going to the beach with the gang after school. I'm tanned enough, yea, but my stomach's white. So if the beach is clean and nice, I'm going to tan my tummy. :D Oh, and I hope I can practise a couple more sums, and I'm going to relax for the rest of the eveming, :D. I know 'haven't been updating this journal much. Then again, I haven't been updating my other either. So don't feel jealous, :x. Okie I'm out of here, feeling waaaayyy too hot. :b &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edit} WTH?! LJ is so screwed up, I was about to post this update, and guess what? They oh-so nicely tell me that the database is temporarily not available. &amp;gt;:( {/edit}</content>
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    <title>damozel @ 2003-05-16T19:26:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-16T11:43:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-16T11:43:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A moment like this - Kelly Clarkson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hurts: all the time. &lt;br /&gt;she loves: her friends.&lt;br /&gt;she hates: feeling down. &lt;br /&gt;she cries: everynight before she sleeps. &lt;br /&gt;she fears: to grow old. &lt;br /&gt;she hopes: to find her true ♥. &lt;br /&gt;she saddens: when she feels un♥ed and uncared for. &lt;br /&gt;she feels alone: she feels invisible. &lt;br /&gt;she kills: herself. &lt;br /&gt;she talks: crap. &lt;br /&gt;she listens: to her friends(S)♥. &lt;br /&gt;she breaks: and cuts. &lt;br /&gt;she sees: the screen. &lt;br /&gt;she smells: food. :D &lt;br /&gt;she tastes: Saliva. &lt;br /&gt;she works: her ass off for her exams. &lt;br /&gt;she remembers: every little time that she had been let down by someone. &lt;br /&gt;she holds: her diary. &lt;br /&gt;she hides: behind a happy facade. &lt;br /&gt;she prays: to god. &lt;br /&gt;she walks: with her clique. &lt;br /&gt;she drives: no she can't she's not old enough. &lt;br /&gt;she reads: lovely books. &lt;br /&gt;she burns: pictures. &lt;br /&gt;she breathes: O&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;she plays: the computer. &lt;br /&gt;she misses: her dear ones; her old self. &lt;br /&gt;she touches: the keyboard. &lt;br /&gt;she learns: to accept life. &lt;br /&gt;she feels: uncared for. &lt;br /&gt;she doesnt know: life. &lt;br /&gt;she said: I wanna leave everything behind. &lt;br /&gt;she dreams: weird dreams. &lt;br /&gt;she has: &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FEELINGS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;she wants: to be accepted and ♥ed.  &lt;br /&gt;she falls: and picks herself up. &lt;br /&gt;she waits: a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;she needs: ♥. &lt;br /&gt;she lives: a fake front. &lt;br /&gt;she wishes: to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;she wakes: and grumbles. &lt;br /&gt;she sleeps: whenever she feels like it. &lt;br /&gt;she looks: like shit. &lt;br /&gt;she steals: nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my replies are quite depressive, but I seriously feel that way, you can choose not to read it if you want to. I'm not forcing you to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my papers today, they sucked, my hands are aching now, I wrote so much crap. I'm not in the updat-ish mood now. So no update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S&lt;/b&gt;: This entry is also in my Blurty. Yea, so you got a small peek of my friends only journal.</content>
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    <title>One helluva unproductive day.</title>
    <published>2003-05-15T12:16:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-15T12:16:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stay the same - Joey Mcintyre</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was suppose to take this day and study, but being my oh-so lazy self, I didn't. Heh, feeling very jitterish now. I shall not emphasize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent the day on the phone, talking to &lt;a href="http://www.blurty.com/~fishie_beanie"&gt;Shirlyn&lt;/a&gt; over the phone, on the computer, and sleeping. I so didn't mean to sleep halfway through the day, but i just got sleepy whiel I was on the bed talking, yea, so after I put the phone down, I went to sleep. When I woke up, it was already like 5:30. So I called Shirlyn back and we talked again. Yep, i went online but didn't update, oh yea, I created a couple of new journals. heh, one is petite and another ficklistical(hope ya don't mind Christy) both aren't blurtys or anything like livejournal. yea, but its not up yet, I shall do them up after the exams. Yea, so stfu. Uh huh. I just ate dinner, had seafood, yum yum, it was yummy, had pepper crabs. Ate a hell lot, feeling very full now. I'm supposed to be studying after this, well, i hope I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, my f-ing sister wants to use the comp, I want to use it too!! This is so not-cool. :/</content>
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    <title>Exam stress.</title>
    <published>2003-05-14T10:16:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-14T10:16:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took my language papers today, it sorta sucked, the Chinese part anyway. I didn't understand a shit at all, so I just put in numbers whihc I liked into the boxes, Thank god, the back part wasn't so hard to understand. Anyway, after the paper, we went to the mall to eat. I ate beef noodles, probably the most filling lunch I had in a long time, considering i normally skip lunch and eat junk food throughout the day. I think I put on weight again. Bah I need to lose weight, I'm not over-weight or anything, just feeling very bloated, I don't know. :\ Anyway I can't wait for the exams to be over, in about a week from now. Yay, then I can go wild, though I'll probably start sobbing after the last paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I haven't been updating because my oh-so-smart dad went to remove the operating system from the computer and didn't know how to fix it back I had to do it, and I got it done yesterday, stfu, you have an updtae now don't you. But I have to re-download everything including the fonts I had and smallville episodes, so I'm like on a downloading mania now, yea, stfu alrights, i can't live with out my fonts and graphic programs. Have a nice day anyway. :D.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:damozel:4138</id>
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    <title>"Fuck to you", he said.</title>
    <published>2003-05-11T08:11:23Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-11T08:11:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck, I hate me, feeling fucking depressed. I sound like a lunatic, but wth.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:damozel:3886</id>
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    <title>A walk in the rain.</title>
    <published>2003-05-08T10:52:57Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-08T10:52:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been cramming like a crazy ass for the past few days for the upcoming exams, and as a result, all the damn pimples are popping out, and I get so stressed can can't sleep before 12. Bah, so I'm always sleepy during class. ARGH! I feel stressed out. :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't update this journal for like 4 days? Than again, I haven't updated anyone of my journals for god knows how long. Oh stfu, I've been tired alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I stayed back in school to study with my friends yesterday, as usual. When we left school, it was just drizzling and we just walked in walked in the drizzle to the bus-stop, by the time I got home, it was pouring, I had decided not to take the oh-so-useful sheletered walkway, and just walked in the rain. People probably thought I was some crazy ass yea, but I don't give a fuck. I was feeling depressed and stressed, so I was just think screw them and fuck the world. Heh, but I'm sorta alright now I guess. I don't know. Oh well. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I styed back again today as usual and I studied Biology. Heh was eating while I was studying, ate so much alrights. Feeling bloated now. I better get my bum off this seat and start studying. Can't fucking wait for the exams to be over and I shall be free of worries again. I sounded sick didn't I? Anyhow, have a nice day. ;D</content>
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    <title>wth</title>
    <published>2003-05-01T10:32:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-01T10:32:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Take a bow - Madonna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have not updated my blruty in days, I don't know its sorta making me sick of all this journalling, I don't know. Bah, Feeling very PMS-y. Really feel like crying, probably one of my depressive phases again. I hate this, its always happening when my period is around the corner and continues for like two weeks after that and it starts all over again, I guess I can say I'm barely happy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really think of anything else to type out, or rather I can't really be bothered since nothing interesting happened today.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:damozel:3226</id>
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    <title>Blurty's being a whore.</title>
    <published>2003-04-30T12:57:14Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-30T12:58:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>There she goes - Sixpence none the Richer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm not gonna update my blurty today, I'm going to update it tomorrow or something, it has been &lt;b&gt;inaccessible&lt;/b&gt; for two hours. Bah, maintainence I guess. wth. Currently working on my &lt;a href="http://earthly.needleesspanic.com" title="BE!NG WORKED ON :)"&gt;needlesspanic&lt;/a&gt; layout, its draining okay, I feel so weak now. Does that corny? Haha, I though it did. Okay, I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty much okay today, I was being a total stressed out bitch today, mainly because I didn't complete my homework, and study for my chinese test. I'm sure I am going to fail it. Oh yea and after school I was feeling upset for some reason, adn I started drinking loads of water I drank like two bottles in a row? I felt like this water balloon walking around and ready to burst. Not to mention my friends were staring at me as though I were an alien, wondering how such a small-sized girl can drink so much water. I guess I seriously freaked them out. shutup, I always start drinking water when I'm upset. Bah. :(. I don't wanna elaborate on what made me upset, incase people from school read it, I'll write in my &lt;a href="http://smudge.blurty.com" title="FR!ENDS ONLY"&gt;blurty&lt;/a&gt;. That is if I can even access it. Did I tell you its being a biatch? O.o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I'm fucken pissed off with my sister, she's being a bitch, what's with trying to get me off the computer when she's younger, I seriously want a laptop like now, with internet connection please. Not like the extra useless computer in my sister's room. i can't stand my sister, she's got an attitude problem. Fuck her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, the only consolation is that I don't have to go to school tomorrow. Then again its not really a consolation, sicne I'll be studying on mt own in my room, with my irritating sister storming about the house. *Inserts eye-roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? So little? I thought I spent quite some time on this.</content>
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    <title>No ♥ lost.</title>
    <published>2003-04-29T09:37:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-29T09:37:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>French Kissing - Sarah Conners</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I didn't really listen in class the whole day, I was too distracted by my journal, I kept writing in it, if I weren't writing in it, I would be drawing some stuff in it. Heh, so I guess my partner got sorta pissed off or something because she kept asking if I'm not bored of writing in there. Maybe she's too curious. Well, since I didn't copy anything down I would have to get everything from her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so frigging hot, during pe, I was perspiring not because I was running but because of the heat, half-way through PE, I felt as though I were in the Sahara desert. LMFAO, I'm sure imaginative ain't I? Later we had English and dumb english teacher went "shut ass" instead of "such as" and she pronounces "alducation" instead of "education". Gosh, I really wonder, how did she become an english teacher. I seriously don't like her. I stayed in school, after classes finished to wait for the rest. Haha, I spent sometime using the cimputer but I didn't want to update because the keyboard was just &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;so-not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; user-friendly. I didn't like it. stfu, I know I'm picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I shoudl probably get cracking on the shitzy hoemwork my teachers have dished out like there was no tomorrow, and I have a damn test tomorrow. ;\</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>damozel @ 2003-04-28T22:18:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-28T14:20:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-28T14:20:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck everyone, I was typing this entry and my sister comes hurry me away from the computer and my mum threatens to take the bathroom away, I hurry with my entry and when I was finally done, i looked away for a moment, my sister clicks on something and "Poof!" went my entry. I'm in no fucking mood to type out my day anymore. It was a light-hearted entry. and look hat they did. Fuck them all.</content>
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    <title>Lazy @$$</title>
    <published>2003-04-27T04:57:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-27T04:57:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been lazy and have not been updating my &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/damozel"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt; like I should. I guess the last time I updated was like over a month ago? Okie, I should stop berating myself for that, I've been a busy whore.Okie I should probably try to update this everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was okay. I went to the temple with my parents before going for tuition, and there was this really rude lady. It was like my sister had her friend to stay over at my place, so her friend tagged along to pay respect to my grandmother. Well my sister's friend is and indian-chinese, so she didn't look like my sister or me at all, so this lady was like, "Why don't the both of your kids look alike(referring to my sister+her friend)?" I mean like it was as good as saying "did you adopt her?" or "Did one of you have an extra-martial affair and brought her back?" I seriously got very pissed off with her, and later when we were taking hte incense stick. She was like telling me where to light it and all that. Hello, I may not be a buddist yea? But I do know how to light up the damn stick. Later I went for tuition, it wasn't as hard as the lesson before that. I then went to my cousin's place, haha, I brought my cute little dog along and my niece_neohew was so scared of it, and my silly dog kept picking at the dust bin oh well, she's always being dumb like that. And my cousin and I were like having a cousin bonding thing man, cuz I guess we haven't seen each other in quite sometime. We agreed to go to a professional to pluck our eyebrows together sometime, since some of my friends won't accompany me. I need more clothes, I just cleared my cupboard yesterday and I found that a whole bunch of jeans don't fit me anymore. Dang.</content>
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    <title>Bobba.</title>
    <published>2003-04-02T15:58:55Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-02T15:58:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gah, it is so crappy at home. Can't leave the house. No one can come over. My dad's always Bobba critising me. Gah, I pissed off. I need to get out of this place. I could do it by sleeping and pretending that nothing is wrong. But, I'm not the type of girl who would just keep quiet and just accept things as they are. Oh crap. I just received this email from Cheryl, some bloddy crush shit. Damn. Its a trick, guess, what? The best part, I just anyhow put someone in our class, that is actually not straight. Blah, crap, what if she thinks its real? Then I jia lat. Crap, anyway out of this?</content>
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    <title>Bored pls.</title>
    <published>2003-03-27T12:16:14Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-27T12:16:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gosh, I'm one bored kid, I spent the whole day at home eating, and rotting infront of this machine. Having a break from school because of SARS(Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome) sucks so much, my parents won't let me out of the house because they're afraid of me catching &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, its good, there's nothing for me to do at all, like totally nothing, wait, I forgot, I have to make presents, and I don't have some supplies. Oh and I forgot again, I have the mid-ear exams to start studying for and I have no books. Bah, :\.</content>
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    <title>Waited on a line of greens and blues.</title>
    <published>2003-03-18T14:46:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-18T14:29:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Year 3000 - Busted</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was okay. I went to town, in hope of finding a nice, and cheap sling bag. Guess what I found? I found &lt;b&gt;over-priced&lt;/b&gt; bags. Seriously, would you actually pay 39.90 for a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;brandless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; bag? Yep, I was utterly disgusted with the pricing. Later we went to watch "The Hot Chick", was one hell of a funny show. I was like laughing at one moment crying the next(touching parts), whatta emotional wreck i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went home, on the way home, I was listening to to the radio on my cellphone(yes I rock I have the Nokia 6590(us)/6510(sg) :b), and heard that at 9:15 (Singapore time) George Bush said that within 48 hours Saddam Hussein and his sons should leave Iraq, if they do not want millitary action to be taken again Iraq. I was like WTF?! can't the world just like be all happy and harmonious? And what's up with North Korea making nuclear weapons, can't they wait til this whole Iraq/Us thing is over before creating a din?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pissed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with the world.</content>
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    <title>An impossibly large bird falling off that wall.</title>
    <published>2003-03-15T03:52:49Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-15T03:52:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I didn't go to school yesterday, no not because I skipped school, simply because there was no school. Ain't you jealous? Haha. It as an alright day, except for the fact that I had to go back to school for cca. Blagh. Oh yes, the dentist has put on the metal stuff on my teeth, adn I had three drop out yesterday, don't ask me how I did it, my friends who all wore braces, never had theirs falling out. I guess I'm just too skillful, what can I say? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I think would be an alright day, just slacking about and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1]Finish all homework by tomorrow, so I can slack through out the one week break.&lt;br /&gt;2]Go on a shopping spree during the holidays&lt;br /&gt;3]Make friendship day pressies for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I've gotten back my results for my tests, I made 6 As, 1 B, and 1 C. I hate the C, its destroys the card. Blagh, :(.</content>
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