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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-28T08:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[hello]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>i have a couple thoughts on my mind tonight. number two- Laurenn she really is like my very best friends. Number one- my storties. they are progressing. enough for tonight.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-01-29T07:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yeah, Medici did a wonderful job with my hair today. I absolutely loved it. what i don't understand though is why do people see my hair and go Heidi. or Princess Lia. I don't know but i do like it... I got angry with Charlie today. I was trying to help him but he wasn't listening. then the freaking biology bunny bit me and dipak gave the bunny to a little girl. i sure hope she wasn't bitten. ergh. Dipak is so smart but he... doesn't have the common sense aspect of inteligence that comes with age. Dipak, I love you but you know that's true. Maybe i just feel bad becasue i know i'm inteligent i jut never apply myself as much as i could and i know that being a white girl i would never be given the scholarship oppertunities he has been given. oh well. I will make it to my college somehow someway. errrgh. i had a awful day. i completly fell asleep in spanish todya. i zonked. but oh well. i hate that class and i was so cold. i didn't even have a sweatshirt yuck. I will never go to school again without one ever again. Okay. I love you all....</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-01T11:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[oh Yeah commercial time.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>No i don't care about football but I do care about the commercials. oh yeah baby. i love pepsi's new commercial. hahaha. man i love that music. Sometimes music just moves me but lalalalalalala. i'm having fun. i realized today in church that one of my friends is reallly hot but nothing will ever coem from it...... i lost that chance and i'm not sure if he has a girlfriend. oh well. lalalalala.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-03T06:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So Yeah]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hubris. I love that word. You must know i love fluffy in that strictly platonic way that he is he and i am me but boy does he have hubris... just like his brother. Haha. oh well. My crew told me i should not use  polysyllabic words with them. (not in those terms) actually they told me not to use big words. but hubris is not a big word it is only 6 letters. oh well... pobre Erin. she told joshy poo that she still digs him but guess what according to him. only friends. thus goes crashing her dream but teh other sad thing is his brother (who is hot) is going to be camping with us next summer. OH yeah. i'll avoid the red food inns in his presence. although he has already seen me in one.... Long story too long to explain. but it is funny. So yeah. i have been feeling inspired. wanting to write much. I have been writing my stories and i ned to explain about ..... to Erin, she doesn't understand. Oh well, my relationship with him has blown away on the breath of opportunity. 'twill never be. I'm happy. Truely I am. don't worry. Days are good. Have a nice month.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-04T06:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I HATE IT]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Okay i'm frustrated. very frustrated. tonight was supposed to be my pinning ceremony but guess what. nope. canceled. That was the only thing i was looking forward to today. I like snow- i do it is just that there is so much outside. if we had gotten a 2 hour delay that would have made me feel better. math test went okay but SPanish sucked. We had our test. for half the class it was the third class of hte day but... WE told her. she said we didn't tell her and she gave us teh date for the test first but she didn't MATH DID. then ENGLISH. not SPANISH. She didn't care. i did well on vocabulary for once but i completely forgot how to conjegate present tense irregulars. gone. so i probelly failed. at least i remembered the pretirite. oh well. life sucks.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-02-04T06:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[OH yeah I forgot]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I forgot... I was really upset after my test... given. so i was pantimining peger un tiro. and scared a couple of my classmates. i told tehme i would be fine in a couple of hours. spanish just bumms me out. everyone tells me i shouldn't let it bother me. but i'm oversensitive.... that's my life. I'm so glad kyle isn't at school this week. it gives me peace and quiet. oh yeah...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-05T08:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today i accept the snow.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>The snow doesn't feel so cold so oppressive although it was worse. I want to be free but I can't. I must learn how to be free and yet still be within the confines of this mortal world. I want to read, write and reflect. Someday i will learn. maybe just not yet. Nicki and I have been talking about all kinds of stuff and it was so much fun. we are so similar. Next year will be soo much fun. Well i'm going to continue on with my story... as toby would say... Adew. Hey this is part of my favourite song from spanish class. <br/>Duélete de mis dolencias.<br/>Si algún día me has querido<br/>Y enséñame a ser feliz<br/>Porque infeliz yo he nacido.<br/><br/>(Feel my pain)<br/>(If you have ever loved me)<br/>(And teach me to be happy)<br/>(Because I haven't ever been happy)</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-02-06T07:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[so...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I spent 6 hours at school today. AND WE didn't ahve school. I enjoyed it though. it was fun. I don't want to go to school tomorrow but i will. I'm going to write letters to Dan! and Bryan now so ADeW</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-02-09T03:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm over it.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yeah. this morning i was really happy. I finally realized that I am over him. completely and totally. I met a really really really cute guy this weekend. and he was just a step. I haven't really been looking at guys for a time and now i am. IT IS so past time. yeah... I'm also almost over the pain Coach James casued me. I saw wrestling this weekend (the school double booked). It was the first time since i saw Chris wrestling for first place of 171 last year at regionals. feb. 15. 2003. I realized on saturday how much i really love wrestling. It is such a beautiful sport to watch. I'm going to put my future sons in it as soon as i feel they are ready. I saw James today and i just smiled. his power over me is lost. I was a damn good manager and it was his fault that he didn't have his former head manager this year. I love wrestling. the raw beauty and power of it. SO it only took me a year to forgive him. no. i haven't forgiven him. i have just moved on. if a 32 year old child wants to act that way. why should i stoop? I AM POWERFUL! hahahaha. so yeah. that is good. i'm over Bryan and I've matured enough to leave my life as a manager behind. Good things. You know today's in class essay didn't even bother me. My mock didn't bother me. I was free flowing. so... I'll be seeing you travis...</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-02-10T06:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So good Morning.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I gave my story to Erin. After reading the first line she was making fun of me. I knew she would. i set myself up for it. I don't care becasue i know she will give me constuctive criticism. she will be very helpful. I hope. My story is very important to me and so....I want her to like it. she knows who it is about. I just hope she realizes that I am over him. I truly think i am. so... TTYL.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-02-10T09:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Well...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I know i made it very public about my "admiration of Bryan" but I was surprised when Eric started to talk to me about it. I thought he would never know. I know stupid of me but... Sometimes it feels so good to have this travel to the great unknown and have peopel who i have never meet see this personal aspect of my life. However, I am very happy to be released of the burden of a relationship that could never be. Since I Have that off my chest... I can talk bad about him. no i wont i love Eric in that strictly platonic way that he is eric and i am me. okay... i should be working on my outline and so i'll do that. Adew</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-10T06:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't be a dick...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ultimate IRONy. A kid in my class who i don't really like has a sticker that says that... interesting cuz he is a dick... Okay yeah... just had to say taht.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-12T07:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[SO... I'm happy really I am]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>yeah... I'm happy. I believe I am. I'm getting my wisdom teeth out tomorrow and I'm angry with one of my teachers. i have been telling her since last week that i would be gone tomorrow so yesterday when i had her class i asked for my assignmetns well... she didn't have tehm. I can't see her during access because she will be busy i can't see her during lunch becasue i have a test and i can't see her after school cuz i have an appointment immideltly after school. So whencan i get the assignments? this makes me so scared becasue i will be leaving in march to go to san diego for a conference. will she sabatoge me? Yesterday i was on Tv cuz my absolute favortie Math teacher was teacher fo the month they filmed our class yesterday. so.. I was on tv. Who do i see... I see... a crazy person who is weird. Brandon is plucking me right now... i have hair on my shirt and it is driving him crazy. I saw Pat...yesterday... He asked me if i was still reading PORN. and I said yes well... he asked if he could borrow some. Why I don't know...So Yeah. I'm happy really and... Brandon is a censorer of life.... So he wants to block the PORN word above... Yeah... I'm going to chemistry now.....</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-02-12T06:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Friday the 13th in February]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>This is the second time I’ve missed this Friday (tomorrow). Last year the 14 I was at regionals for wrestling. This year teeth. Last year my world came apart on the 14. I hate Valentines Day. It is a hallmark holiday and and I hate it… guys seem to think that they can beat up girls on valentine’s day for some strange reason. Guys I don’t understand… Okay… today someone asked me if I was a lesbian… even though I talk about guys that might be an act, because I haven’t had any boyfriends. Well, neither has she… who is she to talk? I may complain about being one of the guys but I prefer it. Guys are soo much nicer. I just wish that a guy could see me and want to be in a relationship with me. I just wish that. If any of ya’ll want to give me a gift, give me a boyfriend.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-02-12T08:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Medici, these quotes are for you.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I figured out why girls love musicians so much. It's the way their eyes seem to be haunted. It's when they have so much passion for what they are doing and what they are singing. To us it seems like they're pouring out their souls to us, when any other guy would never have the guts to do that. They make us feel a part of them, like we're included.<br/>What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry? <br/>It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. <br/>Don't settle for the one you can live with, wait for the one you can't live without. <br/>Absence does for love what the wind does for a flame: it extinguishes the weak and feeds the strong. <br/>Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. <br/>Don't frown. You never know when someone could be falling for your smile. <br/>If I could reach up and hold a star for everytime you made me smile, I would have the whole evening sky in the palm of my hand. <br/>A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words. <br/>Live every moment you have. Always look back, but never try to go back. Never forget who you are, or where you've been. Never try to become that person again. Let yourself change. Don't avoid pain. Don't be oblivious to reality, but don't live in it. Don't rush. Be the exact opposite of everyone else, naturally. Be afraid of the dark, and the light. And then conquer your fear. Shriveling back from your own greatness can be good. But not forever. Swelling past what you should be can be good. But not always. Take a breath, and be yourself. And then, in the next breath, take a different perspective. Never miss an opportunity to play in the rain, and get soaking wet. Get cold. Get hot. Live as much as you can, because you need something to write about. Don't become. Be. <br/>Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. <br/>To the world you may be just one person, but to just one person you may be the world. <br/>The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them. <br/>No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry. <br/>A life with love will have some thorns, but a life without love will have no roses. <br/>Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back. Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours. <br/>Love...is when you look into someone's eyes, and suddenly, you go all the way inside...to their soul...and you both know, instantly. <br/>Love...we think about it, sing about it, dream about it, lose sleep worrying about it. When we don't have it, we search for it, when we discover it, we don't know what to do with it, when we have it, we fear losing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. But we can't predict which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, impossible to live without.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-18T04:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So happy Valentine's day ( a few days late)]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Okay yeah... I guess i'm kinda celebrating the most depressing day of the year <br />off and on but yeah.... on the thirteenth, i got my all four of my third <br />molars removed so i was drugged out most of the fourteenth... except a friend <br />and a friend of a friend came over to eat jello, play games and watch movies. <br />Oh yeah chourus line... SANTA MARIA SEND ME GUIDENCE.... or TITS and ASS... I <br />love that movie.... okay so... I got a  migrane and It was an allegry reaction <br />to milk. Yes I am alleregic to milk, not lactose intolerant but to the protein <br />in it. So my migrane lasted until Tuesday morning when I had to go back to <br />school. My teachers commented on how pale I was. and that I was quiet so I had <br />to be ill. yeah. I forgot to do 3 or four projects. oh yeah.. a chem. Test a <br />research commission, my math project and for today I had to do Socratics and <br />dialecticals. Well. I got home from TOK at 8 30 last night. my jaw hurt so <br />much I was bawling my eyes out. I was in panic mode. I received an email that <br />allowed me one more day for my research commission so I did my Socratics and <br />dialecticals. I got four hours of sleep because I gave up and did simple <br />answers for the Socratics. However, I felt so much better. I was smiling I <br />wasn't so pale. I turned in my math project and all was happy. I'm to do the <br />rc when I go home which will be an a coule of moments because I'm waiting for <br />the parking lot to clear out. So that updates on how shitty I felt so. I can <br />go onto why I'm celebrating v-day today..<br />I have never really been that happy about Valentine's day. when I was younger <br />I got the beating of my life on that day. it was from two boys in my class. I <br />remember curling up in fetal postion just to protect myself. Last year. <br />something happened that an adult male who should know better hit me and <br />verbally abused me in front of the whole state. who were present at the <br />competition. since he was an authority figure at the high school, you would <br />think that he would be fired for abusing a student at the school right? Nope <br />he was &quot;justified&quot; ERRRRGHHH. Okay that tells part of my history of V-day but <br />onto more happiness. This year I have gotten more valentines then I have in <br />the past six years combined. I received one from a girl who comes to the <br />tutoring center where I help out. A little eight year old. Such a sweetie. the <br />next came from a classmate/ friendly competitior and I could say she is a <br />friend. I am so touched that she thought of me. Well my last valentine came <br />today delievered via boyfriend of this girl. She is out of town right now so I <br />understand this. But this girl is really sweet sometimes but other times she <br />is manipulative. She coerced me into going to homecoming once and she ended up <br />dancing with my date more than me. We exchange hellos usually so I was really <br />surprised when I received this dinky little card. It's not much but it makes <br />me know that she was thinking of me. Is that too much to ask? For someone just <br />to let me know that they are thinking of me? So yeah. I'm happy really I am. <br />Have a wonderful day..<br /><br />Sincerely, <br /><br />Me<br /><br />You will always be in my thoughts no matter who you are. and whether I know <br />you or not. <br /></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-18T09:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Check this out...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>http://tandembicycle.netfirms.com/<br/>I find this humorous. My inteligent buddy Tupak thinks that i'm the one doing the site but alas i'm not...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-20T06:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I just wanted to write...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>A lot has changed in the past week… I lost impacted wisdom. Well, only sort of. I had my four wisdom teeth removed. That is painful although Myck made it humorous. Thanks, Mike. Another change, my mom got fed up with my messy room so she took out all of my clothes and did laundry. I HAVE CLEAN CLOTHES. Oh yeah. That rocks. It is amazing how calm life is when it is clean and a person is confident. That is my last change. Today, I did something different. I cannot identify what exactly was different but lot of people commented on it. “It” being how I looked. I wore my sneakers that I almost always have on… I wore out my merrils. I had my jeans. Abate, my jeans were tighter then I usually wear. I wore a polo I hate but it went well over my tank top and the final touch of clothes was a zip-up fleece jacket other than the hoodie I usually wear. Then I had my hair braided into pigtails. “Gee, Tash, your hair looks cute today.” “Wow, Tash. You did your hair.” I always do my hair, either a ponytail or bun. Sometimes it’s down though… what was so different about having pigtails? I don’t understand. I’m so comfuzzled. I wore colored lip-gloss and mascara and eye makeup and all the sudden “You seem made up today.” What the heck? I’m made up… I didn’t wear any other makeup products and I’M made up? Honey, either get your eyes check or see what the freshmen wear. I am not made up. Anyways, I did feel confident and pretty and and I only got angry with Katie when she got me involved in something. WHY did she mention my name? She jeopardized my friendship with Nikki. You know, maybe she thought I was going to choose sides and end up believing her and advocating for her. Well, Sorry Katie. If I have to choose sides it will be Nikki’s. She was the one wronged. Okay… So I have the car today. I had to run errands, including returning a book to the library. So I think “OH goody a chance to get more novels to read… I really like the first one. I was upstairs reading when I decided to clean up a bit. I started singing to go along with it. I love how powerful some songs are. You know like Andrew Lloyd Webber’s music. Man, he’s incredible. His is the music that comforts me. So I’m by myself, singing my heart out and I realize how wonderful and calm life is. I just wanted to write.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-28T02:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[LIFE]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=17691</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well, I've been to busy living life to update and reflect about life. so... except for the whole fluffy thing that is okay though. I'll skip explaining about the humor and irony about fluffy so....</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/oscars.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-02-29T07:02:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Oscars]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/oscars.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My boys are trying to decide who should win most of the awards... My boys are rats named Frodo, Aragorn, Gandalf. Should "PiRATes of the Cariabbean" win or should their namesakes? Species or names.... hmmmm.... Smile</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-01T12:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I guess so...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_guess_so.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Laurenn and I were trying to figure out our types, meaning the types of guys we prefer. She likes the depressive type and we figured out that I like the hubric type. It could be true considering the guys I have liked... The tall, sinowy built cross country runners who are arrogent to the boot. I guess so... and Patrick if you read this... It isn't what you think.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-02T06:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[SO happy days...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/so_happy_days.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well, last night, i recieved 15 messages while i was at class. all of them pertaining to my friend, Laurenn. Well, Nicky Poo, the lust object wanted to find out if she was mad at him and her phone number. Oh great. you can keep her phone number. So, we spoke for about an hour and a half. I sure hope he doesn't think i was asking him out or flirting with him. i was just not feeling well and he could relate. Two lost souls on the highway of life. Well, I understand more about my friend, Nicky Poo. He told me to change my attitude about life and school since he recently did so and feels so much better. oh... I tried to get a date, just a friend from my guys in the crew and nope nada none. errrgh. So yeah i have nobody. So i'm not going besides i'll just be pissed off becasue i have to spend teh entire day with Ruban and Kyle, the dick mentioned previously. It is for the better. Okay. I'm okay really I am.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-02T09:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Super glue]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/super_glue.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm building an airplane and i have super glue all over my fingers. i do not have any fine tactile feelings. Ahhhh... Haha...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-03T06:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[hmmmm....]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hmmmm.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I cry<br/>The tears keep falling down my face<br/>I feel<br/>You wipe away my tears with your thumb<br/>I try <br/>But you will always be in my life.<br/>I speak<br/>But you already know what is in my throat<br/>I hear<br/>Your footsteps are marching away from me.<br/>I guess you shan't ever return to me.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/disorders.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-03T09:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Disorders]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/disorders.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"><tr><td width="180"><font face="arial" size="-1"><b>Disorder</b></font></td><td width="120"><font face="arial" size="-1"><b>Rating</b></font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid">Paranoid</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1">High</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid">Schizoid</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1">Moderate</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal">Schizotypal</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1">High</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial">Antisocial</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1">Low</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline">Borderline</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1">Moderate</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic">Histrionic</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1">High</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic">Narcissistic</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1">Moderate</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant">Avoidant</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1">High</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent">Dependent</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#ff0000" face="arial" size="-1">Very High</font></td></tr><tr><td><font face="arial" size="-1"><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive">Obsessive-Compulsive</a>:</font></td><td><font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1">Moderate</font></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center"><font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"><br>-- <a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv">Personality Disorder Test - Take It!</a> --</font></td></tr></table><br></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/oh_im_in_purgatory.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-03T09:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Oh i'm in Purgatory!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/oh_im_in_purgatory.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><b>The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to <i>Purgatory!</i></b><br>Here is how you matched up against all the levels:<br><table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"><tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"><th><b>Level</b></th><th><b>Score</b></th></tr><tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Purgatory</a></b> (Repenting Believers)</td><td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>High</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 1 - Limbo</a></b> (Virtuous Non-Believers)</td><td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>High</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 2</a></b> (Lustful)</td><td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Very Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 3</a></b> (Gluttonous)</td><td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>High</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 4</a></b> (Prodigal and Avaricious)</td><td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Very Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 5</a></b> (Wrathful and Gloomy)</td><td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Moderate</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 6 - The City of Dis</a></b> (Heretics)</td><td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Very Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 7</a></b> (Violent)</td><td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Moderate</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 8- the Malebolge</a></b> (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)</td><td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 9 - Cocytus</a></b> (Treacherous)</td><td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Very Low</b></td></tr></table><br><b>Take the <a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv">Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test</a></b></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-04T08:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sci O]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sci_o.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well, on Saturday, wish me luck. I will either be happy or two guys will be dead... as doornails. Well, perhaps i'll go to the movies and avoid Morp all together. That will be good.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_have_a_new_favourite_movie.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-05T03:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I have a new favourite movie]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_have_a_new_favourite_movie.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today we had a snow day... Horrible. I hated it. Well, I got to watch a movie instead. A few days ago we bought A Life Less Ordinary. It was 4 bucks and it costs that much to rent it so... I watched it today. I love it. It is so weird. and besides Ewan McGregor in a kilt. YUMMY. Not only is he sexy... but oh a kilt.... YUMMY!</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/was_up.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-05T09:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[WaS Up]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/was_up.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well... I can't wait for tomorrow...I'll be punked out. I want the change. I read some things from about a year ago and i wonder how much i've changed. Have i changed for the worst? don't change they told me. You are wonderful. My friend that once upon a time i really loved told me that he loved me at that point. I just want to say... Jason, Thank you even now. I love you. He should never see this because I lost my chance with him. Was it my fault? I believe so. I have been thinking about something really really weird. I love when guys wear pacific blue shirts. You know those blue shirts... Man, Beautiful. I can think of 4 guys and memories... good memories of when they wore a blue shirt and usually khakis. ahmmmm... I wish I could just talk to Jason all the time.... Maybe he will help me get over Bryan for once and always.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-06T10:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=27766</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>That is all i really can say.... Today. I didn't kill Kyle nor Ruben, of course i really didn't see them either... I hung out with Palmer's team instead, in fact, I hung with Matty. Matty, as in my best friend's little brother. He is my age. We skipped around and critiqued the different teams. It was so much fun. Then Laurenn and I went to a movie with Callie. We saw Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights... So trite and the things they took from Dirty Dancing really didn't fit in. Laurenn and Callie were swooning over Diego Luna, I wasn't. he looks like a young mexican dick van dyke. Sorry not really my cup of tea. Although he did always wear a Mother Mary medallion like the one I wear er wore until it almost broke. Oh sexy... I can't believe my spanish teacher took the spanish club to the movie. wow... intersting... So today was good... I admitted to Laurenn that I had never been kissed before so we were trying to think of prospects... she thinks i should go for Matty. but I can't it is Matty. It is Matty, the one who won us tickets to the first showing of Pirates of the Caribean... It is Matty... Oh well. So we saw an ad for the Movie, King Arthur. Oh MY god. I'm so excited. I love arthurian legends. If i could marry a fictional book character it would be King Arthur from the book, The queen of Camelot by Nancy Mackenzie. Oh YUMMY! Sugery. Okay. Keep that image. King Arthur.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-07T09:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Footsie with Brandon]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/footsie_with_brandon.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My computer is screwing up... I might not update for a long while. This morning at mass, I was flirting with Jason and then kicking Brandon (he started it). Well, Jason told me to stop "playing footsie." He kinda sounded jelious. Oh god does he realize that I want him to be? I love Jason. I do. I truly do. I love you Jason.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-08T06:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MORNING]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/oh_what_a_beautiful_morning.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Oh what a beautiful day... Last night, I couldn't sleep so I knitted. Since we had a snow day on Friday, Today we have all of our classes. yucky. yucky. my backpack weighs 40 pounds. I weighed it. that is heavier than my philmont backpack. Ergh. I feel like i'm going to fall over. so yeah not much. I just wanted to complain about my backpack... Til later.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-09T12:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[CSAP=CRAP]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Okay, we only had class for 2 hours today so Eric and I decided to go to coffee after class. Well, when i got home he was online so we started to talk. trying to figure out different things like would anyone else come. Well, our friend emily was online as well, she goes to a different school. I asked her to go to coffee with us. She said no. But i guess Eric and Emily made plans. Then Eric asked for a ride and we met Emily at starbucks. That was cool and then we went to Porn and Crack. her high school. I saw so many people. I met Emily's friends and dodged a couple of teachers that know me. and I saw Nicky as in Laurenn's nicky. He was surprised to see me. It was cool going to a school where i have no idea what is going on. so it was fun. Thanks Em and Eric.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-10T02:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What soul do you have?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/what_soul_do_you_have.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/mechangel/1066005060_ssorrowful.jpg" border="0" alt="Sorrowful"><br>As if you were born into a world of tears, you<br>always tend to look at the darker things in<br>life. Inside you crave attention yet push away<br>society, and you're a hopeless romantic. Drawn<br>to things like the occult and mysteries, you<br>spend your time daydreaming.<br/><br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mechangel/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Soul%20Do%20You%20Have%20%3F/"> <font size="-1">What Type of Soul Do You Have ?</font></a><BR> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-13T09:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My dream]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I had a beautiful and yet disturbing dream. I was handed a bag that said SUMC on it.  That is the church that I go to for crew and the church Bryan's family goes to. I knew the lettering was mixed up. It was supposed to be USMC. I had to pack it with items like a gun or other items that I knew that were for his artifacts. I grasped the bag to me and i wept for him. I cried all the way to the crew. I was in someone's truck leaning up against him, crying into his shoulder. Then I entered into the room with my dog and he was running to everyone being all excited. However, everyone was somewhat morose and yet happy. Kim points me to a wing backed chair. In it is Bryan, a statue. He has been destroyed. He is no longer the guy we knew. My tears dried a bit and that is why it was beautiful dream. I have no idea why this dream came at this time but I'm going to go into the symbols of the dream.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-03-13T01:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tsunami Bomb]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/claudiko/1056297889_zesTsunami.png" border="0" alt="I'm Tsunami Bomb."><br>Tsunami Bomb<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/claudiko/quizzes/Which%20Warped%20Tour%20Band%20Are%20You%3F/"> <font size="-1">Which Warped Tour Band Are You?</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-17T06:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ERGH!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yeah I've lost all, i mean all, respect for one of my teachers. Usually only i am able to retain a smittering of respect for the teacher that i really dislike but now it is gone. GONE GONE GONE. I sit in the front row like i am the trouble maker instead of the real trouble makers who sit in the back. I get yelled at for not having something at the moment she wants it and i am not teh only one who gets yelled at for the same infraction. We cannot laugh we cannot smile we cannot ask for a pencil or pen if ours breaks. At parent teacher confrences, my mom first saw this side of her. My mom thought that i was employing slight hypeboles when talking about her. well, at confrences she saw the nicer horrible side. not how she is in class. now my mom has sympathy for me but i have another year of classes with her. ergh... i might just pay attention enough to make my way through but since i sit in the front seat that will be hard because she will yell at me for not paying attention. Okay here is another thing that really bothers me. I have had this teacher for... well this is my second year with her. I am not a good student in spanish i know this and accept this. well my mom comes to the school every tuesday and wenesday and meets with the team in the classroom right next to my spanish classroom. Well. SHE sees my mother every tuesday and thurday. you would think that she would tell my mother that i need help in the form of a tutor. NO. she tells us on my report card--a printed notice. hmmmm. Bitch. ERGH... Okay i was just frustrated....</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-18T06:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Adew!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/adew.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>LalaLa RAmpage! okay no not really. i'm just sooooooooooooooooooo stressed. but that is okay. spring break is next week. and then tours ahhahahahahahah. okay enough with that. as Tobias would say, ADEW.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-19T06:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm driving! my mother is the worst back seat driver ever]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_driving_my_mother_is_the_worst_back_seat_driver_ever.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My mother is super stressed, right? and I'm not... ha. Well, when she is a passenger while i'm driving i always become a worse driver. In fact last night, i made a complete stop at a four-way stop and then proceded. When i was halfway through my turn She yelled what are you doing. so i stopped and almost got hit in the process. ERGH. I wasn't doing anything wrong. It seems that everything i do is wrong. I'm on teh computer and we were sent a virus.... hmmmm. there aren't any of those going around. Hey, she was the one to open the attachment. ERGH. oh well. life shall be better. i hope.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-03-27T02:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Why]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why is it coffee brown (color) but you take your coffee black?</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-03-28T09:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[dreams]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm sick of dreams haunting me. You know those kinds of dreams... Happy ones that ultimitly make you sad. I won't go into details but I've been thinking. hmmmmmmmm. Well I now Know my dream college. It was so perfect for me. I loved it. the only problem is it is really really expensive. however with my scores on the psat and so on i could qualify for a scholership of 75%. Which would be mondo cool. AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. I just want to graduate. I just want to be in a world that i am who i see inside. I just want to be with my friends again.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-03-29T06:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[St. Joseph in a bag]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I've carried plenty of weird things to school before but I think the weirdest has to be today. I'm carrying around Joe... St. Joseph... in a ziploc bag. We are loaning him to a teacher. So i'm excited and nervious and all of my ia stuff is due today. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. okay. bye.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-03-29T07:03:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[blogs...I'll be bach]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So... I'm at Tok. I'm done with my work so I'm playing around just like everyone else. whooo. Since I was checking out the different people i call my friends, Jinie saw and she thought it was really cool. I enjoy having a blog. perhaps people can see my inner mind. lol. maybe. So i'm leaving tomorrow for San Diego. I came back to school for one full day and then i'm gone. besides being super stressed, i'm not packed but i'm feeling better about chemistry. tonight we are choosing are treks for philmont. i'm so excited. I can't wait until that happens. Today i got a piece of mail in class. i saw where it was fun and i just chuckled. it was from MT of A. yeah that is what it said. No i'm not paying that much money to do that again. but "IT is not a beauty pageant" that is right how else would i have placed in the top ten if it wasn't. So I'll be bach.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-05T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm Bach]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Okay, so long time, right? Well, I'm back now. After going to San Diego, I have returned and after going to the beach (twice), I'm still as pale white as ever. yeah. I even went without sunscreen. oh well. So now I could tell you the happy things but it has been so long. I'll give the highlights... Cute Surfer Boy, Hot Marine in uniform, ummmmmmm what else... Nikki's Cousin, ummmmm... IB nerds just like me. ummmmm. I was called a "tease" and a "poser" and I should just go after what i want... Well, what i really want I can't get cuz he is in a different world. now there are other guys that are so similiar to him that i will accept but... girls don't fall under that catagory. So... Want details ask me...</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-06T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm so sleepy...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_so_sleepy.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So Yeah, Goodmorning. At school during lunch, some freshmen who eat in the same location as me decided to talk about kissing and making out. One decided to include me and asked when was the first time i had made out... hummmmm... I really want to admit to these guys that i have never made out nor even kissed... I was a bit snippish with him but oh well. it was just ironic that the conversation had to be yesterday... that's life. Then at Tok, we had a discussion about Nazi Death Camp Experiments and whether the information gathered from it should be utilized. We read information from both sides of the arguement. You know, I believe i surprised some people with my views. I am an admant opposer to animal testing and my class knows this so when i likened it to animal testing, they were suprised that i believed it should. Then I went and said that our generation has had to formulate ideas about stem cell research and already decided our ideas about the ethics of it. So class got out early and I arrived at crew early and before the head baldy. So he knew i was there but then he started talking about it and went "Why are you here?" in teh middle of a sentence. It was quite humourous. Erin has a boyfriend now and she might be going to prom and because of that she still does not have my story. BRAT! So... Adew. I'm stressed in class.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-06T12:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fuck Life]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am so stressed. I thought I was going to take my math test today but then i got side steped with other classes and so i have to take it tomorrow. and then. eric was talking about the spanish homework and I realized that she never gave it to me. NEVER. she only gave me work sheets. no book work. I am so screwed and I say FUCK LIFE. Next year i'm going to be really depressed because we will have spanish class every single day. hey people can tell that i have had spanish class because i am depressed for hours afterwards. so know i will be depressed every single day. I bet by this time next year i will have attempted ahorcarse a couple times. I don't like that. It is going to suck. My mind won't work on the assignment i was supposed to do during lunch. I'm so screwed. AHHHH.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-07T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[this isn't a war?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Gee More Marines are dying. hmmmm... and this isn't a war. I remarked about this to my mother and she said welcome to Vietnam. That just really really really scares me. Perhaps I shall truly go back to my roots and protest. i don't agree with it and it will only get worse as i wonder who all i know will be sent off. some of my friends are eighteen and what if they reinstate the draft? for this war that isn't a war. I look at my teacher who was drafted and he still suffers so much. I don't want that to happen to say... Bryan or someone else like Jake or Jacob or Matt or any of those idiots. oh well... As Che would say... Hasta la victoria siempre.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-07T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I finally got asked to prom but not in teh way i really wanted nor by someone i would really want to go with. My big Brother (non-biological) asked me. I have known for a while that he was attracted to me. I beleive if this had happened a while ago i would have been flattered but i know how he treated my good friend and his ex-girlfriend, Kim. I rather alienate him than kim even though i have know him for a decade of my life. I Imed kim when he said so and then he was talking to her as well. I beleive that we might have stopped him but oh well. I also came to an awareness tonight that one of my friends has seen since the beginning of the school year. I have a slight (or maybe not so slight) crush on a friend of mine. When i was hanging with my two friends, I guess my body language was really into him. well... i guess. Why did she mention it tonight. I know i'm weird and i'll probeably never do anything about it like i have done on every other thing. I remembered a conversation I had with Kim a while ago about Bryan and she said that I did have a chance with him because he had matured and I am a beautiful smart girl. I'll remember that for right now. I also found out that one of my friends is getting married. She graduated last year and I always suspected it was her goal to get married as soon as possible. But she was my mentor. A girl about the ways women can make it in life. And she is getting married. My god. I will know someone who is married and less then a year and a half older then I am. What happens when she becomes pregnant? I will be a freshman in my life after High School and she will be a mother.  Wait she isn't the only one I know who is married. I know three other girls but not as well and 2 are older then just graduated from high school. Another thing about my life that is going topsy turvy is that one of my friends dropped out of high school. He just dropped out. Neither rhyme nor reason. And then three more people out of my class of thirty-five are graduating early. Why? High school is only four years and I would love to get away from it but it is my only chance. Come on, I only need two more elective credits to graduate and I am going to a college programme this summer. Of course I'll have enough credits to graduate by the time school starts. And then one of our teachers and Bryan's favorite English teacher has less then six months to live. It is her third bout with cancer and she has young children. Oh god. My math teacher is organizing a head shaving fundraiser and so some of my classmates are contemplating shaving their heads. Eric might and he asked my opinion and I wish I could. I wish I could take the risk. I have long blonde hair. It is past my waist. Wouldn't it make a great wig? And then I wouldn't have to worry about it during philmont. But I wouldn't dare and my mom won't let me. When I was younger, my hair reached past my tush and then I decided to cut it to my shoulders. Well, the hairdresser put my hair into a braid and then cut it. My mom cried. I thought my mom donated the hair because it was a great length but a while ago I went through her drawers looking for something and I found it. It was weird a piece of me was lying there but that is how my mom would react if I shaved my head. That is something for me to think of.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-09T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Attainable?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/attainable.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Am I unattainable?<br/>Do I take a step back<br/>When you take a step forward?<br/>Do I make it seem that<br/>I don’t want you save as a friend<br/>When I really want you to <br/>Break down my façade?<br/><br/>Perhaps I feel it is easier <br/>To continue to be your friend<br/>Instead of risking everything <br/>for a chance of a moment in high school.<br/>High school ends. It almost never lasts<br/>But maybe we’ll be friends for years.<br/>Instead of Love for months.<br/><br/>In my own heart, I feel <br/>That I am attainable.<br/>I do step back but I want<br/>You to take two steps forward.<br/>Break down my façade.<br/>Make me lose my fear<br/>Allow me, teach me to trust in you.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-11T05:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ I'm Egypt]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><img src="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/egypt.gif"><br>  <font face="Georgia Ref, Verdana, Eurostile, Tahoma, Arial" size="5">You're Egypt!<br>  <i><font size="3">Curator of ancient mystical secrets, your life on the surface is fairly typical these days.  Though you are in denial about more things than most people.  Nevertheless, you're trying to convince people that you're safe despite your more volatile and unstable times that seem to be behind you.  You like cats a whole lot. You'd probably really appreciate <a href="http://bluepyramid.org">The Blue Pyramid.</a></font><br><font size="2" face="Times New Roman">Takethe <a href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/cquiz.htm">Country Quiz</a> at the <a <br/>href="http://bluepyramid.org"&gt;Blue Pyramid</a></font></i></font></p><p><img src="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/tgoabt.jpg"><br><font face="Georgia, Georgia Ref, Book Antiqua, Garamond" size="5">You're <i>The Guns of August</i>!<br><font size="4">by Barbara Tuchman</font><br><i><font size="3">Though you're interested in war, what you really want to know is whatcauses war. You're out to expose imperialism, militarism, and nationalism for what theyreally are. Nevertheless, you're always living in the past and have a hard time dealingwith what's going on today. You're also far more focused on Europe than anywhere else inthe world. A fitting motto for you might be "Guns do kill, but so candiplomats."</font><br><font size="2" face="Times New Roman"></i>Take the <a href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm">Book Quiz</a>at the <a href="http://bluepyramid.org">Blue Pyramid</a>.</font></font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-12T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I lied? You knew it?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I confessed to patrick that i had lied to him and he said i know. oh great he knew how? so he said he always knew when people liked each other. What did i hear correctly or was he just using that as an example. okay. patrick. iadore you but... sometimes let me fly.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-14T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ho Humm]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yeah... i'm stressed. i basically got thourgh my english paper with minutes tospare and the computer crashed and lost my paper moments after i printed my one copy of it. ERGH. okay yeah. I didn't like cLc cuz i don't feel like i made a big impact in Charlie's life. oh well. I got the summit award yesterday and that was super cool. i felt estastic. it was really wonderful. Matty was next to me and i adore him. out of teh five reciepiants i was the only one who wasn't a eagle and teh only girl. hummm. that is really really cool. besides jake and josh and erin and kim were there to support me. I'm especially glad Jake was there. YUMMY. okay... so. on.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-17T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I am an imaginary number]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_am_an_imaginary_number.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div align="center"><center><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="200" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" bordercolor="#000080"><tr><td><center><br><font face="verdana"><font color="#000080"><font size="2">I am an imaginary number</font><br><font size="8">1i</font><br><font size="2">I don't really exist</font></font><br><font color="#FFFFFF">_</font></font></td></tr></table></center></div><br><center><font face="verdana"><font size="2"><a href="http://www.geocities.com/eyecanspy/numberquiz">what number are you?</a></font><font size="1"><br><br>this quiz by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/orsa">orsa</a></font></font></center></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hello...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=91105</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm watching Miss Congeniality right now. I love that movie. It is my movie. My life my joke my passion. It is actually trying to get me to go back to the "scholarship oppertunity" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh. Once is enough thank you very much. Also, the last time i went to it, i went from hiking boots to high heels. Now this summer, I will go from high heels and skirts to hiking boots. I love my hiking boots. I have no idea where i'm going to brand them this year but they are leather so it shouldn't matter.Yesterday, we didn't have school and i was at the school for 7 friggin hours. and i still had to finish building for sci o. but i did finish. The local regional newspaper did a thing on the summit awards and it said I was an eagle scout. any of you out there who know about eagles know that girls cannot be eagles. So Matty and i were joking how easy it was for me to get my eagle. Today was Sci O  and i had something built. that is such an incredible experience. I love it. I have control. that is so me out there but they did not test well. but it was out there. I may want boyfriends and kisses but Chicks rule the world and half to allow boys to think they are. i am a total believer in Feminism. that ism rocks and rolls. The world is a playground, go play.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Iraq]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I had a thought today... here i was worrying about Bryan being sent off, but Shosh a friend of mine is actually in Iraq. she is a baby, barely eighteen. I have friends that are married, deployed, pregnant or dropped outs. and i'm from the "good" lily white part of town.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ Enneagram]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/_enneagram.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div align="center"> <table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"> <tr> <td bgcolor="#eeeeee"> <div align="center"> Enneagram Test Results <table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#dddddd"> <tr> <td>Type 1 </td> <td>Perfectionism</td> <td width="50"> ||||||||||||||</td> <td width="30">54%</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Type 2</td> <td> Helpfulness</td> <td width="50">||||||||||||||||</td> <td width="30">63%</td> </tr> <tr> <td> Type 3</td> <td> Image Focus</td> <td width="50"> ||||||</td> <td width="30"> 30%</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Type 4</td> <td>Hypersensitivity</td> <td width="50"> ||||||||||||||||</td> <td width="30"> 64%</td> </tr> <tr> <td> Type 5</td> <td> Detachment</td> <td width="50"> ||||||||||||</td> <td width="30"> 46%</td> </tr> <tr> <td>Type 6</td> <td>Anxiety</td> <td width="50"> ||||||||||||||||</td> <td width="30"> 66%</td> </tr> <tr> <td> Type 7</td> <td> Adventurousness</td> <td width="50"> ||||||||||||||||</td> <td width="30"> 61%</td> </tr> <tr> <td> Type 8</td> <td>Aggressiveness</td> <td width="50"> ||||||||||||||||</td> <td width="30"> 64%</td> </tr> <tr> <td> Type 9</td> <td>Calmness</td> <td width="50">||||||||||||</td> <td width="30"> 42%</td> </tr> </table> </div> </td> </tr> </table> <a href="http://similarminds.com/enneagram_word.html">Take Free Enneagram Word Test</a><br><font size="1"><a href="http://similarminds.com">personality tests by similarminds.com</a></font></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Classical movie?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/classical_movie.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div align="center"><br> <img src="http://similarminds.com/images/movie/5.jpg"><br><a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html">What Classic Movie Are You?</a><br><font size="1"><a href="http://similarminds.com">personality tests by similarminds.com</a></font></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm Hitler?!?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_hitler.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div align="center"> <br><img src="http://similarminds.com/images/leader/6.jpg"><br><a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html">What Famous Leader Are You?</a><br><font size="1"><a href="http://similarminds.com">personality tests by similarminds.com</a></font></div>Wow... I'm Hitler...Is that a good thing or a bad thing...Umm... is that saying something about me....</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Religious?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/religious.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#DDDD88">Get to know the REAL you by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~crash_and_burn"><font color="#DDDD88">crash_and_burn</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Your Name</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000"></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">You Are A:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Indie Elitist</font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Your Favorite Band/Song</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Saves The Day - All-Star Me</font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">You Like To Read:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Sheet music</font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">You Firmly Believe In:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">God</font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Everyone Thinks You Are:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">A sleazy prostitute</font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">You Were Conceived:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">Underwater</font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">You Will Marry:</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">A religious fanatic</font></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF">Created with <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/"><img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif"><font color="#DDDD88">quill18</font></a>'s <a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"><font color="#DDDD88">MemeGen 3.0</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sex?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sex.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#DDDD88">Surprise! by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/waywardpixie"><font color="#DDDD88">waywardpixie</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">Username</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000"></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#FFFFFF">In a bizarre twist of fate</font></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"><font color="#000000">you become a billionaire. Some savvy investments pay off, and you spend the rest of your life ski resort hopping with all of your best friends.</font></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF">Created with <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/"><img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif"><font color="#DDDD88">quill18</font></a>'s <a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"><font color="#DDDD88">MemeGen 3.0</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/of_course_im_a_geek.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[of course i'm a geek]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/of_course_im_a_geek.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table align= "center" border=1 bordercolor="#a7beef" width=320 cellspacing=0><tr><td align=center><big>I'm A 1970s Geek</big></td></tr><tr><td align=center>You've decided for the world that it's time for a change. JOIN THE GEEK REVOLUTION!</td></tr><tr><td align=center><small><a href=http://spacefem.com/geektime>find your geek decade at spacefem.com</a></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Does it seem like i'm having fun tonight?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/does_it_seem_like_im_having_fun_tonight.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>i guess I am... to make up for the next five days of hell...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-17T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Back rubs]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Oh does anyone give back rubs? my back and neck have been killing since oh, thursday cuz i can't spell wednesday and that is when it started. to much time bent over a computer...</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-18T10:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Care Bear Cheerleader!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/care_bear_cheerleader.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table width="350" border="0" bgcolor="#FF70CC"><tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><td width="125" align="center"><img src="http://www.lavendersea.net/quiz/images/cheer.jpg"></td><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><p align="center"><b><font size="3" color="#FF70CC">Cheer Bear</font></b><font color="#FF70CC"><br><font size="2">You're the Care Bear cheerleader! Your spunky personality and optimisim lifts everyone's spirit. Though you want everyone to be happy, you stand your ground on issues you feel strongly about and this can bring disunity among your friends. Despite this, you are a true believer in working together.</font></font></p></td></tr><tr bgcolor="#FF70CC"><td colspan="2"><div align="center"><font size="1"><b><a href="http://www.lavendersea.net/quiz/carebears.html" target="_blank"><font color="#FFFFFF">Take the <i>Which Care Bear Are You?</i> Quiz!</font></a></b></font></div></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-18T02:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just trying to do work]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/just_trying_to_do_work.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So on Friday... when my parents left, I was just getting up. Hey, there was no school. So at eight in the morning when my dad left I was still in my pjs. Well, I left the house at eight thirty and returned at four thirty after they kicked me out of the school. THEY KICKED ME OUT. I just want to make that point. Well, I got home and started to build and realized I needed some things to finish building. My mom took me to the store and we bought things. Well, when we returned my dad was home and probably wondering where dinner was. So we told him to do dinner and my mom was helping me build. Well, he had a temper tantrum and refused to figure out dinner so my mom and I did that as he continued with the slamming of stuff and so on. I asked him to help and he was quite angry with me. Well, I finished at like eleven at night and had to be up at five the next morning for competition. So today, I found out from my mother that his temper tantrum was because he thought I was just procrastinating and I had done nothing during the day and that is why he was not helping. "Why help when she didn't do anything during the day." Well, my mom told him that it wasn't my fault that I was stuck at school the whole day and couldn't work on it. "I didn't realize that she was at school all day." Yeah thank you. I really thought that you calling home several times and not finding me there would have been the first clue, the second could have been that I told you that I hadn't been at home all day and the third was when mom was comforting me because I had been bent over at a computer and then an airplane the whole day. Is it okay for me to be angry with him? No, angry is the wrong word. Perturbed is better. He could have said something instead of having a temper tantrum. ERGH. I wasn't being lazy; I was just trying to do other work.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-19T10:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sex Addict]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sex_addict.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#DDDD88">Which celebrity will kill you? by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/crackmyfinger/"><font color="#DDDD88">SexAddict</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Username</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Gender</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Celeb:</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"><img src="http://images-partners.google.com/images?q=tbn:uBU8HGOY10YJ:users.ez2.net/ohp/Nikki/angelina%2520jolie%2520entertainment%2520weekly%2520july%252018,%25202003,%2520bloody%2520mouth.jpg,"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Kills you by:</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">Shooting you in the back</span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Why they kill you:</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">They are jelaous</span></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF">Created with the ORIGINAL <a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"><font color="#DDDD88">MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-19T10:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yes...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/yes.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>the internet is one of my addictions. the others are books and coffeeeeeee. My mother gave me coffeeeeeeeee for dinner... AHAHAHAHAHA. and books i have too many of... the books that are my fun reading books in my bag are on women's studies, female folklore and WWI. yeah that is fun... okay well, i have a huge project due tomorrow so... I have to keep away from teh internet.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-19T10:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[People to think ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/people_to_think.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>i wish i could come up with blogs that really make people think but all i do is the pseudodrama of my life. I guess this is my place to write out what i really feel because school has taken so much out of me. would you realize there are diversity and stereotypes wrapped up in just shoes? Sometimes, i wish i had an average exsistence becasue there is no such thing as normal but i wish i wasn't a librophile or is it bibliophile? Ergh, latin roots. i wish i could take latin but i have to wait two more years... then i'll take latin and russian and skip the silly spanish (in case you haven't realized... i really do not like my spanish instructor). Why do we call our teachers facilitators? they inspire thoughts but do not facilitate thought. I may be verboise but my spelling is attrocious.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-20T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Guys?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=94904</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yeah big brother (non-biological, not adopted, we've just known each other way tooo long..,) hitting on me agian. Thank god, i'm busy. I'm going to be lusting over jake.... last time or my last clear memory of backpacking with him... He stripped off his shirt and was helping the "weak girls" down the treachourous paths.... OH yeah YUMMY. i know he has a girlfriend but I can still look. so yeah.... I'm thinking of asking my friend Matty to prom. he goes to a different school. We are friends, we get along really well and it just would be fun... we are like 80% alike. he is intelligent, tall, caring, service oriented, Trustworthy, Loyal, helpful, friendly, courtious, kind, obiedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean and reverant. He is just a great guy... however some of my friends doent' think that it is a good idea.... he is also my best friend who is in inbreeding land 's younger brother. oh well...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-21T03:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[High School Drama]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/high_school_drama.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>How... What... Who... I don't know. What is high school drama really about? Is it because we consigned ourselves to this destiny that we believe is the only one? There is a world out there. I'm going to explore it. Somehow. Maybe in years but I will. I do so solemnly swear that I will. When I went to San Diego, there was a contest and we got the results back today. I did really well. I guess that is something I can do well. I can write well. Sometimes I create these images with words that I have no idea how they got started and then other times I'm not there. I'm just blah. I write because I have to. I won't be able to afford to go to the college I want to because it is a private college and my family lost all of the money we put away for college and I didn't qualify for the NMS. I was two numbers off. I had a 204 and it was a 206. Dang it. My grades are good but not good enough. I'm a failure. I'll make do. I can go to CSU but it won't be CU. I really really wanted to go there. Hopefully, I can do well enough on the ACT and the SAT that I can qualify for some merit scholarships. But I don't know. I didn't do well enough on the PSATs.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-21T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[hm?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hm.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg.html"><img src="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/eg16.gif" border="0"></a><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg.html"><img src="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/eg20.gif" border="0"></a></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-22T02:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[New blogger]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/new_blogger.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You know I still feel like i'm a relatively new blogger to this community but glancing around, there are so many new people. This community has grown and as it grows it experiences growing pains. Oh well. I find it annoying people who do not write in complete sentences nor in complete words. While my spelling is atrocious, i do try to go back and correct any errors. For me, it is a challenge to read those who's blog is riddled with abbreviations. I read word patterns not the letters, so I am troubled with those un-uniformed words.On my blog, I feel like that I can have the independence to write about whatever I want. Topics that are not acceptable to all and not be criticized for my opinions, I post. I can write about my day and just let it out. I want people to see but I also just want to keep it to myself. I am notorious for leaving paper journals around and people reading them. That is my purpose for blogging. 	Off of a serious note and onto something childish, ergh wrong word and I cannot think of a better one at this moment. Today, we had a holocaust survivor talk to our school today and as members of the IB programme, we were able to speak with him for an hour. It was all good but some things I just had trouble accepting. Not that the holocaust happened but we started going into religion. My friend recently saw the passion of the Christ and it restored some of his faith but I feel that the movie commercialized Ash Wednesday and the whole tragedy. Many of my friends do not understand why I feel that way but …. That is me. I felt like crying at other parts. But overall, I questioned. What is his historical memory? And what are his actual memories? What has he lost? What has he created to fill a spot of missing memories? Is that wrong for me? No, I have been taught to question resources and sources and that is all I am doing. My mind wanders and I must finish this so… so long.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-22T02:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Snow]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/snow.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yeah it snowed last night and melted. it is raining now. Does that suggest to anyone what my weekend backpacking trek will be like? Hey, it will be fun. It will be fun. i'll repeat that for a while.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-22T03:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[this is my experiment don't ask]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/this_is_my_experiment_dont_ask.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg.html"><img src="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg34.gif"border="0"></a><br/><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg.html"><img src="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg37.gif"border="0"></a><br/><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg.html"><img src="http://www.angelfire.com/dc/candybubbles/egg38.gif"border="0"></a></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-23T12:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Snow Day!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/snow_day.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So... we had a snow day. i found out at four thirty eight. twenty-two minutes before i was supposed to get up. I slept in until seven. My backpacking rendezvous was cancelled. Yeah i really wanted to camp in fourty-four inches of snow.... considering it is soft and I'm short....Yeah. I'm disappointed. I kinda did want to go. even if we did go... jake wouldn't strip off his shirt becasue of the snow. Darn. i can do my homework and not be screwed over even though one of our "facilitators" is going to be a screaming witch on Monday. "we have so much to do and so little time." Lady, take a chill pill and realize that half the stuff you have us doing is because you are lazy and so instead of wasting class time, do it after school. ERGH! So yeah i'm going to hang with erin tomorrow... perhaps she will have my story back... and as i hang with her... I might be able to see jake who is my new droolworthy canidate.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-24T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So out of all of these, which is the most me?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><center><img src="http://www.btinternet.com/~the.magickbox/quizzle/belle.jpg" border=0></a><br><br><a href="http://erynz-quizzes.cjb.net">Which Disney Princess Are You?</a><br><small>Made by <a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">Erin @ Bored Now</a></center><br/><center><img src="http://www.btinternet.com/~the.magickbox/quizzle/mar.jpg" border=0></a><br><br><a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">What month should you have been born in?</a><br><small>Made by <a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">Erin @ Bored Now</a></center><br/><center><img src="http://www.btinternet.com/~the.magickbox/quizzle/60s.jpg" border=0></a><br><br><a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/" target="new">Which Decade Are You Stuck In?</a><br><small>Made by <a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">Erin @ Bored Now</a></center><br/><center><img src="http://www.btinternet.com/~the.magickbox/quizzle/human.jpg" border=0></a><br><br><a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/" target="new">Which creature from the fellowship are you?</a><br><small>Made by <a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">Erin @ Bored Now</a></center><br/><center><img src="http://www.btinternet.com/~the.magickbox/quizzle/bass.jpg" border=0></a><br><br><a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/" target="new">Which Band Member Would You Be?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk">Erin @ Bored Now</a></center><br/><center><img src="http://www.btinternet.com/~the.magickbox/quizzle/ang.jpg" border=0></a><br><br><a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/" target="new">Who's Your Angel Sweetheart?</a><br><small>Made by <a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">Erin @ Bored Now</a></center><br/><center><img src="http://www.btinternet.com/~the.magickbox/quizzle/loner.jpg" border=0></a><br><br><a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">I'm a loner - What Stupid Stereotype Are You?</a><br><small>Made by <a href="http://www.silent-angst.co.uk/quizzle/">Erin @ Bored Now</a></center></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-24T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sleep over at Erin's]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sleep_over_at_erins.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So... Yesterday, Erin Immed me and said do you want to get together with the other girls from the crew. So i went over there and had such a blast. We watched movies and communicated. I didn't realize that Stacey's mom is a widow. We were watching top gun and that is how stacey's father died. I never realized that. but now we have bonded. So on to tomorrow.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-24T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hasta la victoria siempre.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hasta_la_victoria_siempre.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div align="center"> <br><img src="http://similarminds.com/images/leader/4.jpg"><br><a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html">What Famous Leader Are You?</a><br><font size="1"><a href="http://similarminds.com">personality tests by similarminds.com</a></font></div><br/><br/>Whew... This is closer to me in my opinion than HITLER. How can Laurenn be mother Theresa and me Hitler? So <br/>Hasta la Victoria Siempre. I have a Che bracelet. I know the image has become commercialized but I still believe.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-24T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ Which royalty are you?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/_which_royalty_are_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><center><a href="http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz"><img src="image_located_on_your_site" border="0"></a><br><a href="http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz">Which Royalty Are You?</a> Find out! By <a href="http://nishi.pitas.com">Nishi</a>.</center><center><a href="http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz"><img src="image_on_your_website" border="0"></a><br><a href="http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz">Which Woman of Beauty Are You?</a> Find out! By <a href="http://www.usagiandmamoru.com">Nishi</a>.</center><center><a href="http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz/legend.html"><img src="image_located_on_your_site" border="0"></a><br><a href="http://www.usagiandmamoru.com/quiz/legend.html">Which Woman of Legend Are You?</a> Find out! By <a href="http://nishi.pitas.com">Nishi</a>.</center></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-25T10:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[More Snow]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/more_snow.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday, When I left Erin's, there was no snow. (well, there was some but that isn't the point.) It was sunny and all that was left was the slush in the shadows. I woke up this morning. More Snow. and it is continuing to snow, the wet kind of snow that sticks. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I like snow i really do  it is just every other day it snows and then melts. Come on it is spring, give us rain we need water instead of these miniscule amounts of water in the form of snow. It is beautiful out. i do love that.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-25T10:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Internet Safety]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/internet_safety.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have a friend whose father is a police officer. We often joke about how old he is or was he a little girl today. He is an online officer, trying to protect children. From that i believe i am much more protective of my identity online than others are. I'm sure people can inference who i am but you would have to stalk me to find out much more. Don't use your first name online or if you do difinetely obsure it or don't use your last name. that i feel is more important. don't give out your age. Come on people, I don't know who you are and you don't know who i am. I just worry about the twelve year olds and younger who feel impressed by the "20" year old who is communicating with them. Don't say your school or a team you play for or anything like that. My friend's father like to tell a story of a child he met online that gave out so much information that he was able to find him. He met with the child's principal and parents and then brought in the kid and said, "hi, I'm Suzy who you have been talking with online." The kid was so scared and hopefully learned his lesson. That is my warning today.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-26T09:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Prom...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/prom.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Prom that antiquated mating ritual that Juniors and Seniors play each year. Ergh. My friends are all talking about it. I don’t want to go… Wait, yes I do. I just don’t want to be the one to ask. I have gone on several dates in my life and I am the one who is always is asking. I want to be the one who is asked. I’ve done my duty. I want some guy to find me desirable enough to ask. Oh well. My friend is going with my homecoming date that homecoming did not end well with. But he and I are still friends. But my other friend asked me if he should ask this girl to prom who took my said homecoming date and destroyed his life and gave me problems in the meanwhile. ERGH… that is another long story that I don’t want to go into but ergh. Guys are shallow. Or maybe they are so dense they are shallow. ERGH. I guess I won’t go to prom this year. Maybe I’ll just watch a movie that night or go backpacking. I don’t know. I don’t want to be the one asking.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-27T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Feliz cumpleanos a ti.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday.Feliz cumpleanos a ti.Joyous anninversaire.That their impure bloodShould water our fields.I love you, I miss you.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-27T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So yeah...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=106363</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tonight, I'm going to be pinned. I can't wait. Chaz is going to be the one to pin me. Today is a friend of mine's birthday and i'm just thinking of him. I look really girly today and i like it but i'm wearing stuff that reminds me of him. i know that is crazy but that is me. the shirt i wore when i fell asleep on him, the pants with sand embedded into it from his home and so on. I have decided to be the heinious Bitch some people expect me to be. but that is okay. There are a few guys that aren't scared of me. <br/>     Single girl looking for an intelligent, single guy who is not afraid of an adventourous, aggressive, intelligent girl.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-27T02:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Calmate!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/calmate.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I HATE PROM. I HATE SCHOOL. I HATE SPANISH. I HATE NOT HAVING ANY FRIENDS IN ANY OF MY CLASSES. I hate the fact that i dressed up today and took care and no one noticed. I don't care and no I don't have the confidence to do anything about it. Heinious Bitch is so much easier. While it does require confidence it is of a different kind and I don't have to worry about the stupidity. JUST BECAUSE I AM LOQUATIOUS AND APPRECIATE WHEN PEOPLE USE WORDS CORRECTLY, it doesn't mean i should be told to shut up. I perfer to be grandiloquent instead of saying that "it's gay." ERGH. okay i need to calm down and i will before 1830.</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-27T03:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quizzes]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/"><img src="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/blue.gif" border="0" alt="Take the M&amp;M's Test @ /~erin "></a><a href="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/"><img src="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/artemis.gif" border="0" alt="Take the Greek Goddess Test @ Rasberry Rain"></a><center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/potcquiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/el.jpg" border="0"></a><br>You're Elizabeth Swan, governer's daughter.  Every pervy orlando-fancier hates you. <p><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/potcquiz.html" target="new">Which POTC character are you?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna">alanna</a></center><center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/xquiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/cy.jpg" border="0"></a><br><br><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/xquiz.html" target="new">Which X2 Character Are You?</a></center><center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/randomquiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/srandom.jpg" border="0"></a><br><br><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/randomquiz.html" target="new">How random are you?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna">alanna</a></center><center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/quiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/hippy.jpg" border="0"></a><br><br><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/quiz.html" target="new">Which flock do you follow?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna">alanna</a></center><center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/chickenquiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/lchicken.jpg" border="0"></a><br><br><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/chickenquiz.html" target="new">Do you cluck or do you roar?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna">alanna</a></center><center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/britquiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/pb.jpg" border="0"></a><br>Jolly good, wot!  Anyone for tennis?  That'll be ten ponies, guv.  You're the epitome of everything that is english.  Yey :)  Hoist that Union Jack!<p><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/britquiz.html" target="new">How British are you?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna">alanna</a></center>Oh yeah I'm British... no I think the closest i get is my cousin lives there and I'm an eight scottish... perhaps my frame of mind is British... <center><img src="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/images/quizresulthurricane.jpg" border="0"><p>What Natural Disaster are you? <a href="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/naturaldisasterquiz.html">Take the quiz!</a></center><center><img src="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/images/quizresultwildfire.jpg" border="0"><p>What Natural Disaster are you? <a href="http://www.yayajon.com/watercircle/naturaldisasterquiz.html">Take the quiz!</a></center>Fire good.Fire like Jake. Fire good. I want fire.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-27T03:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hmmmmmmm...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hmmmmmmm.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-28T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pinning and bonding]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pinning_and_bonding.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I should just give up. I don't care anymore. I'll make it through school but I will give up on the petty high school stuff like friends, prom and so on because I'm not going to get any. It is so sad when you are at an important night and you don't talk to any of your classmates after this bonding experience. Instead to talk to parents and people from other classes. I cried last night and I wish I hadn't. It just proves to me that I am weak. I just don't want to deal with my class. ERGH. How can i have a strong personality around crew and then such a weak one around my class? Which is more me? Am I just a wanderer, doomed to search for friends and happiness but never find it?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-28T12:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pat reading PORN]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pat_reading_porn.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So... I'm in class, sort of. My teacher basically told us to leave school. there were only two of us in class. that is worth it. Oh yeah. So Pat read my porn (people on Romance novels)  and he ended up reading the passage that reminds me of him... His face was soooooo funny. Me Mozarts Requim him NIN. yeah... so happiness. I'm annoyed with people. Although i don't want to go to Prom, I really do. Oh well....</p>
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  <dc:date>2004-04-28T11:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[operation social observation begins tomorrow]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>watch out.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-29T04:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The social experiment]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/the_social_experiment.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today, I had a social experiment. As Nee would say, the alps princess went goth and it worked for her. I felt like painting my nails black last night and so i did. I wore all black and some cool jewelery. When my friend arrived at school, I had my bright blue sweat shirt over my clothes and I asked her to do my makeup. Tashey usually pokes her eyes or worst when doing her makeup... So she did my makeup and I felt so confident. it was so cool. My teachers that i like thought it was really cool. one said i looked really pretty another said wow make up today. are you going goth? and another teacher didn't recognize me... it was fun. but some girls i have known since sixth grade were like that mean girls commericail... appalled and gossiping about me. I just smiled it was great. the only other person with a negitive reaction was a frosh who... doesn't like me. he pointed out my goth look to everyone. perhaps i'll continue with the look for a while. it was so much fun. I was free. So even my spanish teacher didn't bother me. <br/>On to the analysis. it was quite interesting who reacted well and who didn't. this one girl who would be classified in the stereotype of goodygood was really interested in what happened. i bet she would do it if her parents didn't kill her. And the ones who were talking about me, i was not  surprised about that is who they are. Mean people who don't like outside the box. Although, Fluffy didn't speak to me today even though he was going to because of yesterday... oh well. not that big. So I had fun and I felt great. That is what i need to do. feel confident. You have to be confident or else it (the look) doesn't work. you are bringing attention to your self. you must be confident. You know... maybe i wasn't posing maybe i was just me and exploring different looks.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-29T04:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pirates Quizzes]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pirates_quizzes.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><center><img src="http://lucid.lunacy.nu/quiz/elizabethswann.gif"><br><a href="http://lucid.lunacy.nu/quiz/pirates.html">Which Pirates of the Caribbean character are you?</a></center><center><img src="http://lucid.lunacy.nu/quiz/willturner.gif"><br><a href="http://lucid.lunacy.nu/quiz/pirates.html">Which Pirates of the Caribbean character are you?</a></center>so now i'm will... hmmm. something screwey considering i answered truthfully both tiems...</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/librarianbeau_and_sexy.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-29T05:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Librarian--beau...  and sexy]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/librarianbeau_and_sexy.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/Lorac/1035574898_plibrarian.jpg" border="0" alt="Librarian"><br>You are smart and sexy!<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/Which%20Ultimate%20Beautiful%20Woman%20are%20You%3F/"> <font size="-1">Which Ultimate Beautiful Woman are You?</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font>OH OH this is me. Smile</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-29T05:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pirates quiz]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pirates_quiz.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/potcquiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/ja.jpg" border="0"></a><br>You're Captain Jack Sparrow:  smart, savvy, a demon with the eyeliner and the best damn pirate we've ever seen.  And only a litte crazy.  Savvy?<p><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/potcquiz.html" target="new">Which POTC character are you?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna">alanna</a></center>another choice. oh yeah.<center><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/potcquiz.html" target="new"><img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/mo.jpg" border="0"></a><br>You're Jack, Barbossa's monkey.  You're just like him, actually - treasure and apple fixation, angry, evil... cursed.  Except you have a tail.  And you're <i>still</i> cursed.<p><a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/potcquiz.html" target="new">Which POTC character are you?</a><br>this quiz was made by <a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna">alanna</a></center>ohhhp... another one... and i'm answering truthfully...</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/youre_a_bitch.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-29T06:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You're a bitch!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/youre_a_bitch.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#DDDD88">Whats does your personality rate from 1-10? by <a href="http://www.hjfgsdhf.com"><font color="#DDDD88">morning_prayer</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Your first full name</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Your personality rates a</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">5</span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">your best quality is</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">youre hilarious</span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">your worst quality is</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">youre a bitch!</span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">this is because</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">lifes a bitch</span></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF">Created with the ORIGINAL <a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"><font color="#DDDD88">MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table>gee i am a bitch... thus proven...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-30T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Friends]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=112676</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today, I walked out of school alone. I had gotten in a fight with a girl who sometimes can be really nice and I had just run into a group of girls from all of my classes. I have a feeling that one of them does not like me but I know... I can be bitchy and she and I don't understand each other. Can't she see we are in the same boat? I'm lost. After I bid them good day, I left them and I felt incredibly... sad and lonely. They were all going out together. I walked home in the bitter wind and snow knowing that I have no groups of friends that I can go out with in the weekend like they were. The few friends I do have, I rarely see and I'm usually an outsider. I went to coffee with two of my friends and they have inside jokes that I don't understand. I rarely see Erin, who I went shopping with. I rarely see Laurenn outside of school. All of my friends I actually did something with graduated last year. Again, I feel lonely. I'm an outsider, an observer. I see too far into a person's soul to get too close to them but I can look pass that if it meant I could have a friend. What is wrong with me that I can't have friends? It is just that... I don't know. It is always the same for me... I don't have friends and I don't know why. During class today, I got in an arguement with Katie. She "hates life" and she wouldn't explain. Hey, I can help. She is "in love" (in lust) with her best friend and he has a girlfriend. "Zorra (gf) doesn't like me." Wah Wah Wah... and then the girlfriend is a friend of mine and I know she is a sweet and gifted person in her own right but academia isn't her forte. Well, the gf was complaining about taking her AP comp. test. Well, she should be worried about taking it, her teacher isn't the nicest and she may not take tests well. It is her first AP test. Her worry is justified because it is the unexpected and the unexpected always worries. Well, Katie was like, "I'm taking my IB tests next week. She has no reason to complain." BULL SHIT. I said the reasons above. She is also pissed at life because she doesn't have a date to prom and the guy she wanted asked someone else. SORRY, Katie. You never made your interest in Mike obvious. Why should he ask you to prom? You know I have to worry about IB tests as well, including a chem exam I really don't feel prepared for. And then I don't have a prom date either. I say I don't care. Since you are a senior, you should go stag. It is free (relitively)  ERGH. Don't complain to me and then expect me to be patient when I ask for your help and you don't give it to me. ERGH. Friday nights are the loneliest nights of the week. So tonight, I'm watching movies, Mona Lisa Smile and Big Fish. I adore Big Fish. Ewan McGregor fan... My friend and I saw it when it was in theatre... So I'm going to watch it.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-04-30T08:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Katie...Ergh.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/katieergh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Oh yeah... Can i give one more complaint? Katie, you have no idea what goes on in my life. You see me as superficial and I do that intentionally. I don't just chase guys and Hell, I rather be considered one of the guys than a picky bitch. Heinious bitch I accept not PICKY. Now, something you don't know is my mother has lupus. Right now she is on the couch in so much pain that i can never know and I wonder if she will be able to make it to my far off wedding. I also wonder if i am genetically pre-disiposed to get Lupus. I may be Catholic but I believe in Stem Cell research... IT MAY SAVE MY MOTHER'S life. and if it doesn't saver hers it could save mine, my child's, my family's life. I worry about my mother especially when she is in pain. Her lupus has moved to her jaw... It has progressed so far. At least, she is gaining her color back. You don't realize how hard it is to help your mother dress in the mornings because she cannot tell the difference from black to brown and this is the person you went to when you needed to figure out the right color combinations. My life isn't hard. I am fairly well off meaning I'm not poor. I'm not stupid but intelligence can be a burden. I HAVE A DEBT TO REPAY TO SOCIETY. I have no excuses. My parents don't beat me. I have only recieved abuse in the hands of babysitters, "boyfriends," and teachers. I have no excuses but I know when there is pain. LISten to me sometimes.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-02T11:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Support group for faith]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/support_group_for_faith.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why complain? Honestly? Why? I saw Jason this morning. He looked really really tired. He is growing a goatee (?) and he was rubbing it all during mass. I saw Mr. A. during Mass which was fun... He sat behind us. Hmmm Church. I was confirmed last year but this past year has been the toughest of my faith ever. I wish I had a support group where we could discuss faith. But our youth group is social in nature and that is not what i want.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sorryrandom_thoughts_4_tasha.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-02T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[~Sorry...Random thoughts 4 Tasha~]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sorryrandom_thoughts_4_tasha.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This is a poem my friend wrote on Friday to cheer me up. I don't want to lose it so that is why I am posting it. I'll be able to access it everywhere and be cheered up instantly. It is funny because she knows me so well. In fact, I am over analyzing it already like the slant rhyme and caesura and so on... but it is me. and I am so thankful for her. ~Sorry… Random thoughts 4 Tasha~Cheer up, Tasha, you inspire meTo be more than I knew I could.Smile, sweetie, things aren’t that badMaybe some coffee would!I know you’re probably checking my grammarAnd spelling and punctuationBut if things are really pulling you down,Use your imagination!You could be Guinevere, or a warrior queenWith men laying their lives down at your feetWear beautiful gowns and live in a castleWhere there, your true love you will meet.You could be a star in one of your “romance” booksAnd your lover could be a NIN Freak or a marine.You’d have clever comebacks and exciting thrillsTo help you escape reality.Maybe you’d listen to Mozart’s RequiemTo get into character and feel even more prettyAnd we only know one Nine Inch Nails fanWho would… well… you know… overlooking the city.Sorry, I know this is really randomBut I just thought to spread some cheerCuz God knows how much you’ve helped meWhen I was down this year.I feel I am so blessed to have a friend like her that she would create a lasting gift that keeps on making me happy. I saw her write this and I was so amazed by how quickly her mind works and in rhyme even. I know I cannot do that and so it is even more amazing that she can. She has little confidence in her gift and usually won't believe me when I say her poetry is beautiful but it is. Thank you, dear. You really helped me this weekend and your words will continue to help me.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/empire_records.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-02T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Empire Records]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/empire_records.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://shes-crafty.net/quizzes/empire.html"><img border="0" src="http://shes-crafty.net/images/gina.jpg"></a><br><font size="1"><a href="http://shes-crafty.net/quizzes/empire.html">Which Empire Records Character Are You?</a> Find out @ <a href="http://shes-crafty.net">She's Crafty</a></font>Something funny about Empire Records is... A long story. Okay, I have to tell it. One day, a long, long, long, time ago, there were CSAPs. Instead of taking the practice ACTs, I went bowling during that time off. When we went to pay, there is a quote box saying guess the movie win a free game… It was the “Ideas” quote. Well, the guy was giving us clues and I managed to say it was the Record store movie, not being able to remember the name but I knew what it was. Well, another person in my group got it and we all got free games next time. YaY! Okay, yeah sad story I know. I’m pitiful but I had a lot of fun. Have a Great week!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-02T08:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Vocabulary Quizzy Poo for the dirty minded.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/vocabulary_quizzy_poo_for_the_dirty_minded.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>i challenge you NOT to think dirty. all the answers in this quiz are NOT obscene in any way. the answers are at the bottom of the pagevocabulary test for the dirty minded:1. What is a four-letter word that ends in ‘k’ and means the same as intercourse?2. What is it that a cow has four of and a woman has only two of?3. What can you find in a man's pants that is about six inches long, has a head on it, and that women love so much that they often blow it?4. What word starts with "f " and ends with "u-c-k"?5. Name five words that are each four letters long, end in " u-n-t " one of which is a word for a woman?6. What does a dog do that you can step into?7. What four letter word begins with "f " and ends with k", and if you can't get one you can use your hands? 8. What is hard, six inches long, has two nuts, and can make a girl fat?9. What four-letter word ends in "i-t " and is found on the bottom of birdcages?10. What is it that all men have one of; it's longer on some men than on others; the pope doesn't use his; and a man gives it to his wife after they're married? ANSWERS: 1. (talk) 2. (legs) 3. (a twenty dollar bill) 4. (firetruck)5. (bunt, hunt, runt, punt, aunt) 6. (pants) 7. (fork) 8. (Almond Joy candy bar) 9. (grit) 10. (last name)gleaned from dreamforme's blog.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-03T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My Stand]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/my_stand.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This will be abbriviated but hopefully I will lenghten it this afternoon. I have been reading many different blogs on different people's veiws on pro-life or pro-choice. As I have stated before... I am a Catholic and I know the Church's teachings on the subject. But HELLO. Let us use birth control. Anyways. I do not believe abortion should be a form of birth control but if it was illegal, the rich would still get them and the poor would still die trying. At least let these women have the medical care that could save their lives. We do not want to return to the days of coat hangers and straw. <br/>I have had two stories told to me that both question what I believe. The first involves my uncle now departed. He was a Jesuit, I believe, working in a hospital. A girl who was a very small eight year old came in for help. She was pregnant... by her father. The hospital would not perform an abortion on her even though they knew there was no chance of the baby or the girl surviving. She died a brutal death, in so much pain and after that my uncle left the church. That is a situation that abortion is appropriate. She was eight years old for God's sake and she didn't ask to be pregnant and certainily not by her father. That is three things wrong with the situation. There are times and places for abortions but there are also times not for abortions. Abortion is not a birth control. However, if a woman wants an abortion, somehow it will happen- give her medical care so that only one dies instead of two. The next story involves a woman I admire so much. She was pregnant with twin girls and she wanted daughters so badly. And just to get pregnant had been a struggle. They had a test done that revealed that the girls would be born with water where brains were supposed to be. Their lives if they had lived would have been in pain and lead to nothing. the decision was hard for both of them but she went into labor early effectively an abortion. the girls died after an hour but the tests were right. I don't know how they made the choice but this woman still cries over her experience. She wonders what her life would have been like if she had her girls. That pain but that choice that is what pro-choice is really about. being able to at least have that option. Each situation is individual. on the opposite side, my mother was told that her second child would be born a "vegitable" and therefore the doctor would not help her. She searched for a doctor who would help her. She found one and lo behold. I was born... Yes. you have read my blog and may have understood my loquetiousness but that is an example. NO VEGGIES! Now, if she had made the choice to have an abortion, I never would have been able to repay my debt to society. <br/>I guess the moral is... Have a choice but it must be an intelligent choice.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-03T03:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dear Eric]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/dear_eric.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Dear Eric,     I'm going to write you a letter and post it on the internet. Usually I keep my letters to myself but today you shall see this one.    I don't care what you do. I don't have any control over you. Obviously my opinion really doesn't matter to you or else you would stop thinking about asking Kristyn. You obviously think more of people like Angela because you are listening to her. Did she even know about your break-up that left you so depressed? Do you want to know who I really think you should ask? Ask Jennifer. She would love it. A girl deserves to be asked.     I no longer care to hear about prom. And I don't need to be told to smile. Sometimes, I just don't want to smile and being told to smile just won't work. I consider you to be my friend and I only wish you would think more of my opinion. Me</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-04T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hmmm.... Nicky Poo]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hmmm_nicky_poo.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So today was interesting... I had a misunderstanding/ miscommunication today. I think we got through it but it isn't exactly clear but it is okay. i hope. Next, I had COFFEE during class. I was so hyper. then I had ToK during the day and it was really fun. My friend and i were planning to go out with all of the kids who are our friends from confirmation. I was to call Nick and ask him. Well, I left school after talking to Andrew and Scott for a while picked up my mom and drove on the interstate. The first time since i got my liscense over a year ago. I was gripping the wheel so hard. Okay so I had a physical... i've grown a quarter of an inch. Booya. well, i returned home and on my im was a message from nick saying he couldn't go to the movies on friday. I didn't even ask him. That is weird. So instead of Prom I'm going hiking. I'm ready. i'm so excited. i'm in better shape than last year and i'm having fun with life. Chinese and Gilmore girls. Oh yeah.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-05T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I wear more bracelets than a Russian whore]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_wear_more_bracelets_than_a_russian_whore.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#DDDD88">What is a good quote for you? by grlinterupted</font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Name</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Color</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Say what??</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">"I wear more bracelets than a Russian whore."</span></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF">Created with the ORIGINAL <a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"><font color="#DDDD88">MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-05T08:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Warning:]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/warning.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>warning in a birth control information packet... "All methods of birth control and pregnancy are associated with a risk of developing certin diseases which may lead to disability or death. I asked the doctor for the freakin' pills. Of course i realize that hmmm. i could develop diseases.... Wait I can? Okay, I'm a good little catholic girl it is just that i'm on the pill so i don't have to go backpacking as a smellable. meaning so i can avoid my period. that is all. i know that is gross but they should develop a pill that is just for girls to skip periods for wilderness activities or war or stuff like that. That is the real purpose. Women who are sent over seas are usually put on the pill so they don't have to deal with periods while on active combat duty.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-05T09:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[MOMENTS AND QUESTIONS]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/moments_and_questions.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>How many moments and how many questions does it take for your life to change?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-06T08:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Math Exam!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/math_exam.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I don't feel good and i have another math exam tomorrow. Oh shit... okay so my math exam today was fun. i really breezed through it and then i ran out of time on the last question...My chem exam was fun. it was great. so yeah...</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sigh.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-06T09:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sigh]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sigh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#DDDD88">What is a good quote for you? by grlinterupted</font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Name</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Color</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Say what??</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">"sigh"</span></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF">Created with the ORIGINAL <a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"><font color="#DDDD88">MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table>That is better.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-09T12:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Moving in]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/moving_in.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yesterday, I spent the day helping my brother move into his apartment and celebraiting Mother's day with my grandmother. When I told her I wasn't going to prom this year she was really disappointed. it is like a sin that i'm not going. It doen't matter. It is a stupid tradition. "Next year, I'll buy you a dress." Well I'm going backpacking instead this year complete with a tiara and duct tape corsage... So I feel kind of weird that my brother is back home... On Friday, I didn’t feel good after my test so I came home and slept. That is all at least I skipped Spanish. So this morning I went to mass and I was talking with Jason. He felt so bad about prom. He apologized to me four times and I wasn’t even his date. But also there was something else that was said that I’ll keep to myself. Sorry but…. So I’ll be celebrating mother’s day with my mother now…bye</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-10T10:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Nee Nee!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/nee_nee.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Nee Nee came home... YAY! okay yeah... I fell out of my chair in TOK and i have a huge bruise... Jake smashed his toe it was bleeding all over... yeah...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-11T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yearbooks!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/yearbooks.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today, I'm still sore... I don't know why... wait it was carrying the boxes of 300ish page yearbooks with 16 books to a box up stairs. Yeah. I'm tired. I will always be tired.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-11T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Profile Picture]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/profile_picture.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Notice Tasha changed her profile picture. Well, if you want to know the story... Try to figure it out...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-12T04:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My song quiz para ti.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/my_song_quiz_para_ti.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So here are some of my favorite lyrics... guess the song from which they are gleaned... Also none of the songs have the title in the lyrics. Some of these songs are old. others are sappy. Have fun. 1. Everything you areFalls from the sky like a starEverything you areWhatever ever you want2. And you can't fight the tears that ain't comingOr the moment of truth in your liesWhen everything feels like the moviesYeah you bleed just to know you're alive3. Time manipulates your heart,preconceptions torn apart4. Come stand a little bit closerBreathe in and get a bit higherYou'll never know what hit youWhen I get to you5. Is love really the tragedy the way youmight describe?Or would a thousand loversstill leave you cold inside?6. If love was red then she was colour-blind7. And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky,I'll make a wish send it to heaven then make you want to cry..The tears of joy for all the pleasure in the certainty.8. And I always will remember all the strength you gave to meYour love made me make it throughOh, I owe so much to youYou were right there for me9. You wanted it so much,and now that it's overYou don't know what you want10. In my world, before youI lived outside my emotionsDidn't know where I was going'Till that day I found you11. I've got a dream to take you overExploding like a supernovaI'm gonna crash into your worldAnd that's no lie12. I could spend my life in this sweet surrenderI could stay lost in this moment forever13. you know me better than I know myselfyou comfort me and let me know with you I’m gonna win14. You’re my sunshine after the rainYou’re the cure against my fear and my painCause I’m losing my mindWhen you’re not around15. Baby, I knew at once thatyou were meant for meDeep in my soul I knowthat I'm your destinyThough you're unsureWhy fight the tideDon't think so muchLet your heart decide16. I’ll be the air that you breatheI’ll give the strength that you needI’ll be the light in your eyesWhen hope becomes hard to seeI’ll be your shining starTo guide you wherever you are17. You've opened up my love to feelA kind of love that's truly realA guiding light that'll never fadeThere's not a thing in life that I would ever tradeFor the love you give it won't let go18. Don’t let me dieI’m losing my mindBaby just give me a sign19. I was too young, you were much youngerWe were afraid of each other's hunger20. You can just walk awayBut I don't feel the sameMy heart still beats for you, breaks for you, sings for youAnd those feelings will never fadeI can't hide my painI can never hide the way I feel for you21. Escucha el ritmo de tu corazon22. You bring me up when I'm' feeling downYou touch me deep you me rightYou do the things I've never doneYou make me wicked you make me wild23. Passing bells and sculpted angels,Cold and monumental,Seem for you the wrong companions; You were warm and gentle.24. It may sound absurd:but don't be naiveEven Heroes have the right to bleedI may be disturbed:but won't you conceedEven Heroes have the right to dream25. I never will forget those nightsI wonder if it was a dreamRemember how you made me crazy?Remember how I made you screamNow I don't understand what happened to our loveBut babe, I'm gonna get you backI'm gonna show you what I'm made of</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-12T04:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[PG-13]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pg13.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><center><img src="http://www.readingforresults.com/rating/pg13.jpg"><br>My life is rated PG-13.<br><a href="http://www.readingforresults.com/rating/quiz.htm">What is your life rated?</a></center></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-12T09:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Audrey Hepburn]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/audrey_hepburn.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://www.lbol.net/dani/quizzes/audrey1.gif"><br>Which <a href="http://www.lbol.net/dani/quizzes/quiz2.html">Legendary Actress</a> are you?nope nola is audrey...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-13T05:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Snow and May]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/snow_and_may.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So it is halfway through May and it is snowing... Pretty heavily as well... Now My mom got me a cell phone and it is pretty dang cool... I like it...I was reading a dictionary today and it was just so me... I was reading a thesaurus aloud to someone and my yearbook teacher overheard and so she was joking around with me about how i am the wordsmith... Which I am...I never noticed I have a British accent on certain words and a North Dakotan Accent on other words... Which I have never been to either... No i have been to North Dakota, my faimly originates there and we are visiting there over the summer. But I have not spent more than two weeks there in my life. So I get to see my cousin (4 times removed) Clay who is a year older than I am and really cute... I won't have a relationship with him but i can still say he is cute... besides my grandmother on my maternail side (clay is my paternail cousin) wants me to marry my older cousin once removed... Now that is sick... but that is my grandmother. So yeah... Making dinner... French onion soup because it is snowing.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-13T07:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I am the Media. We Are the Media]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_am_the_media_we_are_the_media.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>During researching something for a friend, I found a blog with a quote in it...I am the Media. We Are the Media.I just want to add my own two cents. We can bolster. We can destroy. It is our duty to be the Media. We must use it wisely.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-13T08:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Brawn]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/brawn.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/CultureJamming/1041323274_rmersbrawn.JPG" border="0" alt="Brawn"><br>BrawnYou are strong and tough and proud of it.<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/CultureJamming/quizzes/Which%20Transformer%20Are%20You%3F/"> <font size="-1">Which Transformer Are You?</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font>I love the Transformers... i loved bumblebee... I always wanted a bug...oh and the fast one... whoever he was... My brother would actually let me play with only those two so... but i still got to play transformers.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-14T10:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rats and Baths]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/rats_and_baths.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My Jaw hurts and I'm tired but My corsage and my tiera are ready and I 'm packed for my trek. My rats have a clean home and I tried giving Aragorn a bath but he liked eating better.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/prom_five_dates_sleeping_underneath_the_stars_sigh.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-15T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Prom... Five dates sleeping underneath the stars... sigh.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/prom_five_dates_sleeping_underneath_the_stars_sigh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm going backpacking. i'm leaving in an hour (and a half but that's okay) I"m so excited. I have one shoe on and one shoe off cuz they are really tight right now...Okay i need to finish getting ready.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sleep_instead.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-17T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sleep instead]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sleep_instead.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I was home yesterday in time to write an entry but I didn't. I slept instead. I didn't even shower until oh 2030. Yeah I stunk. Oh Well... I was even wearing someone else's shirt... It was dark and cold when I was getting dress and she didn't notice until i had all of my layers on. So I wore a Tiara and a duct tape corsage and my brother and two other people kept on taking pictures. This one guy... Jake... didn't want to be in any of the pictures because he is "attached." In my opinion, (from the details that I have heard) the relationship is just until summer ends and he ships off to boot camp... DAMMIT why am I attracted to Stupid, (Post note... Well, Bryan isn't so stupid but Jake... I adore him but a shoe can be smarter than he...) HUBRIC, Tall, XCers who go into the Marines? ANYONE? HELP ME. So Yeah... HE was still in all of the pictures. Erin and I got into a slight argument but we made up like always. Sarah sprained her ankle because she didn't tie her shoes tightly enough and we were going downhill and she was jumping... Yeah that is smart but we indulged her and tied her boots tigher and compression bandaged her ankle. Yes she likes her way. Yes she is over indulged yes she is an 85 pound with pack weak little baby... THIS is going to be soo much fun. I know I know... I will try to help her out so that she realizes that if she doesn't eat the food she will carry it herself not her father... That is a Philmont regulation for our crew... so is the ten second rule. If you drop it and don't lose sight of it, you eat it. Actually, banana chips with extra crunch are good... So anyways, the yearbooks are being handed out today. And I get to miss spanish class. OH YEAh... I hate Spanish. yeah... so on... Tomorrow is my Chem exam and I am so worried about it but I can always pay more money to retake it right?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-19T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Writing everyday?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/writing_everyday.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I always think that I will write in my blog every single day in a month and then something happens and I don't. I have had two days of chemistry tests and they have sucked. I could not remember if penicillin was an antibiotic or an antiviral. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Okay on Monday Erin and i got a t-shirt for a friend of ours who is going into the marines. It was a pink shirt that said "Tough Guys Wear Pink." and Jake actually wore it. He liked it. He is such a sweetie. Can't fall in love with another stupid marine. Not all marines are stupid but... One of my old crush's twin brother asked erin out and half the crew knew who he was and we had to remind each other that it was the good brother. He also graduated last year and she is just a clever fool and so we were trying to tell her father it was an okay thing becasue he just recently (feb) turned 18. I told her to scare him by asking if his birthday was february 25. which i know it is. I only looked at his driver's licsence once. In math I was saying it was weird how i can remember people's birthdays and so Molly was kinda testing me and one of my classmates came up right then and I said Sept. 20 and he was like that is right. He had no idea what we were talking about but he knew it was his birthday. what a weird gift. I can remember the last time I saw Bryan. I remember the day he had his party for his graduation from boot camp. I know weird.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/book_exercise.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-19T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[book exercise]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/book_exercise.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>1. Grab the nearest book.2. Open the book to page 23.3. Find the fifth sentence.4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions."They were crowded onto the running boards and hanging from the handrails." The Stranger by Albert Camus, translated by Matthew Ward.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-19T10:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Contemplating suicide?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/contemplating_suicide.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ask the 25-year-old who tried to electricute himself. He lived. But both his arms are gone.<br/><br/>What about jumping? Ask John. He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sense of humor. That was before he leapt from a building. Now, he's brain-damaged and will always need care. He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But, worst of all, he KNOWS he used to be normal.<br/><br/>What about pills? Ask the 12-year-old with extensive liver damage from an overdose. Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.<br/><br/>What about a gun? Ask the 24-year-old who shot himself in the head. Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side. He lived through his "foolproof" suicide. You might too.<br/><br/>But... Who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling? Commercial cleaning companies may refuse that job--but SOMEONE has to do it.<br/><br/>Who will have to cut you down from where you hung yourself or identify your bloated body after you've drowned? Your father? Your mother? Your wife? Your son?<br/><br/>The carefully worded "loving" suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will NEVER completely recover. They'll feel regret and an unending pain.<br/><br/>Suicide is contagious. Look around your family. Look closely at the 4 year old playing with his cars on the rug. Kill yourself tonight, and he may do it ten years from now.<br/><br/>You DO have other choices. There are people who can help you through this crisis. Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call your minister or priest. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police. They will tell you that there's hope. Maybe you'll find it in the mail tomorrow. Or in a phone call this weekend. But what you're seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.<br/><br/>You say you don't want to be stopped? Still want to do it? -Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later. And we'll work with whatever you have left.<br/><br/>Remember: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.<br/><br/>*IF YOU’RE READING THIS, PLEASE STEAL IT AND PUT IT IN YOUR JOURNAL TOO.*</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-20T10:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ibsen]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/ibsen.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love Ibsen and I got My prom pictures!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-23T11:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Vampire!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/vampire.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SilentSiren/1078688051_topvampire.JPG" border="0" alt="You are a Vampire"><br>You're a Vampire! You are very just and noble. To<br>you, fighting is just another way to get<br>stronger. You are some what sociable, but you<br>prefer to be in a place that makes you calm.<br>You think that you are indestructible, which is<br>a down fall because every fight is like a fight<br>to the death.<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SilentSiren/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20fiction%20stereotype%3F%20(with%20anime%20pictures)/"> <font size="-1">What is your fiction stereotype? (with anime pictures)</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-23T11:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Speak and Spell!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/speak_and_spell.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/littlelilly/1078119160_akandspell.jpg" border="0" alt="speak and spell"><br>You're a Speak & Spell!!  You nerd, you.  Just<br>because you were disguised as a toy doesn't<br>mean you weren't educational, you sneaky<br>bastard.<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/littlelilly/quizzes/What%20childhood%20toy%20from%20the%2080s%20are%20you%3F%20/"> <font size="-1">What childhood toy from the 80s are you? </font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font>Haven't I already decided I was a nerd?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-24T06:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Malicious teenage girls]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/malicious_teenage_girls.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why are teenage girls so malicious? Today, I cried for 1 and a half classes. Yes, I am a sensitive soul. I’m not in the crying frame of mind anymore but in an angry one. It is partially my fault but why can’t people accept criticism? Today was my chemistry final. I did not have to take the real final. Instead, I made up two tests that I scored badly on or missed. The other two did not take anything but one had to make up a test afterschool. Hey, we had time during class, Bitch. I left chemistry land feeling pretty good. Then I went to my yearbook final. I love yearbook. The room is my refuge, where I go when I want to avoid things but not today. Today, it was the room of my torture. It was fine for the first half hour of class then we were sitting around and I was critiquing the newspaper. It is the first issue the new leadership puts out. I do not like the newspaper. It was cursory and sloppy. No cohesiveness between the ideas. And so now I go to directly writing to those whose paper I did not like. Jinie, I was not trying to put you down. You think I do not know how much work went into the newspaper? Well, I fucking do. You have been working on it since March. March… It is now May. It seems really thrown together. No one even bothered to check spelling? Now, it is time for the personal attack. I know you may read this but I do not care. I feel that you are a tempestuous, conniving, two-faced bitch who uses other people. If you need my help, you are fine but if I say one word of disagreement you tear my head off. I am entitled to my own opinion. Katy “Kate,” if you have a problem with me, talk to me face to face. Don’t do the whole around everyone’s back thing. I heard you thought I did not like you. Well, I don’t not like you but some of your behavior is weird and I don’t understand. I tried to be nice, give you the attention you crave but still you talk to other people about problems with me. Talk to me face to face. I did not mean for me to be the straw that broke your back about Newspaper but guess what… You will hear worse. You will have people who totally do not respect your work. I do not like the newspaper and I will tell you why if you ask me instead of listening to jinie’s exaggerations. Jake, Don’t think you are entitled to everything and that the world revolves around you. I do not give a flying fuck if you think that I should not be the copy editor. Your choice did not even apply. She isn’t even going to be on the staff next year. You are a rich, spoiled, petty, superficial baby. I REALLY wanted to yell at Kate for talking about me but I didn’t. I almost did. Instead I left the room. I sat on the stairwell and cried. I did not want Ms. Clark to see me but she did. She told me to walk around until I was calm and skip the rest of the period. I calmed down enough. My eyes were still red but what could I do. The bell rang and I went to Math class. There I was trying to avoid Jinie at all cost. I had just calmed down and I knew I would start crying if something was said to me. She came over to talk to me and I tried to answer but my anger just boiled out and I could not say what I wanted. My throat constricted and the tears started to fall. I went to my teacher and asked for a pass. I just went to the bathroom tried to clear my eyes but it didn’t work. I sat down and cried. A girl in there was really sweet. She tried to help me but I just sent her on her way. After I calmed down, I returned to math where a group of four had a conversation about literature. It was quite interesting and funny. I am well read but many people just don’t see me reading novels just romances. Romances are my vacation from over using my mind. Then I had to return for my final. It was about Kindness using to kill a mockingbird by Harper Lee. Amazing book. Jinie flew through her essay and started to do other work. Kate couldn’t even start hers. Instead she spoke with Ms. Clark. I wish I could of heard the conversation. Then I would know how Kate really feels about me. It was quite funny at lunch, this sweet freshman asked how I was because he said I was looking really “forlorn.” I didn’t say but I was touched at that he asked. Why can’t people just talk. No gossip. No backstabbing.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-24T09:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Brian the reptile]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/brian_the_reptile.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Have I ever said that Brian is reptilian? ERgh. Don't touch me. I don't want you near me.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-05-25T03:05:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Matt hitting on me... Laugh of the Day]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/matt_hitting_on_me_laugh_of_the_day.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So today, I was talking to a staff member at our school and I said I couldn't wait to graduate next year and he said he couldn't wait either because then he could start flirting with me... Okay, this is the guy that the joke goes around that you can find his picture at dating sites... I wonder how someone my age found him... hmmm. Okay but yeah. GROSS. I know he graduated last year but still... That was my laugh of the day.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-03T09:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm back]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_back.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So yeah. I visited my relatives in my father's hometown. My father was a city boy there but all the other family was farmers. This town's graduating class had either 31 or 37. I can't remember but it was the biggest one for several years. Within the class, was my cousin. Oh, yeah. He's hot. I know. I know. He is my second cousin. I can look. He is an EMT. He got a call while we were eating lunch at our aunt and uncle's house (His grandparents). But I really love it there. It is such a different place. My cousin used to live on a farm but the family moved into the "city" a couple years ago. His mother said it was much harder to raise children in the city rather than on the farm. I was talking to my other little cousins and they were amazed by me. My high school has more people in it than live in this town. My graduating class has more people in it than the K-12 school system. But it was so amazing. They were so loving. My cousin's little brother was a mischievous chap but it was so sweet. I kind of dared/told them that Ants taste like lemons and they should try it. So we all were eating ants. They will remember me. But he dared me to eat pinecones which I did not. I have never eaten so much. My aunt was like "eat eat." One night, I did not want to eat any more but there was watermelon left and she was like "eat, eat. It doesn't have any calories." Oh, I love the family.  I even picked up their accents. While we were there, we visited the hospital where my uncle was sick. He died three days later. I really didn't know him. I don't really feel horrible. He fell and was put on morphine. He didn't see us, he didn't know we were there but his family did. Wait. Let me explain my family a bit. My grandfather was born on a farm and it was winter so we don't know exactly when. He is the oldest of four children. Until he was eight, he spoke only German. Then he went to school where he completed eighth grade. He later taught at the school. He was drafted for WWII and left. He returned after going to law school due to the GI bill. He is the only on to leave. His sister, Katie lives across the street from the Catholic Church in the small town where she was born. She and her husband moved to town almost ten years ago from their farm. They are the ones we stayed with. They had ten children with an average of five children each. There are great-grandchildren now. My hot cousin is one of their grandchildren. Next is my Uncle John. He and his wife, Sally, live in the city. I adore them. We always spend time with them whenever we go back home. My family ate dinner at their daughter's restaurant in the town and Aunt Sally's sister came over and said that my brother looks like my father but I look like her niece. I have throw back looks. One of Katie's daughter's said that I look like all of my cousins. My paternal grandmother says that I look like my great-grandmother, Leokadia. In fact, Leokadia's wedding picture hangs in the hall at my grandmother's house and people who know me but don't know that the picture is Leokadia will ask me, "Tasha, who is that strange man next to you?" Yeah, it has happened. Okay, next sibling is Mary. She married George and George is the one who died. I don't mean to be callous but I didn't know him as well. If Sally or Katie's husband died, I would be much more upset because I know them much better. It is a different world. And I had so much fun while visiting. During lunch, I probably blushed through the whole thing for my cousin was sitting across from me. But that is life. I probably won't return for years but I want to visit.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-11T04:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Girls State]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have never felt so patriotic in my life. It is extradinary. I spent a week being affirmed that I can be patriotic and still question. I am a future leader of the world and i must groom my self for someday, twill be our turn. The flag is the only symbol that we respect by disrespecting it. More in two weeks.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-11T05:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Christian!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/christian.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/theandrea/1034710328_echristian.jpg" border="0" alt="christian"><br>Christian<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What%20Moulin%20Rouge%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"> <font size="-1">What Moulin Rouge Character Are You?</font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font>I love Christian... I love him... I want a guy who can sing.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-12T08:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Going to the chapel and we're gonna get married]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/going_to_the_chapel_and_were_gonna_get_married.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So, I got proposed to and then we went to the church... My friend and i had to get some last minute things at Wal-mart and there was a guy I knew and we saw him. Well, Erin's dad requested we stop by the church so we were driving to that. so we stopped at a light next to him and the driver motioned for us to roll down our window so erin did and then he asked for a hug and said "will you marry me. I have a ring in my pocket and my mom's in the car so she approves." I said too bad we know who is in your car. Well, it was funny. and we were just talking about a friend of ours in the military and the guy i knew in the car is in the army and he had said that his ds told him to get rid of any relationships before going of and so I told erin that and we were said because we had just encountered our friend who is going in september 6th. Well, Molz, you know this guy. Remember Matt, the cheerleader, who came to visit our TA class? that was him.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-27T11:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Well, I'm in love again]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/well_im_in_love_again.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tashey has found two guys... and both live in different states. One lives in PA and he asked me to write him. He asked ME! He is hot, gorgous blue eyes with dark hair and an earring, drives bikes, shoots guns, swimmer, cyclist, climber uh did i mention hot? My girls were trying to get me to be more... assertative with guys. Well, I met this guy at the showerhouse. It took three girls three hours to was one t-shirt... Yeah, he was that hot but I exchanged with him my day-glo pack cover because he liked it so much. Okay, so... Onto the next guy... <br/>DAN!!!!! My best friend who I have known for over a decade but I haven't seen him in almost five years. I saw him today and I recognized him instantly. He is exactly what I predictated he would be. <br/>Well, I got to go and I'll let you know about the other adventures another time.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-28T10:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Loneliness]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/loneliness.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/Vincentsdream/1074560009_turesalone.jpg" border="0" alt="Alone"><br>Lonliness dominates you. You can hide it well, but<br>its there, and your friends can see it. You<br>constantly feel alone, and need to do things to<br>fill your time. Your afraid to tell people<br>this, but sooner or later it gets out in a bad<br>way, and you think you screwed up everything.<br>And when you are in love is when you are sad<br>the most. (Please Vote)<br><br><a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Vincentsdream/quizzes/What%20Emotion%20Dominates%20you%3F%20/"> <font size="-1">What Emotion Dominates you? </font></a><br> <font size="-3">brought to you by <a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a></font></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-06-28T10:06:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Canada Day!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>okay so I'm going to canada tomorrow... second year in a row that i'll spend the fourth in canada but I will spend Canada Day in Canada. Love you lots!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-07-09T03:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Men in Kilts? Guys in Flip Flops?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/men_in_kilts_guys_in_flip_flops.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hello... Misa Back. I just wanted to stop the emails from coming... What can I say about my trip... Men in Kilts? Uh, Guys in Flip-Flops? Uh... Running into Sean at Boston, wait, no that was only in my dreams. So until next time.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/renne_faire_with_renne.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-07-18T09:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Renne Faire with Renne]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So a friend of mine has been planning a trip to the Ren Faire for weeks and I was really excited. I told her the first day that she mentioned the dates of when she wanted to go that I couldn't go on the sunday because I was at a fun yearbook camp. that was about two weeks ago. Well, today a week before the supposed adventure, I find out that I'm not going because everyone wanted to go sunday. Is it okay for me to be mad. I really wouldn't be angry if they couldn't go on Saturday because of work but if it is whim, I'll be pissed. I haven't seen some of this people in a long while because a. they are at college b. they live 1 hour and a half away and I don't feel safe driving on the innerstate so I can't visit. I'm sorry I've been out of town so much but I really, really, really wanted to go. it was the first thing my mother ever said I could go on with my friends that involved driving on the innerstate. that is a major step especially since earlier this summer, a ten year old parishioner of the church we go to was thrown  150 feet away from the car on the innerstate with a teen driver. The girl is doing pretty well but we shall know more when school starts. Another reason why I was excited other than spending time with my friends, was that I cannot do the Ren Faire unless it is with my friends. My mother is physically unable to do it. So I can't go this summer.  oh well. I guess I'm whining but I'm kinda pissed. I really wanted to go.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-07-26T07:07:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Renne Faire]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well, I went to the Ren Faire with two of my friends and is was a blast... I have stories but no time to tell them. I am now at yearbook camp! yeah... school has started for me. yucky. I got to bed at 2330 and woke up today at, oh, 0500. My grandmother is mad that we didn't have a celebration for my Eagle... well, considering that girls can't get eagles and that it was a newspaper error, it isn't right to have a celebration.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-02T05:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Showers are for people who want to smell good.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/showers_are_for_people_who_want_to_smell_good.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"><font color="#DDDD88">What is a good quote for you? by grlinterupted</font></th></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Name</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Color</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;"></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #FFFFFF;">Say what??</span></td><td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"><span style="color: #000000;">"Showers are for people that want to smell good!"</span></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"></td></tr><tr><td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"><font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"><a href="http://memegen.net/"><font color="#DDDD88">Quiz created with MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table>Ah, does this not sound like me?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-02T10:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Birth Control]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>This will be my first political message of the year about the up coming elections. This is the first time I will be able to vote. Even though Kerry is Catholic, he is willing to see reason behind other viewpoints. Why is Bush so adamant against the Pill? There are many reasons why it is prescribed, not just birth-control. I do agree with the idea that Plan B should not be over the counter but it should be accessible. Fourteen year old girls like "Princess" should NOT be allowed to easily access it. It is not a birth control. It is for emergencies. However, I should be allowed to go to my local pharmacy and pick up the Pill. It should not be the company's choice whether I get it or not. Now if you do not know what I am referring to: read the August 2004 Prevention magazine. Enjoy do your research before you vote. Are You Happy?Dietrich Bonhoeffer You must not think that I am unhappy. What is happiness and unhappiness? It depends so little on the circumstances; it depends really only on what happens inside a person. I am grateful every day that I have you, and that makes me happy.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-09T10:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Mike Naked?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/mike_naked.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I saw a picture of Mike naked… JG asked if I was 18 before he showed it but he knows I'm not. Ah Philmont. Where else could you get such stories. Any ways, I got some great pictures of Philmont tonight so… Call me. I'm sorry Eric. Call me sometime and I'll get to coffee… I could give you excuses but the best is that I was sick and I got my Senior pictures. WhaHOO! I promise I will get to coffee tomorrow or Wednesday.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-11T08:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Gandy]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/gandy.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Gandy is dead. He's dead. He was born on the first day of spring break and died on the last day of summer.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-23T03:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Olympics]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/olympics.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Well, I guess I haven’t written in a while. I have been so focused on school. This year I want to do really well, so the college I want to go to will have no reason not to accept me.  I also guess I have become more willing to share my opinions about different topics. Today, my attention will go to the Olympics. My two favourite sports to watch are wrestling and men’s gymnastics. Go Sara McMann! I wish I had her guts. And I feel Men’s gymnastics is much more about power and grace and strength than about artistic dance movements. However today, the focus of my opinion will be on my dual feelings about gymnastics right now.I can’t tell you how long I have watched Paul and Morgan Hamm. I was so excited to see them in the 2000 Olympics but this year, I knew that Paul would do much better and medal. I cannot tell you my scream when he fell out of his vault even though I had read about it earlier in the day. It was brilliant and wonderful that he got the gold but now is it time to move on? Would it be so hard to recognize that it was a fluke to get the gold instead of the silver when all he had hoped for was a bronze? For that he should voluntarily give his medal to Yang Tae but I know that Paul Hamm was the most consistent performer of the nights of the many competitions and that it was a fluke that he fell. If he hadn’t gotten gold and South Korea had received gold and silver, the scoring error wouldn’t have even been brought up. Perhaps, South Korea had realized the error but didn’t think it mattered in their medalling. And the real kicker is that if Paul Hamm hadn’t fallen out of his vault, the .49 wouldn’t have mattered. The points would have been much different if he had done the same performance on the last two events. Although the last two events amazing scores could be because his emotions were up and that he really knew he had to work hard to do well. But if he hadn’t fallen, do you think that South Korea would have even gotten a medal? Did his fall set up a cosmic disturbance that caused Romania and China to have slip ups?Giving up a medal would not mean that his jump would have been any less nor his work would be less but that he is a human with emotions to the other competitors who livelihoods probably rely on how they do in international competition. Do realize that it was humans and there is neither right nor wrong. I am very glad that Paul Hamm won the gold and perhaps he is right that there should be no discussion about gold medals anymore. The limitations have passed. Perhaps all we are talking about it hypothetical possibilities. I'm sorry, Paul, that your individuals were less than you hoped for due to this contraversity but Thank You for giving the world a role model in knowing that the competition is not over until the last instant of time. You won. and perhaps you will do so again without any problems.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-23T03:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ Highway to Happiness]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/_highway_to_happiness.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><div align="center"><br /><table cellspacing="2" width="10" align="center" bgcolor="#006600"><tr><td><table cellspacing="3" width="10" align="center" bgcolor="#ffffcc"><tr><td><table cellspacing="5" width="300" bgcolor="#006600"><tr><td align="center"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">causticpax Highway<table cellpadding="2" width="100%" align="center"><tr><td align="left"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">Mt. Happiness</font></td><td align="right"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">9</font></td></tr><tr><td align="left"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">Childbirth Hospital</font></td><td align="right"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">21</font></td></tr><tr><td align="left"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">Loony-Bin Lane</font></td><td align="right"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">32</font></td></tr><tr><td align="left"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">Dumpsville</font></td><td align="right"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">138</font></td></tr><tr><td align="left"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">Lake Love</font></td><td align="right"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">239</font></td></tr><tr><td align="center" colspan="2"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #ffffcc; FONT-FAMILY: Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana">Please Drive Carefully</font></td></tr></table></font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></td></tr></table>Username:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/roadsign/roadsign.php">Where are you on the highway of life?</a><br /><br />From <a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/">Go-Quiz.com</a></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-08-25T03:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Senior T-Shirt]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/senior_tshirt.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ah Senior T-shirts! what a quitessentail bunch of commemorative bunch of CRAP. The quotes for the class suck! I'm sorry about the langauge for today but the words that will go on it do not represent who we are as the class of 2005. My future is in front of me and I want to be educated, I want to embark on the journey of life but I do not just want to fool around. I am scared of the future for every step I take forward, I realize I do not want to leave this life behind but every end is another new begining and perhaps as I feel I am uniting my crew self with my school self, I am ready for this adventure. I feel so much more relieved this year for I believe some of my classmate are realizing who I am! But I digress and returning to senior t-shirts. Okay... So one of the girls in the IB class made a suggestion for an IB class t-shirt. I think that is really cool. We are seperate from the school although we are a part of it. It is almost like we see more of the whole picture. We are a part of the block but we have windows so we can see other things. I want to see what is picked for our t-shirt. It should be YELLOW with blue writing, not exactly RAH RAH Rams but rah rah we are different. BECAUSE WE ARE. We are not AP and AP is different than us. We are not Joe Average Flunking two classes. Okay another tangent. I'll finish with the t-shirts and then return to the tirades about IB and AP... A quote I thought would be cool is "Drink water and Don't be stupid." which was said by a Ranger we had. Well, my classmates would not exactly understand that but it is advice for life while being fun. Anyways a friend of mine and I are going to make t-shirts of that this weekend and we are going to give one to our advisor. So... T-shirts. YAY! 164 days left.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-01T09:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Kobe Bryant, rape case]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/kobe_bryant_rape_case.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Recently, Kobe Bryant's case was dismissed. That poor girl. This is not right. What does this do to the rights of rape victims? Ergh. To the victim, please realize you have my deepest apologies for what happened to you initially and the treatment you received at the press and the justice system. For all rape victims, seek help, even if it is against someone who is famous.  Just get help.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-07T06:09:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Changing design]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/changing_design.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Wow... I've been thinking about changing my design but i was too lazy. I guess Mindsay just told me i had to. Thanks for the changes. Just tell us next time. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-08T10:09:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pretty Blade]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pretty_blade.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Pretty blade. It's sitting there watching me. All I have to do is reach out and plunge it. Oh, it's so close. Just drop the pen and pick up the pretty blade. I've always sworn cutters just want attention. Perhaps that is all I want but no. People shouldn't make jokes about how to slit one's wrists. Oh pretty blade. Watch it spiral. Oh pretty blade. I started getting the compulsion after lunch. I knew my pens wouldn't work but I just wanted to jab myself and let it go deep. Perhaps then my frustration would be out. Kicking the locker didn't work. Tears didn't work. Perhaps watching the frustration ebb out as blood would work. I was fine until later. I forgot the compulsion until later. I picked up a red pen and threw it. Too much like blood�. I felt it again. I grabbed the blood red pen and scored my skin. Marking where I would draw the knife across. Not that I would� at that point. Oh the pretty blade, when you stop your circular dance and point towards me, I'll finish what I started. You're slowing down. I scream but the demon inside won't let loose. What's wrong with me? Yesterday was fine. But today. I grab the knife. The blade is small but it is mine. It wouldn't do to use a kitchen one. It could be anyone's blood on there but oh on my pretty blade. It is a virgin to blood and mine will be the first upon it but oh it will also be the last. Oh the irony. Pretty blade, you've begun your journey. Your scratches sting but it is time to go deeper. Oh pretty blade. Oh pretty blade. Let it ebb out of me. It's stopped and facing away from me. I don't care. Come here, pretty blade. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-11T11:09:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Which is more me?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/which_is_more_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>&lt;img src=&quot;<a href="http://images.quizilla.com/R/ravingliberal/1053628746_turesphleg.jpg">http://images.quizilla.com/R/ravingliberal/1053628746_turesphleg.jpg</a>&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;phlegmatic&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Phlegmatic.  You have a peace-loving&lt;br&gt;nature, and make a good listener and a faithful&lt;br&gt;friend. You do have a tendency to be selfish&lt;br&gt;and stubborn in your worst moments, and your&lt;br&gt;worrying can lean towards paranoia. Phlegmatics&lt;br&gt;should consider careers as accountants,&lt;br&gt;diplomats, engineers, and administrators. You&lt;br&gt;are a somewhat reluctant leader, but your&lt;br&gt;practicality and steady nerve under pressure&lt;br&gt;makes you a natural choice for leadership&lt;br&gt;roles. <br />&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;<a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ravingliberal/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Humours%20are%20you%3F/">http://quizilla.com/users/ravingliberal/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Humours%20are%20you%3F/</a>&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Which of the Humours are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;<a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a>http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font</a>&gt;<br />&lt;img src=&quot;<a href="http://images.quizilla.com/R/ravingliberal/1053628829_melancholy.jpg">http://images.quizilla.com/R/ravingliberal/1053628829_melancholy.jpg</a>&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;melancholy&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Melancholy.  Melancholics are often gifted,&lt;br&gt;even prone to genius.  You are deep and&lt;br&gt;thoughtful, but this can lead to your being too&lt;br&gt;introspective, to the point of moodiness and&lt;br&gt;depression when you find flaws within your&lt;br&gt;self. You strive for perfection in all things,&lt;br&gt;most especially your self and your immediate&lt;br&gt;world. You are sensitive to the needs of&lt;br&gt;others, and loyal to your friends, but can be&lt;br&gt;hard to please. Melancholics do well in the&lt;br&gt;Arts, science, and math.  <br />&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;<a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ravingliberal/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Humours%20are%20you%3F/">http://quizilla.com/users/ravingliberal/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Humours%20are%20you%3F/</a>&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Which of the Humours are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;<a href="http://quizilla.com">Quizilla</a>http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font</a>&gt;<br /></p><p>Which one is more me?</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-19T09:09:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sunburned from HT]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sunburned_from_ht.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am very sunburned. I am very happy and guess what! I believe Tashey is in crushland again over someone but that is okay. (Jesse) I switched Cameras with someone so I have to contact him to see if I can get it back. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-24T08:09:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stressed but happy]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/stressed_but_happy.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Good morning. it is surprising how not stressed I feel. It is amazing. I am super busy but so happy. For all who care... Bryan comes home on November 15. I better have a boyfriend before then. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-24T08:09:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[SLEEP]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sleep.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I didn't fall asleep during school yesterday! Miraculous because I went to bed at midnight and got up at 3 to finish a paper. it was a good paper. well, i got home from school at 4 and was asleep by 5. and my mom woke me up saying dinner time. I went back to sleep without eating. She woke me up saying go to bed for then i was on the couch. I woke up at my normal time so twelve hours of sleep. I feel good. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-24T12:09:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cheating in character education]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/cheating_in_character_education.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Oh yeah yesterday during Character education we learned how to cheat. Ironic, huh?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-24T12:09:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Self image-- Look at me. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/self_image_look_at_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Why do I feel like I must I must have a boyfriend to complete me for showing off to Bryan. I am so much more secure in myself and I don’t need a boyfriend. My confidence astounds me. I only wish that I could be who I am without struggling to convince others of it. But I just want to see Bryan and say Look at Me. Look at what<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>used to adore you for way too long. <br></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-28T04:09:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fire. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/fire.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today, while it is about forty five degrees out, I walked home with only a sweatshirt. it all started about two minutes before the bell  of our first class. it was the fire alarm. we just thought it was a drill so we left all of our stuff because Fire drills don't happen at our school. Ha this was the fourth or fifth time this year. so it was a real fire. in the girls or boys bathroom of the new wing. it took them about fifty minutes until they said we should go home. Well, I've been out since ten o'clock this morning and i still can't do my homework because my stuff is still in the classroom. I've had fun. I did college and other applications and I watched Gigi. Yay!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-09-30T06:09:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Make over]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/make_over.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So my friends have decided I need a makeover and when I agreed to it, they jumped up and down. They have it all planned already. Okay so I give them a hard time but I do think it is cool and I am appreciative. I'll even submit myself to the "tasheysandwich" and learn how to dance. I'll tell you all about it later after it happens.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-10-05T09:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[College... That world of Fantasy!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I went to denver on sunday for a talk about college from the college of my choice. They have been on me to bring a resume for WEEKS now but I just haven't yet. So i brought one and the guy just got finished talking about how he has seen lots of resumes and he knows what is good. He saw mine and was like you just might want to add this one little thing but it is great. OH YEAH. Please Scholarship. If i got a good/ very good scolarship, it would make college cheaper than where my brother is going and he is going to public while i want privete! </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-10-07T06:10:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My class]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>To our Class, 2-0-0-5 We're the class of 0-5 oh rah oh rah 0-5</p><p>I know... It is our last october together, it is our last Thanksgiving Christimas, V-day, St. Paddy's, April Fools, etc. It has been SEVEN FRICKING Long YEARS. I love you guys. I really do. You are like a Family. A close Family, sometimes I don't like you. In a way, I am glad we are moving on. HS can't be the greatest time of your life for what else do you have once it is over? I want to spread my wings and freefall, until I can fly. but every eaglet must leave the nest and so it is time. For some strange reason I am calm. I don't know why but all will be well. I can't wait to see you at our twenty year reunion. Then I might appreciate what you did by making my life hell for a while. </p><p><br />To my friends and those who accepted me,</p><p> The above message is not to you. Instead thank you for being there and having fun with me in these years, however long I have known you. I wish you luck on the life beyond. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-10-19T08:10:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yeah, I'm frustrated]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Although I do feel so relived. My EE has a topic. My HIA has a topic and both are so me. <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Bolshevik theatre and Arthurian Legends. OH YEAH. However, I am somewhat frustrated at a friend of mine—Bobby. This friend has need “me” time but now it is kind of like whoa, selfishness. I don’t care. I just don’t think he is the friend that I have always adored. He has changed. His focus, I believe, isn’t on him but on what he believes people want. You know, Bobby, I just want my friend. He only talks to me when his other “friends” aren’t available. He doesn’t talk to me. Just talk. I can listen. Some people will change in the way they talk to you when you reveal you are homosexual or bi. But most people, you are just the same friend. However, you seem like you have changed. You have separated your self from everyone, trying to protect yourself. I just want my friend. The one who could joke and have fun and NOT CARE about what people think. You may feel like you were living a mask but isn’t that what you are doing now?</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> <p /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>IB</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>. .</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">IBS</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">IB</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>*</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">* *</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">IBS</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-10-21T09:10:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[GUYS]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So is it bad of me to focus on guys who i should have moved on from? Guy #1. Bryan. Ha... I'd love to get my first kiss from him. 25  days until he returns. but I know it won't happen. I know that He is/ never will be interested in me...except when he doesn't talk to me but to &quot;me.&quot; I don't care though. When I see him, I want him to see how self-confident I am. How I am enjoying life and How I will get my Diploma unlike him. I remember he had fourth period pre-calc his senior year. ... But I don't have such romantic aspirations about him anymore. Guy #2. I think this guy and I would have had a relationship two years ago if i had had courage and i wasn't afraid of losing an now defunct friendship. I talk to him more than I have with this girl who liked him at that point. Right now he has a girlfriend but he has been, dare i say it?, flirting with me lately. Hey, Laurenn, He is my NIN freak. And perhaps that will be my only claim on him but that is okay. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-10-21T10:10:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Academic girl]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table align="center" width="250"><tr><td align="center"><div style="font-size:18px;font-family:Verdana"><b>I am <a href="http://www.cookingtohookup.com/girls/academic.php" target="_blank">Academic Girl</a><p>Click on the picture below to read more:<p><a href="http://www.cookingtohookup.com/girls/academic.php" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.cookingtohookup.com/_media/quiz/academic.gif" width="200" height="260" alt="Academic Girl" border="0"></a></b><a href="&lt;a href=" http://www.cookingtohookup.com/quiz/forgirls.php">Take"&gt;http://www.cookingtohookup.com/quiz/forgirls.php"&gt;Take</a> the 'What Kind of Girl Are You?' quiz at CookingToHookup.com</a></div><br /></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-11-17T06:11:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[College Application]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="impact">Long Time no see. Well, My life has been very interesting right now. I don't know why but it sure has been fun. I am on my final college application. I voted. The guy I have had a crush on since I was a freshmen returns tonight. I want to see him so badly. i don't know why. </font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-11-22T08:11:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sickness and Health]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So, I've been sick lately. Over my birthday, I lost most of my voice. but it was okay then WHAM. on Friday I started to lose it again but I had fun with my class on the hayride. On Saturday, I woke up and it was pretty much gone. And I had a speech meet. I did fine with the whole talking thing except i only spoke during my rounds. then after my second round, actually during, I felt like shit. I don't use much language but taht is the accurate word. I went home at about three. I slept on the couch and took my temperature... 98.6 degrees... Fever. Okay unlike normal people, my average body temperature is 96.2. Next day--Sunday, I was supposed to go caving but... Ha no go back to start. I was so pissed when my mother told me on Saturday. I was planning to sneak out and still go but...I overslept. again stayed on the couch all day... Monday I go to school. I completely lose my voice. I can mouth things and if i scream, I can be audiable yet still very quiet. My friend Laurenn, knows what i am saying and she &quot;translated&quot; for me. I slept after school and worked on my essay. This guy who I call Mr. T... said that me not speaking wasn't a big deal cuz it usually happens to me. Sorry. I come to school when I'm sick. It is so hard to go through school when mute. People think you are deaf as well as mute or they speak quietly as well. I can hear and I don't need sympathy. I'm still sick. I don't know what is wrong with me... I know what it isn't. It isn't mono. It isn't diabetes. (thank God). hmmm. what could it be... an autoimmune disorder, a tyroid disorder... Yay. I'll tell what is going on but as my mom said, If it is an autoimmunine disorder, it is better to know sooner than later so I have a better chance for life and a better chance not to destory my body with the damage from the disorder. I'm not scared anymore. I was really scared about diabetes but I'm not scared about Lupus. Strange, huh?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-11-22T11:11:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bryan!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">I saw Bryan tonight. I made sure I saw him even though I felt like shit. I had to see him. I'm so glad I did. He leaves on Sunday and he is going to Iraq. It is official. He is going to Iraq. You know I'm not really that scared anymore. It is weird. I went up to him tonight and said. I probably won't see you again before you leave. Be safe &quot;but that takes the fun out of it&quot; Still be safe. I think I said you will be in my thoughts and prayers. I wanted to say you are in my heart. I got a hug. And it was a great hug. Then Stacy reminded me his eyes were blue. They are… They are… Bryan, you will always be in my heart. Know this and return home.</font> </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-11-24T06:11:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So At least I know this. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Last night I went out with Brian and Patrick and Brain told me that he and Bryan were talking about how strange it si that I have grown up. I guess he was telling me that he thought of me as a woman. Wow. So at least I know I'm not just one of the guys anymore. Lol. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-11-26T12:11:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fare thee well]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>On Wednesday, I saw the doctor. Yay. So what do I have? Complications from the Flu... Oh great. What else was on Wednesday that I really wanted to go to? Bryan's Farewell party. So Tasha has the flu, he is going to Iraq very soon. He can't get sick. It is funny when you speak to the doctor and say, I have to go. is it okay and what must I do? Answer: No handshakes but hugs are okay. Oh Great I'll use it.... So I went to the party. I went with Markey but mom said that I shoulden't stay too long because I have been ill. my dad called at 11 to say we needed to get home. we left at 1145... it was  a bunch of fun because of all the people there. they were people who were two years older than i but they were my class. I missed them a bunch. We played cards and different games. we talked for a long time. it was nice. I told him to come home- doesn't matter what shape, just come home and he joked that he intended to come home with a purple heart... He is ready to go and he is excited. That is all i can ask for. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-12-09T10:12:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Past week]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/past_week.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "times mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa">Well, the past week has been very interesting. On Friday, I dressed up a bit and wore a fleece over it. I had unzipped it during TA and Laurenn took my fleece and said I couldn’t have it back because I looked so cute. Then she did my makeup and hair. Okay so I actually looked nice instead of the frump I usually do. I was eating lunch where I usually do when Pat comes along. Laurenn goads him along to say that I look cute and his response… “I have a girlfriend.” So he does say that I look hot and then says he didn’t recognize me. Oh great. Don’t recognize me. Saturday… I was sick… Sunday—Sang the responsorial… Monday. Went to crew sat on Fluffy. Locked myself out of my cell phone. Wednesday stayed home sick. Today, went to school sick. Couldn’t talk. Had an interesting sub in math. Had an interesting talk with a friend of mine. Who admitted that the limited understanding of my crush on Bryan was due to their crush on Fluffy. LOL…So I’m sick of not having a voice. I want to talk. I want to exclaim. But I’m also so tired. I don’t want to go to school tomorrow. </span></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-12-21T12:12:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Jake]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I saw Jake tonight. I was sort of surprised but I wasn't.  he parked horribly. He was really tan. expecailly compared to all of us who haven't been in the sun for weeks. Now. I'm not confused. Honest. He is a jerk. </p><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2004-12-27T05:12:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Winter Break]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I can't wait for the freedom. I know that sounds weird  but it's me. on the 22nd, in the snow, I went and saw Phantom of the Opera. It was my very first musical when i was like eight and there was no way i wasn't going to see it the first day. Both times i've gone to a movie first showing, it was with Matt. Lol. anyways, i was sitting next to Nee and like a quarter into the movie, the sniffles started. then about a quarter left of teh movie--sobs. after the credits started rolling, she turned to me and said "you sap." I was like i know. It took me about fifteen minutes to stop crying. So... Yesterday, I bought the soundtrack. i know i have like four versions of the music. Yummy... I changed my screensaver, background and so on. i think i'm going to use pictures to decorate my locker. God. It was wonderful. The feelings. I also got Pride and Prejudice on DVD. Oh yeah. More tears. Um, I flirted with a guy. A real guy who I don't know his name or his age. It occured in a bookstore. You know me... where else? He had to have been much older than me... Oh yeah...He was hot. He was about as tall as Bryan. but broader. Oh my cousin once removed who lives in Iowa was home over christmas. her son looks so much like his father and he is so intelligent considering he is about a year old and he can talk and walk very well. well, her husband was talking to me about colleges and he offered that i could come over any time to their house because the two top choices are about 3-3.5 hours away from their home. She was very excited aobut it. It makes me too. because I will have family close by. I could babysit Ethan and give them a night for a date. So I cannot wait until college. No matter what I'll have family and I'll have fun. cuz I will not go to CSU. I know others want to go there but I want to get away from my classmates and in a way my friends. I want to spread my wings. I'll keep in contact with my friends but otherwise... GOOD BYE KYLE. I hope I never see you again. So I need to finish my EE. It is weird. I have been reading so much about Hitler and William the conquerer and Richard the Lionhearted. I'm becoming absorbed. It is great fun. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-01-03T10:01:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Green Tie!?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I just saw a video clip of bush wearing a green tie. this is the first time i have seen him wear green usually he wears blue or red. But as i looked up the meaning of green, it means freshness, hope, vitality. I only wish instead of green he was wearing the black tie of mourning. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-01-03T02:01:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My EE is 10 pages long (sing to Camptown Races)]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>My EE is ten pages do ah do ah my EE is ten pages oh do ah day. I'll have to edit it vorociously but that is okay. my EE is ten pages oh do ah day. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-01-09T07:01:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[10… 9… 8… Me. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">10 Random Things About Me </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. I have a furby game </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. I still have the dried corsage from Jason. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. I want to move to Nebraska </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4. I still dress up my Barbies, come on with costumes I made and designed myself. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">5. I am a sappy romantic </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">6. The first musical I saw at the Buell was Phantom of the Opera </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">7. I have taken showers outdoors </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">8. My book collection almost grows exponentially per annum. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">9. I can’t wait to have children (when the time is right) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">10. I want my Arthur to come. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">9 Places I've visited </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. Fairbanks, AK (flew into AK, there) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. Waikoloa, HA (Great Hilton, had to take a boat or a train from the main doors to the room. Walking would take at least 15 minutes. First saw whales there off of Buddha point. ) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. Victoria, BC (most beautiful place in the world, that I have visited) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4. Williamsburg, VA (It was cold but fun) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">5. Cimarron, NM (PHILMONT) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">6. Linton, ND (I want to go back.) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">7. Portland, Maine (I saw my first lighthouse there) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">8. Roswell, GA (If I could move into the Smith’s house, I would be happy. You know the one next to the Vietnam memorial?) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">9. Halifax, NS (great lobster, great bookstores, great tattoo, great fireworks) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">8 Things I Want To Do Before I Die </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. Write and publish a novel. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. Go Clubbing </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. Backpack across Europe, Alaska and Australia </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4. Read Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo in French (Hablo espanol un poco) </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">5. Visit the Body Farm. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">6. Drive a stick. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">7. Fall in love </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">8. Repay my debt to society </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">7 Ways To Win My Heart </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. Understand my complexities </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. Accept my complexities. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. Hold my hand </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4. Be strong in morals and beliefs </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">5. Make me laugh </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">6. Include me </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">7. Give me the candlelight and roses </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">6 Things I Believe In </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. True Love </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. Destiny </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. Karma </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4. Choice </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">5. Life </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">6. God </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">5 Things I'm Afraid Of </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. Water </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. Regrets </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. Depression </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4. Dying without love </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">5. Losing my friends through my mistakes </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4 Favorite Items In My Bedroom </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. My Rat. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. My quilt </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. My books </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">4. My rocking chair</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3 Things I Do Everyday </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. Reflect </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. Talk </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">3. Read </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2 Things I'm Trying Not To Do Right Now </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. My Theatre Arts director’s notebook </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">2. Fixate on my worries about friends. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1 Person I Want To See Right Now </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. Bryan</font> </p></p>
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  <dc:date>2005-01-10T10:01:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So my fears are relieved... at least for a couple more days.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">I am thankful for the Tsunami. Not for the lives lost but for the fact Marines are there. Bryan isn't in Iraq and he won't be for a while. He is one of the Marines in India or Sri Lanka. I didn't quite hear what Fluffy said. It is amazing how much I hear from Fluffy. He is helping people. Not killing, not getting killed. He probably will be in Iraq before the end of the month though. but that is better than what it would have been.  I just hope if Bryan dies, I'll be able to hear about it. That is a fear of mine. That I won't know if Bryan dies. If he dies, i would have lost my chance to even tell him I love him. I don't care. He is so a part of my heart. I will always love him for his presence has helped shaped who I am this year. Bryan, I hope what you see does not detract from all that you hold within yourself.</font> </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-01-11T07:01:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["friends"]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF LIFE&gt; MY "friends" don't understand me. They don't understnad who i am. i had a friend tell me he was cutting. no shit shirlock. i knew you were depressed. he didn't tell me and he told a mutual friend not to tell me because he didn't know how i would react. Just because I told a teacher last year that this mutual friend was really suicidal and yeah swallowed a bunch of asprin. I don't know how to react. GOD DAMN YOU. ALL. I worry about my friends. i get irritated at them. God damn it. they don't know me at all. I'm sick of holding my friend's hands through this shit. I think I've dealt with enough. JUST BECAUSE THEY HAVE NEVER FUCKING SEEN THE SCARS DOESN"T MEAN THEY AREN"T THERE. I'm sick of forensics and eric and his psychopathic shit. i don't want to deal with it. i don't want to hear my mom talking about it and I do not want to hear her comparing me to them. I am not an animal. i am a human. I am in pain right now and you are too damn focused on yourself. i want you to get to the doctor and i want to say what you said to the doctor when i went. Get her some kind of fucking drug so i can sleep at night. i hate english. i believe my english teacher hates me and i hate the assignment that is due tomorrow. i don't know how to do it. i don't know how to surivive. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-01-13T10:01:43-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Bold the movies you have seen. Then at the end add a movie that is not on here and post it in your journal. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>01. Trainspotting</strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong> 02. Shrek</strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"> 03. Memento</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong> 04. Dogma</strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"> 05. Strictly Ballroom </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>06. The Princess Bride</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">07. Love Actually </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>08. The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Rings </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>09. The Lord of the Rings : The Two Towers </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>10. The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">11. Reservoir Dogs </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>12. Desperado </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>13. Swordfish</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>14. Kill Bill Vol. 1 </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>15. Donnie Darko </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>16. Spirited Away</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">17. Better Than Sex </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>18. Sleepy Hollow </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>19. Pirates of the Caribbean</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">20. The Eye </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>21. Requiem for a Dream </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>22. Dawn of the Dead </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>23. The Pillow Book </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>24. The Italian Job </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>25. Goonies</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">26. BASEketball </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">27. The Spice Girls Movie </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">28. Army of Darkness </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>29. The Color Purple</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">30. The Safety of Objects </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>31. Can't Hardly Wait </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>32. Mystic Pizza </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>33. Finding Nemo </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>34. Monsters Inc.</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">35. Circle of Friends </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>36. Mary Poppins</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>37. The Bourne Identity </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>38. Forrest Gump </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>39. A Clockwork Orange </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>40. Kindergarten Cop</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">41. On The Line </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>42. My Big Fat Greek Wedding </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>43. Final Destination</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">44. Sorority Boys </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">45. Urban Legend </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">46. Cheaper by the Dozen </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">47. Fierce Creatures </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>48. Dude, Where's My Car?</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">49. Ladyhawke </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>50. Ghostbusters </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>51. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>52. Back to the Future </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>53. An Affair To Remember</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">54. Somewhere In Time </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>55. North By Northwest </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>56. Moulin Rouge</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>57. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>58. The Wizard of Oz </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>59. Zoolander </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>60. A Walk to Remember</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>61. Chicago </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>62. Vanilla Sky </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>63. The Sweetest Thing </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>64. Don't Tell Mom the Babysitters Dead </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>65. The Nightmare Before Christmas </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>66. Edward Scissorhands</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">67. Battle Royale </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">68. Kill Bill Vol. 2</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>69. Fight Club</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">70. Clerks </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">71. The Crow </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">72. Get Real </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>73. Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>74. Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">75. Wake </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>76. Silence of the Lambs </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>77. Pulp Fiction</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">78. The Crying Game </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>79. Amélie </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>80. Hedwig and the Angry Inch</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">81. Happy Campers </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>82. Velvet Goldmine</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">83. Elephant </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>84. Peter Pan</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">85. Camp </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">86. Particles of Truth </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>87. The Godfather</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>88. Big Fish </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>89. The Passion of the Christ </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>90. Close Encounters of the Third Kind </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>91. The Neverending Story</strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>92. The Breakfast Club </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>93. Newsies</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">94. Princess Mononoke </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>95. The Prince of Egypt </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>96. Grease</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">97. The Hidden Fortress </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">98. Troy </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">99. It Happened One Night </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">100. Hackers </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>101. Dead Poets Society </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>101. Fern Gully</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">102. Ghost Ship </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">103. The Wedding Banquet </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>104. The Red Violin</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>105. The Beach</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">106. The Women </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">107. Run Lola Run </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">108. The Quiet Man </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>109. X-Men </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>110. X-2</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">111. Spiderman </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">112. Punch Drunk Love </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">113. From Dusk 'Til Dawn </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>114. Joe Vs. The Volcano </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>115. Meet Joe Black </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>116. Gregory's Girl</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">117. In the Time of the Butterflies </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>118. The Butterfly Effect </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>119. Dirty Dancing</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">120. Final Destination 2 </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">121. Rosemary's Baby </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">122. Spider-Man 2 </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>123. Practical Magic </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>124. A Shark Tale </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>125. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>126. Sweet Home Alabama</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>127. American Beauty </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>128. Rocky Horror Picture Show </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>129. American Psycho </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>130. American History X</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">131. Ray </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">132. Waking Life </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">133. I Heart Huckabees </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>134. Garden State</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">135. What the Bleep Do We Know </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>136. Gone In 60 Seconds</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">137. 8 Mile </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">138. Blow </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">139.Wicker Park </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>140.Saving Private Ryan </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>141.Anna and the King </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>142.The Polar Express </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>143.Black Hawk Down</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>144.Pearl Harbor </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>145.The Patriot </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>146.Hidalgo </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>147.Runaway Bride </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>148.We Were Soldiers </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>149.How the Grinch Stole Christmas</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">150.Club Dread </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">151.Super Troopers </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">152.S.W.A.T. </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>153.Titanic </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>154. Romeo and Juliet </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>155.10 Things I Hate About You </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>156. Save The Last Dance</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">157.Saw </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>158. The Fast and the Furious </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>159. Too Fast and Too Furious </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>160.The Whole Nine Yards</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>161. Bruce Almighty </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>162. Liar Liar </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>163. Big Fat Liar </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>164.Dumb and Dumber </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>165.40 Days and 40 Nights</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">166.The Grudge </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">167. The Blair Witch Project </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">168.House on Haunted Hill </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>169.When Harry Met Sally </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>170.An Officer and a Gentleman</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">171. Bad Santa </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>172.Dirty Work </strong></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>173. Raiders of the Lost Ark</strong> </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">174. Jackie Brown </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">175. High Fidelity </font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">176. A Time to Kill </font></p><p><strong><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">177. Armageddon </font></strong></p><p><strong><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">178. Twister </font></strong></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><strong>179. A Life Less Ordinary</strong> </font></p><p><font face="Georgia">Is it sad how many of these movies I have seen or is it more sad how many Ewan McGregor movies there are on the list? Or that I've seen them? Okay I'm a movie freak. </font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-01-15T10:01:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Name Game]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Let's play the name game... Why did you choose the name of your blog? It's made to be read and it reflects something of yourself.</font></p><p><font face="Georgia">Causticpax-Burning Peace, describe my passion for peace. I have other blogs that I don't want some of my friends to read but if they ever found it, I wanted it to be an Oh, Duh moment. So if you ever find me, leave a message and i'll get back to you. </font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-02-08T10:02:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Karen]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>My cousin once removed just died. This morning. She stood up and said I feel so tired and died. her mother and a doctor in the room with her. I want to go to her funeral but I can't afford to miss school. what is wrong with my choices? why must I choose between school and my family. She is the one we stayed with when we went to North Dakota. When my great uncle died, I didn't feel this emotion but with her. I want to cry. Her sister is the one who I want to have as my touch base when I go to college. I want to know what happened to her.  I want to go but I can't miss class. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-02-10T12:02:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Captain Jack Sparrow]]></title>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-02-10T12:02:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ What kind of Barbie would you be?]]></title>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-02-15T10:02:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Good things...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Life is so paradoxical. I am having such a great day but I feel like all of my friends don't care about me. My life is so incredible and my only worries are... My friend I believe is bi-polar but he believes a kid who just killed himself did so only because of the antidepressesants and so now he doesn't desire to take his meds but... That's out of my control. The college I'm going to is incredible and that has been reinterated. The local BSA council is nominating me to be the President of the Western region venturers. That would be so incredible. I want to so badly and i found out about it... today. I didn't get call backs but I don't care. that door closed and the venture crew opened. It's an incredible high I have right now...</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/haunted_hunted.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-02-22T06:02:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[haunted, hunted]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Haunted, hunted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Do we ever leave the past behind?</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>Hunted, honed. When does the present stop being present?</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Honed, Honeyed. Why does the future seem so sweet? </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">And so far away?</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">I’m not eighteen: I’m the past, present, future. All curled up in one. Me today has yesterday’s stories—the ones I remember and the ones I don’t but are still there. Me yesterday has tomorrow. I’m living as full as I can but the end waits and stalks. It’s coming and all my plans will come to fruit or to dust. Me tomorrow depends on today. Each choice I make shoots off thousands of different paths—Which one will I choose? What choice will I make today?</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">I exist on so many realms. The one that carefully crafts the day—one that one, I’m eighteen. The one where I’m me but wait… I’m me on all realms? Which one is me? The true me that I’m looking for? Am I only me yesterday and some unknown entity today? And is tomorrow just a mask waiting to be filled?</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Haunted</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>My past stalks me like a ghost.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">             </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Hunted</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"> <br></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>Hunted</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 2">                        </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>Each step of the day is carefully orchestrated.</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>Honed</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"> <br></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>Honed</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 2">                        </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">        </span>The pain of tomorrow? I welcome it—sharp and viscous.</font></p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "times mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes">                  </span>Honeyed</font></span></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-03-19T09:03:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ST. Paddy's Brouhaha]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Every year, my crew has a lock-in, one at Christmas and one a St. Paddy’s Brouhaha. I just returned from this year’s shing-dig. This was the first year I felt violated. I’ve had so much fun every year made stupid mistakes but this year, I was afraid to go to sleep. Last Monday, Chris of the Spork reputation asked me to accompany him to prom. I said I’d think about it. Everyone I talked to said that it would be cute, with the exception of the older brothers who said it would provide a reason to kill him. Well, he isn’t that cute. I’ve never been kissed but last night, that might have happened and probably more. Chris brought this sort of cute friend to the lock-in, Eric. Well, Eric came on really strong. Really strong. At first he was just like you want to make out with me kind of stuff but I got a call from Nee and so I went out in the hall to talk with her. He followed me. He wanted to fuck me right there… in a church. At one point, I tried to hide in a room but then he blocked my way out of the room. I ran away from him. I’m glad my brothers were there. At 6 AM, he still didn’t get the message. There were three girls at the lock-in. Stacy, Kim and I. He came over to where Stacy and I were playing cards with Mark and Brian and asked me, if I wanted to disappear with him. Because he said that one girl is asleep (Kim) Stacy is crazy and I’m playing cards, so I’m the best candidate. If he hadn’t come on so strongly or blocked me in the room, I might have made out with him, but he did so it doesn’t matter. And at this point Chris was really annoying so I’m back at square 1 to find a prom date. Stacy and I went to Wally world at 2 am to buy movies to watch… We ended up watching Miss Congeniality and that movie is so funny and everyone enjoyed it, even Eric who was sitting next to me in the theatre. So I feel irritated after this and I haven’t slept in more that twenty-four hours. But hey, some guy wanted to make out with me.</font> </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-12T10:04:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Broke the wrist]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "times mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa">So, I broke my wrist and I am having trouble typing. How will I ever get though English tomorrow. I love how observant some people are. I spoke to one of my friends for 15 minutes before he realized my wrist was in a cast. Right now it is really painful. Maybe I should explain how I broke it. I fell. While cycling. At the Veladrome.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Would it make more sense if I said I ate lunch with Lance Armstrong? So on Saturday, there was a photo shoot for Boy’s Life at the OTC. We were able to experience so much. One of the things we were allowed to do was eat at the cafeteria. While we were eating, Armstrong came in. so we ate in the same location. Later, Stacy and I were cycling and after about a kilo, I started to slow down to stop and went too slow around turn 4, so I crashed. I have no idea how I broke my left wrist. I’m thinking it hit the handlebars. Then we had a blizzard so I couldn’t get it x-rayed until Monday. I am so tired and it really hurts. So ado for now and I’ll catch you up on prom soon. </span></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-20T09:04:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[plan for tomorrow]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So I've decided that I'm going to finish my physics project and go to bed, talk to T tomorrow about not returing his book yet. Want to know what is really sad about it? i have a copy of the book. I just haven't returned it. I'm sad. I'm pitifull. </p><p>I'm also pitiful about guys. My prom date is my really good friend's little brother who is my age. i asked him because he has a gf... sad huh? well, there is a really cute jr. at our school who is one of my writers. he has such a dry wit and sarcastic realism. IB, works hard. Smells really good. I can't do anything about my attraction because my warning signals are going off. DANGER. i feel like i'll miss him and other people from y-book but not many others. . </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-22T08:04:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[SSD and MMD]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">So, the upcoming Senior Service day is coming up and well, it is also MMD.  In case you didn't know, the day is my personal holiday in memory of a man, a man who will be celebrating his 20th birthday in Iraq, out of contact with friends and family.  I still love him. I will always love him. There are just a couple of distractions. Writer, Physics teacher. all good. by the time that Bry will come back hopefully, i'll have a boyfriend. Funny how all of them look reasonable alike. I'm kinda sad right now about HS ending in about a month. I won't miss the High school experience but i will miss certain things such as yearbook and the ib office. I'm ready to leave. I can't wait. I want to go to College. </font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-24T11:04:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Are We We are the waiting unknown. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">i've decided it... i want my dorm to be very eclectic. It will be so me. I'm also having fun choosing music. i'm better at typing now. Yesterday, I went to mass at a different church for Baby Emily Renee's baptism. We were the only people who were not related even though Emily Renee is adopted but her family was there. Scott and Ann love their daughter and she even looks like them. ND people are wonderful. I have to go to Linton this summer to see my family. At church today, there is a really hot boy. I can't even say guy because he is a frosh. I wish that he was at least a year older. His mother is really nice and i'm able to talk with her mucho. Mike A. told me that if i ever wanted to go bike riding that i should contact him. He's such a sweetie. Let's see...who else is cute... Can't say it. MOlz, if you really want to know check lj.</font> </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-25T11:04:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Leaving Soon!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Bryan will be leaving Iraq soon. He'll go to Australia for a while and then home for a visit. I might see him before i go to college!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-27T05:04:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Happy Birthday]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif">Happy Birthday, Bryan. You are now 20 and still in everyone's thoughts and prayers. </font></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[you make me feel so sweet]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[the evil makeout couple]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[good night]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[find your personal year]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-04-27T11:04:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Vida, Te bendiga]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/vida_te_bendiga.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I find it quite amazing that in my school, there are a couple of teachers that all I have to do is say &quot;I forgot something in your room. Can I go get it?&quot; and they give me their keys. I am very glad people trust me that much. Mrs. Walker said to my mother that &quot;I don't know what I'll do next year because Tasha is always there to help.&quot; That makes me feel really good. Tonight was the MYP PP night. I worked back stage to make sure everything went on well. Wow, that was an intense hour. It was a bunch of fun. Nathan was backstage to help and he is such a sweet, cute child. Tomorrow is pinning and the next the Senior dinner. I love IB.  Today was also SSD and Steph, Sam and I went, we worked, we ate, we left. We went to Sam's house after we left and had Ice Cream and watched A series of Unfortunate Events. Jim Carrey reminds me of Bryan. I don't know why... hmmm. Today was a very good day. Good night. Vida, Te bendiga. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-04-27T11:04:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[INTP]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/intp.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" width="276" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tr><td><br><div align="center"><!--56.76 56.76 51.22 63.89--><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="0"><tr><td width="250"><div align="center"><font color="#000000"><b>INTP</b> - "Architect". Greatest precision in thought and language. Can readily discern contradictions and inconsistencies. The world exists primarily to be understood. 3.3% of total population. </font></div></td></tr></table><a href="http://similarminds.com/">Free Jung Personality Test (similar to Myers-Briggs)</a></div><br></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-01T08:05:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[John 14:16-20]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/john_141620.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>“And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Advocate to be with you always, the Spirit of truth, which the world cannot accept, because it neither sees it nor knows it. But you know it, because it remains with you, and will be in you. I will not leave you orphans; I will come to you. In a little while the world will no longer see me, but you will see me, because I live and you will live. On that day you will realize that I am in my Father and you are in me and I in you.” John, 14:16-20.

	The most important words in the above passage are “I will not leave you orphans.” God is telling us that he loves us and will always love us. He will always be our family, no matter what—if we are gay, if we are married outside of the Church, if we sin, if we loose our faith. God loves us and will always be there. He will not leave us alone; He will not abandon us. We don’t have to change for Him to love us. Religion is manmade; Faith Divine. The sects that say they are Christian and yet criticize everyone who is different do not know God’s awesome power. Our God is a loving God, and He will not leave us orphaned. You do not need to know now—“you will realize that I am in my Father and you are in me and I in you.”

	I don’t want to evangelize but I just want the truth of these thousands of years old words to once again be lighted. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[regrets]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[the great wait at the restaurant/poon saloon]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[half-sister]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-05-09T11:05:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[This is our task]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/this_is_our_task.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Walk with integrity </p><p>do justice faithfully</p><p>love others tenderly</p><p>this is our task. </p><br><p>I saw the Y-books today. soo cool. i'm so excited to get them signed. i have five papers left to do and i can't wait. then i have prom and well, i saw my friend tonight after history and i can't wait to spend time with her cuz she's my date's older sister. I'm great friends with both of them. then the week of finals and i'll be taking more than half of them early. boo yeah. I have a couple of regrets about high school 1. i didn't drink any tequila when i was in Tiajuana last year. 2. I didn't get to know my class very well. the thing about those regrets is that i can't change 1 because it is in the past but two... I see them everyday and i just know i can't get to know them. they never wanted to get to know me and i don't know how to get to know them. i'm really shy. funny but true. i'm too scared of the past. i've focused too much on other people and groups who know me. like crew and y-book. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-17T09:05:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[three days...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am so scared to graduate. I know. I've been counting down since day 174 but now with three days left. I don't want to leave yet. I don't want to do my homework because i'm thinking if i don't do my homework then school won't end. I really want to graduate and i know i must do my homework. i'm just being irrational. I'll do my homework sometime... tonight. i have to do it tonight because i'm seeing star wars tomorrow. i'm getting my cast off tomorrow. maybe life will be better tomorrow. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-24T10:05:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Irony? I think not.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/irony_i_think_not.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="600" border="0"><tr><td><img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1110082346Buddha.jpg"></td><td>You scored as <b>Buddhism</b>. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Buddhism. Do more research on Buddhism and possibly consider becoming Buddhist, if you are not already. In Buddhism, there are Four Noble Truths: (1) Life is suffering. (2) All suffering is caused by ignorance of the nature of reality and the craving, attachment, and grasping that result from such ignorance. (3) Suffering can be ended by overcoming ignorance and attachment. (4) The path to the suppression of suffering is the Noble Eightfold Path, which consists of right views, right intention, right speech, right action, right livelihood, right effort, right-mindedness, and right contemplation. These eight are usually divided into three categories that base the Buddhist faith: morality, wisdom, and samadhi, or concentration. In Buddhism, there is no hierarchy, nor caste system; the Buddha taught that one's spiritual worth is not based on birth.<br /><br /><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Buddhism</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">88%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Christianity</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">75%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Hinduism</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="71" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">71%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">agnosticism</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">67%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Paganism</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">63%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Satanism</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">58%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Judaism</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">42%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Islam</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">38%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">atheism</font></p></td><td><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="21" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">21%</font></td></tr></td></tr></table><br /><a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907">Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)</a><br /><font face="Arial" size="1">created with <a href="http://quizfarm.com/">QuizFarm.com</a></font></td></tr></table><br><p>I have never just followed one religion. My mother has encouraged me to experience many faiths. I love the ideals of Buddhism but I am very much so a Catholic. But I have the beliefs that Religion is man-made and Faith; divine. and since God told us to love one another, I cannot accept the dogma that states if one does not belief in a specific god, one is going to damnation. I love Hinduism. When I was a freshman, I purchused my own copy of The Bhagavad Gita but that doesn't fit me solely. What religion needs to be is a mismatch to find the perfect mix for each indivudual. As I am going to a Catholic university next year, my faith will be made stronger and it will also have experiences of many thoughts. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
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  <dc:date>2005-05-24T09:05:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yeah, I'm sad... Future Husband Wish List]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">I finally updated my wish list for my future husband... Don't blame me. I'll be a little bit picky about it but hey, it's a wish list. <br />Husband list 2005 (not in any particular order)<br />1. Tall<br />2. Can Sing<br />3. Protects me<br />4. Great sense of humor<br />5. Ethical<br />6. Moral<br />7. Cherishes me--acne, stretch marks, weight problems and all<br />8. Willing to dance<br />9. Intelligent<br />10. Willing to Learn<br />11. Willing to explore adventures conmigo<br />12. Knows Honor<br />13. Won't think I ruin movies when I over-analyze them.<br />14. Has a bit of Bad boy in him. <br />15. Knows when to play it safe.</font> </p><p>16. Wants Children. Has to want children. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-25T09:05:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Survey thingey]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #00ff33 0.75pt solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4pt; BORDER-TOP: #00ff33 0.75pt solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4pt; BACKGROUND: #ff9933; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4pt; BORDER-LEFT: #00ff33 0.75pt solid; PADDING-TOP: 4pt; BORDER-BOTTOM: #00ff33 0.75pt solid"><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 12pt 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE NAMES YOU GO BY: <br />1. Tasha<br />2. Tashey<br />3. Tiaisha<br /><br />THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD: <br />1. causticpax<br />2. mopeyfaery<br />3. Ibreading05<br /><br />THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: <br />1. My hair <br />2. My feet<br />3. my forearms<br /><br />THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: <br />1. my face<br />2. my thighs<br />3. my stomach <br /><br />THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE: <br />1. Alsace lorraine<br />2. Russian<br />3. Scottish<br /><br />THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU: <br />1. water<br />2. being alone<br />3. changes<br /><br />THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS: <br />1. a book<br />2. water<br />3. oxygen <br /><br />THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW: <br />1. hoodie<br />2. capris<br />3. t-shirt<br /><br />THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS: <br />1. Goo Goo Dolls<br />2. Aerosmith<br />3. Queen <br /><br />THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: <br />1. Honesty<br />2. Love <br />3. Respect <br /><br />TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE .. <br />1. I’m moving to NE<br />2. I was born in COS<br />3.  I have lived in three places my entire life<br /><br />THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSTIE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU: <br />1. eyes<br />2. height<br />3. ass<br /><br />THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES: <br />1. Reading<br />2. Listening to music<br />3. watching movies <br /><br />THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW: <br />1. not be bored <br />2. go on to the next adventure in life. <br />3. shop<br /><br />THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED: <br />1. Teacher <br />2. Lawyer<br />3. Accountant<br /><br />THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE: (boys/girls)<br />1. Joaquin Daniel / Guenivere Marie<br />2. Curtis Matthew / Joan Michele<br />3. Alexei Mikhail / Beatrice Elena<br /><br />THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: <br />1. Be a mother <br />2. Sky dive<br />3.  travel to all seven continents <br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE PEOPLE YOU REALLY LOVE:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1.Bryan<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2.Mark <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. Nee Nee<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE PEOPLE YOU WANNA HAVE SEX WITH:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. Bryan<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. Ewan McGregor<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. Hugh Jackman<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE BOOKS YOU LIKE:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. Time enough for drums by Ann Rinaldi<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. The Things they Carried by TimO’Brien<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. Remember When by Judith McNaught<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE OF YOUR HEROS:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. Mi madre <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. Doc Susie<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. Margaret Thatcher<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE FOODS YOU LOVE TO EAT:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. Honey<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. sushi<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. french fries<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE REALLY GOOD KISSERS:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. Never been kissed<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE THINGS YOU HAVE IN YOUR ROOM:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. Rat<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. Rocking chair<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. Books<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE THINGS YOU’RE GOING TO DO THIS WEEKEND:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. Watch Pride and Prejudice<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. Have a graduation party<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. say goodbye to Ewick<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE GADGETS:<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. computers<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. cell phones<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">3. camera<br></font></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399"> <br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">THREE THINGS YOU ARE GOING TO DO AFTER THIS IS OVER?<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">1. watch a movie<br></font></span></p><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 12pt 6pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-alt: solid #00FF33 .75pt; mso-padding-alt: 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt 4.0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><font color="#003399">2. sleep<br></font></span></p></div><span style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: " times new roman"; mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa"><font color="#003399">3. analyze books</font></span></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-25T09:05:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Han Solo]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#999999"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"><b>Star Wars Horoscope for Scorpio</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#cccccc"><font color="#000000"><div align="center"><img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/swhoroscopes/scorpio.jpg"></div>You are a powerful character. You tend to be possessive and lusty - which explains your greedy nature. You feel threatened when people try to order you around or control you. You are prone to suspicion and jealousy - but your resilience and passion get you what you want. Star wars character you are most like: Han Solo</font></td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/starwarshoroscopes/">What is Your Star Wars Horoscope?</a> </div><table style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#cce6ff"><h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px">Your #1 Match: INFP</h3></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#e5f3ff">The Idealist You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world. Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships. It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close. But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop. You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.</td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#ffcccd"><h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px">Your #2 Match: ENFP</h3></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffe5e6">The Inspirer You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends. You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules. Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives. You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller! You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.</td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#fffecc"><h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px">Your #3 Match: INTP</h3></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#fffee5">The Thinker You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can. Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge. Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat. A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it. You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor.</td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#cce6ff"><h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px">Your #4 Match: ISFP</h3></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#e5f3ff">The Artist You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now). You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children. Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life. Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs. You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.</td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#ffcccd"><h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px">Your #5 Match: ENTP</h3></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffe5e6">The Visionary You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression. You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything. Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off. You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments. You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor.</td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/">What's Your Personality Type?</a> </div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-25T09:05:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So I'm having fun... I've gotten these from a bunch of different blogs...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>+ Known as: Tashey + Lives in: COS + Birthday: Oct. 28th + School: OVER + Religion: Catholic + Height: 5'3&quot; + Hair color: Blonde + Eye color: Hazel * section 2 have you ever... * + Cheated on someone?: No. + Been Cheated on?: No + Fallen off the bed?: Yes… who hasn’t? + Broken someones heart?: I hope not + Had your heart broken?: Yes. + Had a dream come true?: In a distorted way, yes + Done something you regret?: Just a couple things + Cheated on a test?: yes * section 3 currently * + Wearing?: Capris, Socks, sunglasses, hoodie, t-shirt + Located?: at the computer. + Chatting with?: I don’t even know who’s on! + Watching?: Mrs. Doubtfire + Should REALLY be ....? : nothing school’s over. * section 4 do you... * + Brush your teeth?: I’ve been known to + Have any piercings?: Once in both ears. + Drive?: When I can + Drink?: Water, I’m allergic to most alcohols. + Smoke?: Never. + have a cell?: Yes * section 5 friends * + Who is your best?: Nee Nee + Who do you hate?: Kyle but I’ll probably marry a guy just like him + Who is the most talkative?: Ewin + Who laughs the most?: Stacy + Who have you known the longest?: Brian + Who have you known the shortest?: Kayla + Do you hang out with the opposite sex?: Mostly + Who is the weirdest?: hmmm… + Who is the smartest?: what type of intelligence? + Who is the most ghetto?: Mary + Do you trust your friends?: Some of them. + Are you a good friend?: hopefully + Can you keep a secret?: depending on which one * section 6 the last person you... * + Hugged?: Brian + Kissed?: + IMed?: Eric + Talked on the phone: My grandmother + Yelled at?: Stupid people + Hated? Quin * section 7 personal * + What do you want to be when you grow up?: I don’t’ know + What has been the best day of your life?: Everyday + What comes first in your life?: + Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend/crush?: no/no/HELL YES + What are you most scared of?: water + what do you think about before you go to bed at night?: My prayers for Bryan + Did you lose someone you really loved?: Yes. + Lost as in dead?: Besides family? Yes + How many times have you fallen in love?: Once majorly as in I’m still getting over it . + Love your family?: yes + Love your friends?: At home? Yes * section 8 favorite * + Movie: Top Secret! + Song: Currently, Aerosmith’s Dream ON + Band: Aerosmith + Store: Barnes and Nobel + Relative: My aunt Kathy + Sport: to watch… Wrestling and gymnastics. + Ice Cream Flavor: coffee + Fruit: kiwi + Candy: butterfingers + Day of the Week: Tuesday + Time: Now, next + Color: ice blue. + Name for a Girl: Guenevere + Name for a Boy: Joaquin Daniel * section 9 do you * + Like to give hugs?: sometimes + Like to give kisses?: I don't know + Like to walk in the rain?: during sprinkles + Prefer black or blue pens?: Blue + Sleep on your side, stomach or back?: back. + Have a goldfish?: Nope…. No… Naw… What was the question? + Ever have the falling dream?: often + Have stuffed animals?: Still play with them * section 10 what do you think about... * + Abortion: We cannot legistate against it. The rich will still get theirs and the poor will still die from attempting it themselves. Why lose two lives when we are already losing one? + Suicide: tempting + Smoking: Damn Chris + Summer: too hot + Tattoos: maybe! + Piercings: some are sexy * section 11 this or that * + Pierced nose or tongue?: Tongue. + Single or taken?: taken + MTV or BET?: VH1. + 7th Heaven or Dawson's Creek?: Dawson's Creek. + Sugar or salt?: Sugar. + Silver or gold?: Silver. + Chocolate or flowers?: Flowers. + Color or Black-and-white photos?: Black &amp; White. + M&amp;Ms or Skittles?: skittles. + Stay up late or sleep in?: sleep in. + Hot or cold?: Warm. + Mustard or ketchup?: Ketchup. + Spring or Fall?: Fall + Happy or sad?: Happy. + Wonder or amazement?: wonder. + Mexican or Italian food?: depending on the day. + Lights on or off?: Off. + Candy or Soda?: candy + Pepsi or Coke? pepsi </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-26T10:05:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pride and Prejudice]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today, a friend had a pride and prejudice party... meaning a bunch of girls get together and watch the movie and discuss guys. Well, this time, there was two guys including the guy i believe my friend wants to marry. I was the only non-mormon there which is kind of interesting. Nothing against Mormons but very interesting. I hope I still get to stay in contact with my friend because she is going to BYU. Anyways, we had a bunch of fun. I love Mr. Darcy. i really want a guy like him. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-26T10:05:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Viggo]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/viggo.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#dddd88">How do you kill the time with your LOTR-actor friend? by HMP</font></th></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">LJ username</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Age</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Partner in crime</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">Viggo</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">crime</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">Mud wrestling</span></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"></td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#ffffff" size="-1"><a href="http://memegen.net/"><font color="#dddd88">Quiz created with MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-26T10:05:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[10 year hS reunion]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/10_year_hs_reunion.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#dddd88">At your ten year high school reunion... by <a href="http://robynschneider.com/"><font color="#dddd88">robbiewriter</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Your school name</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Your name</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Your job will be</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">Actor</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You will be worth</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">$334,545</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Everyone will think you</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">cry yourself to sleep at night</span></td></tr>&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;</ /></ /><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"></td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#ffffff" size="-1"><a href="http://memegen.net/"><font color="#dddd88">Quiz created with MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-26T10:05:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Gerard Butler]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/gerard_butler.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#dddd88">Your Husband Generator by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~ovrtheedgexx"><font color="#dddd88">Lady_Galadriel</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Name</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Your Husband Is</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"><img src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/9973/gera.jpg"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You Met</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">a drunken orgy</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You Have</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">2 children</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You Live</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">africa</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">In</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">a normal semi-detached house</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You And Your Partner Are Best Known For</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">throwing away all your cash</span></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"></td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#ffffff" size="-1"><a href="http://memegen.net/"><font color="#dddd88">Quiz created with MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-26T10:05:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[David Wenham]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/david_wenham.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#dddd88">Your Husband Generator by <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~ovrtheedgexx"><font color="#dddd88">Lady_Galadriel</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Name</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Your Husband Is</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"><img src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/9028/dave.jpg"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You Met</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">at a stag party</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You Have</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">5 children</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You Live</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">england</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">In</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">a country house</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">You And Your Partner Are Best Known For</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">always appearing in the papers</span></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"></td></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#ffffff" size="-1"><a href="http://memegen.net/"><font color="#dddd88">Quiz created with MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-05-27T08:05:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sagecious and stupid]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sagecious_and_stupid.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So I had a little fun with teh online stuff but whatever. I just do them to laugh and well, i got some good laughs. anyways, I was talking to a friend last night on AIM and well, this consists of our conversation </p><p>Me:what<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>are your plans?</p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "times mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa">Him: to be stupid, immature, sagely, wise (I know that they're synonyms) and an asshole, depending on how I feel</span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "times mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa"></span></p><p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "times mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa">I love that kid. </span></p></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/aboutmyhighsch.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[school year hell]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[effective teacher]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[stupid teacher]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-03T07:06:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[about(myhighsch...  ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/aboutmyhighsch.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">about(myhighschool).com<br></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">There is an issue at my school. I cannot comment about it to the people doing the bitching because they would take the positives of my message, post it online and leave the negatives. So my guinea pigs, I love you. <br></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">The issue is that five teachers were not renewed this year and they feel they are highly qualified. SUCK IT UP. YOU WERE NOT REHIRED. Not fired but if you make a big stink, you will never get another teaching job in the state of CO. this happened a couple of years ago as well, the year my brother graduated. The chem teacher who made the huge stink then screwed many of the seniors on their exams because they were too focused on HIM then their IB DIPLOMA. I know several students who missed their diploma by one point because of their concern for this teacher.  I know many of these teachers. I know many of these claims that people like K. state are erroneous. My freshman Spanish teacher es muy gringa. Where she learned Spanish was El Paso, TX. Anyone else have a problem with it? She had no control over my classmates. She cried when she discovered that certain boys had thrown spit wads at her picture above the chalkboard. It was an inch thick. Dried. Why hadn't she noticed it earlier?  Classroom management? Mr. S... He was a renegade. I am pretty knowledgeable about why he was fired but we don't know the whole story. Mr. B-the principal- has his reasons.  The five teachers not renewed this year--Mrs. W. I have not heard anyone say good things about her and now they want to save her job? Coach K. Escorted out of the school by the police. Told never to return. Arrested at the protest. Is there a coincidence that he was not rehired? Mr. S. I've heard great things about him as a coach but horrible things about him as a math teacher. I know students who were failing his class but went to other teachers for help because he was not responsive about their needs. Mr. H. This man had two letters of reprimand in his file by the first quarter and HE BRAGGED ABOUT IT. He had students call him by his first name. Not appropriate for hs. He didn't do the job he was hired for. He messed up the IB juniors he was entrusted with. I think he is a brilliant man. If he had a couple of years to adjust to what RHS needs, then I think he would match Lair, and Sexton in being one of the most respected English teachers at the school. But he messed up his first year. Mr. F. dumb man. He was my coach for 4n6 and caused a bunch of problems there as well. In my history class, there were his class rules for he taught in there as well. His grammar was atrocious. I know my spelling is atrocious but I at least know that in the sentence that bugs me the most from his rules that &quot;Headphones and CD players must be kept out of site (sic)&quot; that site should be sight. I had to have my 4n6 coach write a recommendation for me but I couldn't have the head coach write it so he had her write it then signed his name to it but NEVER SENT IT. Needless to say, I didn't get the scholarship. I am Catholic. I do not appreciate people saying to me &quot;You're Catholic? I thought you were a Christian.&quot; Sorry, 4man, Catholicism was the original Christian religion. It was Christianity until a man by the name of Martin Luther had 92 theses. I'm sure you know who he is; after all you are a history teacher. <br></font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Another problem I have with this website that the people have published is their practice to take personal correspondence and publish it. I wonder if they even have permission to do so. One--an email between W and another teacher. Not in that email does it state that she wanted her words published. Another message from a parent that is unrelated to this issue. He went to the school board and his words from the minutes are what are published. Another, a guy I know who was being very glib, wrote an email to the original teacher who was not rehired. That went on to be published. Not good. Isn't that against the law? To publish personal correspondence without permission?</font></p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">I am not proud of the choices people have made. Maybe there needs to be a change but these people are going about it in the wrong way. I am pissed off that they had a protest on the day of Graduation. Mr. S. give up. the people who had you as a teacher graduated this year and that was only a couple of them.  Why are you continuing to do this? You cannot get a teaching job in the state of CO because of your behaviour. Is that what you want to teach to students? to not respect any authority and to go about the search for change in a fruitless manner? Mr. S. you have achieved your goal then. </font></p><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cute guy]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-04T11:06:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cute guys of summer countdown...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/cute_guys_of_summer_countdown.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So the summer means cute guys, right? Well, today, I saw the first one. My family has known his since before I was born. They moved to NJ the year before I was born. Well, the youngest came to visit us today. Amazing. And I almost hung up on him when he called... Of course, I've seen this guy before but last time I was five and had chicken pox. Any guy who is nice to a little girl with chicken pox and goes to a Mets game with her deserves to be noticed. lol. Anyways, this guy seems to have a really cool job and was a nice personable guy. I wish i could have talked to him more. He came here for vacation and seems to really miss it. perhaps, he'll be back permantly. </p><p>Well, if he ever reads this which i doubt because he stated he was computer illiterate. I'm sorry when you came up I didn't greet you. I was flustered and I am actually very shy... Besides, I had to run into someone's house to get our dog who escaped the house. Very embarressing. </p><p>I had a great happy day. I don't care about everything... Happiness. </p></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/guess_whos_home_guess_whos_home.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-08T09:06:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Guess who's home! Guess who's home!!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/guess_whos_home_guess_whos_home.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So Bryan came home and I thought I wasn't going to be able to see him. I knew he would be at crew on monday but... Darn it. It's my brother's birthday and we are going up to see him. Well, I just got invited to a party that I know he will be at. BohYeah. I get to see him. YAY!!. OK... I promised Nee Nee that I'd get over him. Okay I will... after saturday.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/iq.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-08T10:06:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[IQ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/iq.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#fff774"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"><b>Your IQ Is 130</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#fffcca"><center><img src="&lt;a%20href="><center>http://www.quizdiva.net/iq/iq.gif"&gt;</center>color="#000000"&gt;<br />Your Logical Intelligence is <b>Exceptional</b><br />Your Verbal Intelligence is <b>Genius</b><br />Your Mathematical Intelligence is <b>Genius</b><br />Your General Knowledge is <b>Exceptional</b></font></center></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">A"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A</a> Quick and Dirty IQ Test</a></div><p><br /></p><p>stupid thing... I don't understand why I'm not a complete genius</p><br></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/20_entries.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-08T10:06:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[20 entries]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/20_entries.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I just realized that it has been over 20 entries since I mentioned Bryan. Maybe I'll get over him soon enough. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341339</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-09T12:06:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bryan]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341339</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><strong>so I counted how many times I mentioned Bryan in this blog... Yikes.... 54... no 55, cuz I'm mentioning him in this entry. 55 out of 218 entries... that is 0.25114155251141552511415525114155 which means I mention him about 25% of the time. Really sad... So good night. I need to shower. remember--showers are for people who want to smell good. </strong></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341340</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-09T12:06:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bryan]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341340</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>so I was thinking about How often I mention Bryan in my blog... 54 times... no 55 cuz I just mentioned him. 55 out of 219 entries mention him. That is obsessive. that is like 25% of the time. It is actually 25.114155251141552511415525114155% of the time. One out of four entries are about him. Wow... and I'm just sad. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/so_long.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[no longer]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-12T09:06:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So Long]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/so_long.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I spent like 10 hours with bryan last night and it was fun. We played poker and apples to apples. i saw people I haven't seen in like 2 years. I had so much fun talking and being mean to mouse. as we were playing apples to apples, I sat next to Bryan and we were sort of cheating... Not as much as mark, renee and brian but still. because of the close quarters, I felt his strong build and firm muscles. As I sat there arm to arm with Bryan, I realized that I was no longer attracted to Bryan. I'll love him forever but I don't love him anymore. I felt released. He is no longer my match. I am not his. I've grown, He's grown. It's time. I don't feel mourning. I don't feel anything other than freedom. So I'll still write about him because that is how i am but it's not the obsessive kind any more. So Long, Bryan. So long until we meet again. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_love.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[i love life]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[make love]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[my love life]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-14T11:06:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I Love!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_love.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I Love You</p><p>I love Life</p><p>I love the little moments that make a day</p><p>I love sunshine</p><p>I love partial avaitor sunglasses</p><p>I love apple gum</p><p>I love Flags</p><p>I love Peace</p><p>i love love</p><p>I love Animal Crackers</p><p>I love Guess Who!</p><p>56 mentions!</p></p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/batman_begins.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[busy day]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fluffy bunnies]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great times]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[batman begins]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[boy scouts]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-16T11:06:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Batman Begins]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/batman_begins.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I saw Batman Begins last night and it was fan-frickin'-tastic. I love it. It was the batman movie I have been waiting my whole life for and it was not just because Christian Bale was in it. At times, I could see the boy who sang Santa Fe. At others, I saw Bateman--American Psycho. I would go back to see it again. If Bryan wanted to go, I'd go with and not just because he was there. It was funny, it brought tears to my eyes--just one scene when Rachal is saying goodbye to Batman because he is no longer the Bruce she knew. it had great plot twists. I had so much fun. </p><p>So the other day, I was really hyper... I put up flags at O' Dark thirty  and took them down that afternoon because it was flag day and that is something we boy scouts do. So Bryan was at the BBQ and I was the only female. All that was there--Bryan, Fluffy, Ricky, David, JP and I.  Bryan--Marine, Fluffy- withdrew from Marines to go to college, Ricky-- Just joined the Marines, David--Navy, JP--is just JP. We had very interesting conversations. And then Mike and our ranger from last year showed up... He was cute then. now...</p><p>Well, we were talking and I just asserted myself. I didn't care. I had fun. I also realized he is 14 inches taller than me. He was also complaining about Kat and how fat she is and how she needs to cover herself up. I'm glad he doesn't find her antics attractive because she is the opposite of me... Anyways, I saw what I originally saw in Bryan but he is gone in away. He treated me like a person which was very nice.  We talked. We spoke about Cars because fluffy was driving the Brother's 77 Special Edition Trans AM. He was a BMW. Why does that not surprise me? and he is actually going to buy it because he has been saving his money. </p><p>I also had lunch with Patrick that day. I took a two-hour lunch break. When I returned, the secretary didn’t notice me because she was too busy talking. Well, when my dad got done with his client, she said Tashey isn’t back from lunch yet. And so he explained how Patrick talks a bunch and so he was okay with me being gone. At that point, I walked to the front of the office, my dad waved and the secretary asked When did you get back? And I answered about a half an hour ago. I don’t like this woman–she’s always too busy talking. but I can't say that to my dad... cuz then I'd be a snitch. anyways, I had a wonderful day. and I'm back at work...</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-17T12:06:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[That's a LOT of Bryan]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Patrick is reading my blog and wondering about me... Gaiacreation: Geez, that's a LOT of Bryan. </p><p>No duh... I warned him. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[four letter word]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[logic puzzle]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-17T12:06:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pickle-- FBP]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pickle_fbp.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I’m here at work and there is a client who I believe his name will be a four-letter word. I’ve been working on his case for two days already and ERGH. Hiding his assets left and right. I’m the post-it kid and all of the pages are spattered with post-its. Some are notes for me because I’m annoyed such as "Grammar, people. It separates man from idiots." I’m just irritated and it’s like a puzzle that is missing four crucial pieces in a 10 piece puzzle. This guy tried to hide two boats, two fork lifts and 5 other vehicles. I guess I’ll have to hid certain things now since Patrick can now read it but I trust him. If I didn’t then... I’m screwed... </p><p>I feel it is amazing what 1 good word can do to boast someone’s self-esteem. </p><p>I’m seeing Batman again. When I got up on Thursday, I sent an email to him saying how wonderful the movie was and well... we talked last night and he said it was awesome and I was completely right. Our minds work along the same lines. So we are taking our parents tonight to see it in Imax and for father’s day. yay... he told me i couldn't do my drooling thing though... DArn it...</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-19T10:06:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I feel...Lost]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I feel... lost. When people find out about him what do I say? Don't ever tell him. He can't ever know. That is my final saying on this. </p><p><font color="#000000"> I definitely didn't realize how bad you had it for him.</font><br /><!-- (10:46:40 PM)--><font color="#000000"> I did know, but I didn't realize how deep.</font><br /><!-- (10:46:55 PM)--><font color="#000000"> I knew you cared deeply for him, very deeply, but I got a measure just now.</font><br /><!-- (10:48:13 PM)--><font color="#000000"> I think you were at some point in love with him.</font><br /><!-- (10:48:24 PM)--><!-- (10:48:46 PM)--><font color="#000000"> Love is a strong word, and it's not one I use lightly.</font><br /><!-- (10:48:50 PM)--><!-- (10:49:21 PM)--><font color="#000000"> I'm glad he came back safe, because I fear what may have happened to you had he not.</font></p><p><br /></p><!-- (10:49:37 PM)--><p>He purchused a BMW... Lol... That is him. I thought he was talking about the future... whoops guess not</p><p>I saw BAtman Begins on Friday at teh IMAX. Went to teh ren Faire on Sat. Got burned. Ran into a kid who took me a few moments to recognize. Afterall, I have seen him twice and both times he was in a scout uniform.  I spent the night at Mark's and then we saw A funny thing happened on teh way to the forum with parents and grandparents.  fun</p><p>i register for classes tomorrow... i'm taking 17 credits which is good. but all fun classes. Latin, Calculus, Christianity in Context...so much fun. Boys...</p><p>so yeah...</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-20T01:06:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[27.62%]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/2762.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>so the percentage of bryan being mentioned is... 27. 62% Ha... it's gone up...</p><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[busting some balls]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[platter]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[car ride]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[car stories]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-21T12:06:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Monday night, Chris and Bryan's Baby]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/monday_night_chris_and_bryans_baby.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>CHris's balls will be on a platter and presented to his parents.</p><p>i hate that child</p><p>I wanted to scrach his car.</p><p>I felt so happy</p><p>I almost got to ride in the baby..</p><p>Chris almost hit the baby.</p><p>Bryan was flinging poptops at my chest tonight...</p><p>and he was staring as we were sharing sex stories.</p><p>Strippers?</p><p>I'm flirting with a guy on line</p><p>I got my yearly hug...</p><p>Yeah!</p><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[hey]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-21T09:06:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hey, Baby.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">So I call my rat baby… Like when I enter my room and see him, I say &quot;Hey, Baby&quot;</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Okay, background information for the upcoming story.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">One day, I was talking about my physics teacher. Something he said about me making up my test, I believe. As I was climbing up the stairs, &quot;I was talking to Mr. P today.&quot; As I opened my door, &quot;Mr. P said…Hey, Baby… that I could retake the test yada yada yada.&quot;</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">My father said, &quot;I hope he didn't say that.&quot; Quizzical look in my eyes. Hey Baby… Ohhhh… So now whenever I greet Aragorn and my parents hear, they kind of smirk and chuckle. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[smile]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[irrational fears]]></category>
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  <category><![CDATA[whoops]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mona lisa smile]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-21T05:06:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pieces]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>It's thundering and storming and hailing and in case you didn't know it... Tashey does not like thunder. I 'm not irrational about it like i am about water but... I still don't like it. so i'm listening to a song that just makes me smile and think of ..... whoops I bet the percentage went up... so here are the lyrics...</p><p>Pieces by Dan Powell.</p><p>Took a change to see me, now that you believe me its like I’m dreaming sweetly when you’re here beside me and I have never felt so like I found which way to go, when you touch me gently I remember how you know <br /><br />Chorus: <br />And the sun shines rings around your smile and I’m here laughing like a child; There’s just one place love could start, with the pieces of my heart <br /><br />Changed my stars to find you, I lost the mask and broke through, no more secrets from you, I would lose to love you and I have never felt so like a man that’s been set free I can spread my arms now you can place your trust in me <br /><br />Chorus: <br />And the sun shines rings around your smile and I’m here laughing like a child; There’s just one place love could start with the pieces of my heart <br /><br />I can’t stand to lose you, to break but never get through and I can only love you if I use all the pieces of my heart <br /><br />Chorus: <br />And the sun shines rings around your smile and I’m here laughing like a child; There’s just one place love could start with the pieces of my heart</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-21T05:06:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Daddy?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/daddy.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#999999"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"><b>Your Daddy Is Arnold Schwarzenegger</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#cccccc"><br /><center><img src="&lt;a%20href="></center>http://www.quizdiva.net/whosyourdaddy/daddy10.jpg"&gt;<center />color="#000000"&gt;<br /><b>What You Call Him:</b> Dada<br /><b>Why You Love Him:</b> You don't love him, you just love calling him "daddy"</font></td></tr></table><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">Who's"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's</a> Your Daddy?</a></div><br /><br><p>wowo... I'm a whore... a governer... wait the govinator.</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[hail]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dark]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-21T05:06:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Snow in June?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/snow_in_june.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>It looks like it is snowing... It is all dark and white outside. Almost like midnight dark... and it is only like 1545... Ah creepy... I HATE THIS. I'm glad I"m not camping. I'm glad I'm safe... hopefully It will stop when It is time to go home... I hate it... It is water. IT is flooding...</p><p>Academy is flooding... It is up to the wheels on SUVs...</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-21T11:06:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Away Messages]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/away_messages.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So I need help figuring out the best Away messages for my AIM and I need your help... So vote for the coolest, the neatest, what ever you think rocks. Choose I say 10 or so... please</p><br /><p>1.It's hot, dark and sweaty and it gives me a headache.</p><p>2. "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." (Dr. Seuss)</p><p>3. It is far better to burn out than to fade away. </p><p>4.Burning leaves in someone's tree. <br />Some one watch out for me. <br />What a fiercesome day.<br />Just want to run away. <br />From this place <br />and the whole human race. <br />Burning leaves in Someone's tree. <br />Someone please watch out for me. </p><p>5. We could learn a lot from crayons:<br />some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, some have weird names, names, and all are different colors but they all have to learn to live in the same box.</p><p>6. Daughter: "Do you see it as part of your job to torture me?" Father: "No, just one of the perks."</p><p>7. You're cynical and beautiful<br />You always make a scene<br />You're monochrome delirious<br />You're nothing that you seem<br />I'm drowning in your vanity<br />Your laugh is a disease<br />You're dirty and you're sweet <br />You know you're everything I need</p><p>Everything you are<br />Falls from the sky like a star<br />Everything you are<br />Whatever ever you want</p><p>I wanna kick at the machine<br />That made you piss away your dreams<br />And tear at your defenses<br />Til there's nothing there but me<br />You're angry when you're beautiful<br />Your love is such a tease<br />I'm drowning in your dizzy noise<br />I wanna feel you scream</p><p>Everything you are<br />Falls from the sky like a star<br />Everything you are<br />Whatever ever you want</p><p>8. I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours.</p><p>9. Duélete de mis dolencias.<br />Si algún día me has querido<br />Y enséñame a ser feliz<br />Porque infeliz yo he nacido.<br /></p><p>10. Est Sularus Oth Mithas</p><p>11.Every time that I look in the mirror<br />All these lines on my face gettin' clearer<br />The past is gone<br />It went by like dusk to dawn<br />Isn't that the way<br />Everybody's got their dues in life to pay</p><p>I know that nobody knows<br />Where it comes and where it goes<br />I know it's everybody's sin<br />You got to lose to know how to win</p><p>Half my life is in books' written pages<br />Live and learn from fools and from sages<br />You know it's true<br />All the things come back to you</p><p>Sing with me, sing for the years<br />Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears<br />Sing with me, if it's just for today<br />Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away</p><p>12. For a dreamer, night's the only time of day. </p><p>13. TAKE AWAY THE SENSATION INSIDE<br />BITTERSWEET MIGRAINE IN MY HEAD<br />IT'S LIKE A THROBBING TOOTHACHE OF THE MIND<br />I CAN'T TAKE THIS FEELING ANYMORE<br />DRAIN THE PRESSURE FROM THE SWELLING<br />THE SENSATION'S OVERWHELMING<br />GIVE ME A LONG KISS GOODNIGHT<br />AND EVERYTHING WILL BE ALL RIGHT<br />TELL ME THAT I WON'T FEEL A THING<br />SO GIVE ME NOVACAINE<br />OUT OF BODY AND OUT OF MIND<br />KISS THE DEMONS OUT OF MY DREAMS <br />I GET THE FUNNY FEELING AND THAT'S ALL RIGHT</p><p>14.You must not think that I am unhappy. What is happiness and unhappiness? It depends so little on the circumstances; it depends really only on what happens inside a person. I am grateful every day that I have you, and that makes me happy. </p><p>15.I know that a life without love is no life at all. </p><p>16. I spent a lot of time being scared for you. And I heard you were back. But the man I loved, the man who vanished never came back.</p><p>17. I will learn to live after love has died.</p><p>18. I wish you'd look at me that way<br />Your beautiful eyes<br />Lookin' deep into mine<br />Telling me more than<br />any words could say<br />But you don't even know I'm alive<br /></p><p>19.Do dreams offer lessons? Do nightmares have themes, do we awaken and analyze them and live our lives and advise others as a result? Can a foot soldier teach anything important about war, merely for having been there? I think not. He can tell war stories.</p><p>20. It's this brain of mine, it's always makin' mistakes... it's got a mind of its own. </p><p>21. A Knight is sworn to valor,<br />His Heart knows only virtue,<br />His Blade defends the helpless,<br />His Might upholds the weak,<br />His Word speaks only the truth,<br />His wrath undoes the wicked.</p><p>22. Love is like a barren place<br />And reaching out for human faith is<br />Is like a journey I just don't have a map for<br /></p><p>23.Men make women messy. </p><p>24.Monday night I feel so low<br />Count the hours they go so slow</p><p>25. Nobody wants to be lonely. No one wants to cry. My body's long to hold you so bad it hurts inside. Time is precious and it's slipping away and I've waiting for you all of my life. </p><p>26.<span style="font-size: 12pt;">The symbol of your country cannot just be a flag. The symbol also has to be one of its citizens exercising his right to burn that flag in protest. Now show me that, defend that, celebrate that in your classrooms. Then you can stand up and sing about the land of the free.</span></p><p>27. There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.</p><p>28. They say you think morals are pictures on walls and scruples are money in Russia. They say you're the world's only living heart donor.</p><p>29. To love at all is to be vulnerable. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.</p><p>30. <span style="font-size: 12pt;">Of course, I have my ups and downs. Some days, when I am not feeling very well, I can get angry. I get depressed. There have been times when I even felt like killing myself. But I have come to realize that anger is a wasted emotion...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt;">31. "'Weird' is a relative, not an absolute term."<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Baron Frank N. Furter</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12pt;">32. With a binding like you've got, people are going to want to know what's in the book.</span></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"> <br /></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal">33. Woman: No. No quiero oir nada. No quiero que me digas una palabra. Estoy harto de todos tus mentiras. Esos son todos lo que me has dicho. Cobarde.<br /></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal">Man: What does that mean?<br /></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal">Woman: It means that you are a liar and a coward. That's what it means.<br /></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal">Man: It sounded so much prettier in Spanish.</p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"> <br /></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal">34. You cannot leave everything to Fate. She's got a lot to do. Sometimes you must give her a hand.</p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"> <br /></p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal">35. You want free speech? Let's see you acknowledge a man whose words make your blood boil who is standing center stage advocating at the top of his lungs that which you would spend a lifetime opposing at the top of yours.</p><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"> <br /></p><p>So most of these are from movies and I would love your help...Thanks</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-22T04:06:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Immunization]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/immunization.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I hate it when something turns out public when I wanted it private. So... Bryan is home until the first... Will I get to ride in his car? probably not. DARN IT. why can't i be slightly more aggressive when it comes to people?</p><p>I got my menigitis immunization today and I didn't bleed. There was a beautiful baby girl there that I felt much pity for... Her mother had to be younger than me and never spoke to the girl. </p><p>Chris and i are exchanging emails about how he doesn't know me so he didn't realize his prom/fuck me jokes were not funny. Come on, his friend tried to rape me... Why would his jokes offend me? Any guesses? Yeah, He's that dumb and oblivious...</p><p>I asked someone about my away messages and she said the quote from batman was too obvious because it was about Bryan. I said it's quote from batman... she went still duh, it's about Bryan... She also said that the quote from If I die in a combat zone, Box me up and ship me home was too obviously about Bryan... </p><p>Ha.</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-22T06:06:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Your wallet?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/your_wallet.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#ff6600">Go to your wallet, Open it and describe the three most unusual things in them.</font> </p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">1. a band-aid with Charlie Brown on it... Hey It's cute.</font></p><p><font face="Georgia">2. How to Pray the Rosary booklet.</font></p><p><font face="Georgia">3.  2 pop-tops that Bryan aimed and fired at me on Monday... One landed in my shirt... Yes, I know obsessed.</font></p><p><font face="Georgia">Honorable mention-my dollar frog covering my face on my id. </font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ban]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-06-22T08:06:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ban The Flag Ban]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/ban_the_flag_ban.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>For Bryan, Rick, Jake, Taylor, David, Tom, Matt, Dan, Shosh, Jon, Kyle, Josh, Luke, Matt, Jacob, Andy, Dave. May saying good-bye to my political career before it started be worth it. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-06-24T05:06:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA["You'll never know"]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/youll_never_know.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>If he dies in a combat zone,</p><p>I’ll wait for his body to be sent home.</p><p>I’ll comfort his mother,</p><p>I’ll hug his brother,</p><p>But I won’t cry.</p><p>People who knew of my love for him and wonder</p><p>Isn’t she the one we’d worry about if he would die?</p><p>Now he’s dead and our sappy one is fine with no sunder.</p><br><p>But on that day, I’ll go to bed</p><p>And cry–My tall, strong love, he’s dead.</p><p>I’ll remember the days from so long ago</p><p>And cry to him in the great beyond, &quot;You’ll never know.&quot;</p><p>There is no way I’ll tell him now</p><p>He’s in the danger zone</p><p>For one thing, I don’t know how.</p><p>I’ll wait for the next time he’ll be home. </p><br><p>If he does not die in a combat zone,</p><p>I’ll wait for him to visit home.</p><p>I’ll hug his daughter,</p><p>I’ll talk to her father</p><p>And I won’t cry.</p><p>My friends will wonder–Wow, She’s hugging his wife.</p><p>Isn’t she the one we’d worry about if he would die?</p><p>Now he’s home and she’s fine. She’s moved on in her life.</p><br><p>But on that day, I’ll read</p><p>and cry–My heart will break and bleed.</p><p>I’ll remember the days from so long ago</p><p>and cry to him in his wife’s arms, &quot;You’ll never know.&quot;</p><p>There is no way I’ll tell him then</p><p>He’s in his wife’s embrace.</p><p>I can’t mourn the things that could have been.</p><p>I can wait for the next life’s race.</p><br><p>If he lives through the combat zone,</p><p>I’ll wait for him to come home.</p><p>I’ll pet his dog.</p><p>I’ll hug him like bark on a log.</p><p>And I’ll cry.</p><p>Our friends who knew will laugh</p><p>No wonder we’d worry about her if he would die.</p><p>Now he’s here and we’ll interfere on her behalf.</p><br><p>On that day, I’ll go with him</p><p>and cry–joyful tears over the din.</p><p>I’ll remember the pain from so long ago</p><p>and cry in my heart &quot;You’ll never know.&quot;</p><p>There is no way I’ll tell him how long.</p><p>He’s sitting beside me here</p><p>In the past, my worry does belong.</p><p>I’ll wait until I can say it without fear. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-03T03:07:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[life]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/life.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So we got back two days early from our trip... good thing. the thursday before we left, my mom had surgury. The dr. couldn't find anything. Now the incision is bleeding and there is nothing we can do. 
Um... I went to orientation. Had my first college drinking expereince. we were running outside and were really hot. this kid was holding a water bottle so we asked if we could have some and he said "um, it is not exactly water" wow that vodka smelled a little too powerful. that's why i didnt' drink it. Then we went to a party in the bistro and I went deaf. Music was that loud. I met my roomie. 
When we got back, i got two letters from our senators in response to my letter to them... Dammit one of them wrote the bill. but it did say " I look forward to hearing from you again." I bet he'll wish he never said that. LOL evilaly. the other letter said "(this bill) does not ban insulting comments towards government officals." Yay, it is just taking away a step from our freedom of speech. 
I'm excited about school. I can't wait. I'm just nervious about my mother.
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[independence day]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-04T11:07:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What does the fourth mean to me? Loss]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/what_does_the_fourth_mean_to_me_loss.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I probably have a national record of people watching for me. There is probably an FBI guy outside right now, watching to make sure I’m not doing anything wrong. I want to send a version of my letter to Bush... which would probably get me arrested for the patriot act. Hey, I think I'm doing something incredibly patriotic. IT is my right to question. That is what FREEDOM is about. Today, I read a political cartoon. It said "IN 1776," with a kid asking his dad "Dad, what is Independence Day about?" "It's about Freedom, choices. (Yada, yada, yada)" "Today," "Dad, what is Independence Day about?" "A day off from work” That is so true. I'm sort of apathetic about today being the fourth. The last two years, I have spent the fourth of July in Canada. I wish I were there. Part of it is the fact that I feel like our government is taking away our freedom in the name of patriotism. Ha. Patriotism. Patriot Act. Maybe I really should get a law degree and then go into politics. Maybe then I can get rid of the extraneous laws that state when teachers should teach certain lessons such as September 17th, Constitution day. Yes, It is a federal law. No Child left behind which leaves children behind. I am not a conspiracy theorist but I do believe things aren't going well. I believe that the next presidential election MUST have a good candidate instead of the Lesser of Two EVILS although I obviously don't agree with 51% percent of the nation. Voting must increase especially among the younger generations although the increase MUST be among educated voters, not those who don't research the issues. Let us pray for FREEDOM tonight. Let us pray that our senators realize that the flag is just a symbol that stands for the sacrifices people have made. What makes our country is not symbols but people. PEOPLE. Those men and women who are away from their families in foreign countries on this day of independence. Those people who struggle to make each day. Those people who are poor, the people who are rich. The people who are AMERICANS. Let us pray in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. <br></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ear]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ren faire]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-05T10:07:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[tomorrow]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/tomorrow.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So the earache i've had for the past couple of days (since wednesday), has finally ended. Ended with a partially ruptured eardrum. YaY. Exactly what I wanted. I'm on a bunch of different drugs to keep the same from happening in my other ear and from furthering the other ear. I can find out my IB scores tomorrow at 11 and i'm really nervous. I really want my IB diploma and if i don't recieve it, i'll be desolute. I'm not depressed or anything. I'm just... anxious and I want a good reason to talk to the cute guy in charge of IB credits. haha... I hope... I wish... I can't wait to go to the ren faire again with the bunch and i can't wait to live. IB scores, yay, IB scores. i have an alarm for the time GMT I can get my scores, although i might just wait for a couple of days. I know I'm a weirdo. So until tomorrow. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-05T10:07:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[SEALs]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> I just read the article about the SEALs who were found dead. Please, God, don't let one be Tom. You know, the guy who gave me one of my nicknames. Please, God. Please. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-06T01:07:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[IB scores]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/ib_scores.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>my mom checked my ib scores even though i told her not to. I'm kind of angry at my history/tok teacher. He's a cool guy but he just didn't teach me. I'm sure part of it was my IA but I don't know what i got on that. I was aiming for a 6 in history. My junior year mock = 6, senior year mock = 6. oh well. and then TOK, i got a D. maybe my fault but I feel that the common thread is the teacher and i've said that. Perhaps, I should have written on other topics or not made flagrent mistakes like i know i did. DAMMIT. I was so drained after history though. </p><p>However, I got a 4 in spanish. I PASSED SPANISH!!!!!!!! I was expecting to get a 2 and I PASSED. Thank God. I did it. I got what my teacher predicted for me. I PASSED SPANISH. </p><p>I guess right now I just want to know the break down. I want to know how i did on paper 1 in Language A. whether it was as good as i hoped it to be. Or my WL2. that would be nice to know. </p><p>So girlies, tell me how you did in TA. I want to know if we brought up the TA average or not. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[blog entries]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[stupid thought]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-07T11:07:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stupid?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/stupid.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>You know... I really don’t care about making some statement within my blog. I just want the access to a) people b) my blog anywhere where I’m bored and there is a computer. I don’t care if my entries are not inspiring. I used to but now... I just rather ramble. Perhaps, once in a while something might provoke thought. I just want a place for my random ejaculations of thought. Or prayers. Or Prose. </p><p>I admire those bloggers who try to write well and inspire conversation but that is not me. At least not at this point in my life. I just want to comment on stupidity for a moment. </p><p>Stupidity</p><p>Should there be a rule opposing the use of the word &quot;stupid&quot; in school? Maybe not but there are other words that may better be applicable. Today, at work, I received a notice stating that they needed to change the SSN on the petition. The official paperwork they submitted had the exact same SSN on it. I guess the attorney was too busy with all of his other work to notice that the paralegal did not change it. Now that is stupid. They are going to have to refile all of the work... </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[resolved]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[war on terror]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[london]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-07T11:07:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Prayers]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/prayers.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>To London, my prayers. To the terror that ravages the people's hearts, I pray that it may be resolved without more bloodshed. May the ignorance that people hold close to their hearts may be reeducated so that people can talk with knowledge. For our friends who are going back to Iraq or perhaps in other terror ravaged countries, may they survive without too many scars both physical and mental. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[my lost love]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[pair of arms]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-08T02:07:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I just died in your arms tongiht]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_just_died_in_your_arms_tongiht.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I'm so tired. I just want to sleep. This morning when I was taking my shower, I lost my balance twice. My ears are still shot. I didn't sleep well last night either. I'm glad it is friday. I just want to cacoon right now. I want a strong pair of arms to protect me from the world. Anyone know of a pair? I know of a pair I want but he's quite a bit of a distance away. </p><p>I know why I won't ever tell him. Kind of like my IB scores. I'm scared of rejection and with him, it's almost a gaurentee failure. Besides, he's my childhood love. I want to mature. I love the story of Diana and Cole but I believe I rather have the story of Whitney and Clayton or maybe not rather but that is what I'll get. So Life. </p><p>I just Died in your arms tonight. </p><p>Cor. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[funny stupidity]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[poor baby]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-08T05:07:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Huh?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/huh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Stupidity of the day: </p><p>On the petition, it asks for a list of dependents (relationship and age). On today's stupidity of the day it said:</p><p>Son/Daughter? 1M.</p><br><p>So the baby is a month old and they haven't changed the diaper to know the gender of the baby? Poor baby. That must be very uncomfortable and stinky. Or maybe the child is a Hermaphrodite. What a way to announce it to the world. Poor child. </p><p> What I think happened is when the paralegal prepared the petition, she didn't know the gender or it hadn't be born yet and she never asked. Then when the people were to check the petition over, they did a cursory job. And of course, the attorney never realized it. However, I blame three people for not checking this and so that makes them stupid. I found my stupidity of the day. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-08T07:07:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[work.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/work.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm done with my work; it's too late to start anything new; And I'm stuck at work. Fun, ain't it? This afternoon has been so hectic. I was juggling two phone calls, clients, a cab driver and my work at one point. after that, the phone wouldn't stop ringing. &quot;i'm sorry. He's with a client right now. May I take a message&quot; &quot;The restroom is right over there&quot; Fun, huh? I just want to watch a movie. I just want to sleep. I just want my weekend to start. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fire]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-11T12:07:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[To the firefighters]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/to_the_firefighters.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Men in uniforms (pc. people in uniforms) of any kind put their lives in danger everyday. Today, as my eyes water and dry because of the smoke, I pray for the firefighters. I pray that the Mason Gulch fire is controlled soon and without much more damage. </p><p>I don't fear fire but for a backpacking coloradoan, I know it's power. The weekend before the Hayman fire started, I was camping nearby the starting point. Once I had to be evacuated, about two miles away from a fire, while backpacking. I am a landlocked coloradoan and I fear water but fire... What helps control fire? Water. Ironic, isn't it?</p><p>For the firefighters. Pray for them. In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit. amen.</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[call]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[notices]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-11T11:07:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[URGH]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/urgh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p> </p><p>I am irritated. On Friday, the secretary had a very good reason why she wasn’t at work. So on Thursday, she gave me some e-filing to do on Friday. I took notes and on Friday, I tried my best to get them filed. I made an error and I was wondering if I did over the weekend. There are Notices, Notices ###, Notices ### (for this reason), Notices ###(for that reason) and Notices ###(so on). I filed it as Notice ###, instead of Notice ###(for this reason). (the ### all mean the same number). I don’t believe I should get in trouble for filing it incorrectly, especially since IT&quot;S NOT MY JOB. I’m not the one who has a college degree. I’ve only been working here about five weeks. I’ve filed six things. Two were incorrectly filed because I filed one as a notice when it was supposed to be a Notice ###, and the other as before mentioned. I’m just working here for the summer. She’s been going to my dad complaining about stuff she’s told me to do. Like the SSN thing, she told me to call the attorney and get it corrected. I went to my dad and he called the attorney and then told her to fax over the paperwork. &quot;I told Tashey to do that.&quot; I should not be the one to call an attorney to basically reprimand him. She’s giving me the stuff she doesn’t want to do but some of the stuff I shouldn’t do. I shouldn’t call people to request something because I don’t know what the hell I’m talking about. I’m okay calling offices to request petitions because I’m dealing with those everyday and I know how to ask for them. I don’t like calling capital 1 to ask for a COF? Because What the Hell is a COF? I don’t want to call T’s office again because last time, she bitched me out but that is different than me not wanting to call Capital 1. So I’m just irritated. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[people i love]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[long time]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-12T12:07:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Slutty? I think not.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/slutty_i_think_not.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I am sick of people thinking I am a promiscuous slut or will be when I leave. I have more respect for myself than that. Don’t you realize that I’ll wait for the ring or at least love. And I know the difference between love and childish infatuation. He is my past; I’m waiting for my future. I may not be completely over him but I know all my dreaming, hoping, lusting, will come to naught. Don’t you realize that I have looked him over my entire High school life? That’s a long time, and I feel that I can have time to recover from that obsession. It will take time; It is not something I can turn on and off, however, I know... I know that a part of my heart will always be connected to him. I’m one of the lucky people. I know love and my heart will just get bigger because of all the people I will love and have loved. I know there are many different kinds of love. I know that when I love someone and he loves me back, it will be incredible. Wonderful. Amazing. I know I’m not quite ready for that but I’m getting there. Part of getting ready for it is saying goodbye. I can’t say goodbye completely yet. Right now, it is more of a &quot;so long.&quot; I know my friends are just looking out for me so my heart isn’t broken but I’ve been looking for heartbreak since I was fifteen. Maybe, that’s why I never really did anything about it. I set myself up for heartbreak. Ha. It’s time. I can joke about him. I will always have my memories but He’s not the lad for me. Hell, I wouldn’t even fuck him right now if I had the chance. Wow, did I just write that? Yeah, but it is true. Time will take care of it, but as I am now, I’m on the process of being over him. </p><p>I had great fun hanging out with Renee and JP last night instead of holding a crew meeting. Did you know coldstone’s has wasabi-ginger ice cream. That is JP for you. He loved it. I have known JP so long that he’s not a part of the High School Years. He’s a part of the Elementry years. I don’t talk to anyone from Elem. except him so of course I’ll continue talking with him. He’s my JP. I’ve known him as long as I’ve known Brian. Wow. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-12T03:07:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Souls. Ha. I was just talking about those]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/souls_ha_i_was_just_talking_about_those.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><table bordercolor="#000000" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1">&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#66ccff"><br /><font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"><br /><b>You Are a Dreaming Soul</b></font></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><br /><img src="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/dreaming-soul.jpg</a>&quot;&gt;<br /></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you awy from this world<br />So much so that you tend to live in your head most of the time<br />You have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all...<br />But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult<br><p>You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you.<br />Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses.<br />Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others.<br />Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.</p><p>Souls you are most compatible with: <a href="&lt;a%20href=">Newborn&quot;&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/newbornsoul.html&quot;&gt;Newborn</a> Soul</a>, <a href="&lt;a%20href=">Prophet&quot;&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/prophetsoul.html&quot;&gt;Prophet</a> Soul</a>, and <a href="&lt;a%20href=">Traveler&quot;&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/travelersoul.html&quot;&gt;Traveler</a> Soul</a><br /></p></font></td></tr></table></p><br><div align="center"><br /><a href="&lt;a%20href=">What&quot;&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/kindsoulquiz.html&quot;&gt;What</a> Kind of Soul Are You?</a><br /></div><br /><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-12T06:07:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Crayons]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>There is a little two year old running around the office. His older brother is sitting patiently coloring in the provided coloring books and asking me to help him figure out which Taz or Bugs is different. The two year old's mommy is in the office and every couple of minutes I hear thump thump, squeek as he runs and opens the door. there is a variation to it--thump, thump, thump, yank, squeek as his mother tried shutting the door completely but he opened it. Or there is MOMMY, thump, thump, thump. squeek. I'm having so much fun. But I wish he could sit down for a moment.</p><p>I'm also chuckling because John, when the office got new carpets, wanted to get rid of the crayons and coloring books. Ha.</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-18T11:07:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hello]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So I've been insanely busy. I saw Brandon this weekend, twice. both at varying degrees of dress. That's another guy from mark's class that is so attractive.Still is... But he lacks one thing that I like in a guy--intelligence. Also, he was incredibly moody. And Fluffy growled over him. Now, Tom, another guy from that class, I'm sure he's just gotten better. He was a sweet guy. Had a great body, especially when he wasn't trying to cut weight. I'll always remember &quot;Tawsha, I got a bloody fingwer.&quot; Stupid guy, he almost lost that finger. And if he lost that finger, he wouldn't be doing what he is doing. That's the best conclusion to the story. </p><p>So, I've been doing the top three things all girls like to shop for and I still have to finish the last. Yay. I just have to get into the right frame of mind for it. Yucky. 3. Jeans, 2. Swimsuit, 1. You guessed it. Yucky. about every four months I have to do it and I HATE IT. I HATE IT. Especially since I flucuate. Making them is not an option. and manipulating them isn't but I can't buy made to order ones in the right fit either. ERGH... </p><p>So I have to get back to work. I get to see the cool people tonight. YAY. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-18T12:07:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Soy Latte]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#dabb99"><font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"><b>You Are a Soy Latte</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ead3b8"><center><img src="&lt;a%20href="></center>http://www.quizdiva.net/coffeequiz/soy-latte.jpg"&gt;<center />color="#000000"&gt;<br />At your best, you are: free spirited, down to earth, and relaxed<br><p>At your worst, you are: dogmatic and picky</p><p>You drink coffee when: you need a pick me up, and green tea isn't cutting it</p><p>Your caffeine addiction level: medium</font></p></td></tr></table></p><div align="center"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">What"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/coffeequiz/"&gt;What</a> Kind of Coffee Are You?</a></div><br /><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[asthma]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[my husband]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ren faire]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[part]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great time]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-19T12:07:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Life]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Okay yesterday's moment of stupidity.... Again with dependents</p><p>Son(part time). there were three other children so I doubt it is from the seperation agreement that it is a part time sharing with spouse. How can you have a part time child?</p><p>Last night, Kim called my house and said &quot;I don't know if Tashey would want to but I'm taking her out to dinner.&quot; so my mom answered of course. We went to dinner and to crew and talked until 2330. I saw the fox that lives three doors down many times. and Mozart was barking his head off. At one point, the fox stopped under her car. She might go to the Ren Faire with us on Sunday. YaY. I hope so. It is so great talking with her. I guess I have matured and I'm truly ready for a two sided relationship with those people. Since she is so close, she is going to visit me while at college. She said that she had heard that there is a great zoo. YES... So we'll go to that when she has a block break. I've outgrown my friendship with Brian. He's changed so much and not for the better. Yes, we know it was you with the red lacy scrap. He can be dangerous. I don't trust him. I feel so sorry for JP. He'll end up screwed up and it is his upbringing. I am really glad Brian is not coming to the Ren Faire. That would not be fun, especially since my plans include getting my hair done, a henna tattoo, looking at corsets and getting my fortune told.  I know it isn't my place but... I wish that Brian would stop flirting with Nee.  It is awkward and I don't want that for my friends. Both it is their lives and I have to hope Nee is smart enough not to. Nee thinks I should start a blog with random lists such as... about &quot;fun parties.&quot; Perhaps... very tempting. </p><p>As I stood in church on Sunday, before I had my asthma attack, I thought... I'm breaking the sixth or ninth commandment. Then I realized I don't want him, I want my husband to be like him. This couple both very sweet just had their third child, first daughter. She plays in the choir and he gets to watch over the children. Well, it is so sweet watching him with his daughter. He makes faces and talks to her, he interacts with her, he took her out to be fed and changed. She is a happy baby. Even as he is playing with her, he still had time for his sons. It may sound very pompous of myself but I want children. Perhaps even more than I want a husband. My husband will have to be a good father. That is one thing I'm not budging on. I didn't want him, per se, but I want someone like him for my husband. Does that make sense?</p><p>When we were saying the creed, I started not breathing. I think it was triggered by someone's gardenia perfume. I rushed out of church, crying. It is so scary, especially since I haven't had an asthma attack in so long. I didn't have an inhaler. it took about fifteen minutes just to calm down then I couldn't sing any more so I sat with my dad behind the great father and baby girl. Well, later that day, I got a call from one of the other singers asking if she had offended me. I said no that I had just had an asthma attack. She said oh I didn't know you had asthma. Yep Yeppers. I hate it. It is going to be sooo much fun at school. What I probably should have said was that it was her perfume that triggered it.  but I'm not that mean espicailly with all that has been going on in her life. </p><p>Okay I need to get to work now... bye</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[read or die]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[a good read]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-19T10:07:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tashey's Bookshelf]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Tashey’s Bookshelf </p><p>7 books to change your life </p><p>1. The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien </p><p>2. The Stranger by Albert Camus, Trans. Matthew Ward. </p><p>3. The Motorcycle Diaries by Ernesto “Che” Guevara, Trans. Alexandra Keeble. </p><p>4. The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. </p><p>5. The Firebrand by Marion Zimmer Bradley. </p><p>6. Memoria de mis putas tristes by Gabriel Garcia Marquez </p><p>7. Time Enough For Drums by Ann Rinaldi </p><br><p>Honorable Mentions </p><p>1. Queen of Camelot by Nancy McKenzie. </p><p>2. Remember When by Judith McNaught. </p><p>Why? </p><p>The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien</p><p> Have you ever read a book that as you read it, you know it is changing your life? I am a fast reader but this book took me three months to read. Not because it was a challenge but because I could only emotionally stand it for short periods at a time. I originally purchased the book to give to my brother for Christmas but then I started to read it. In it is apathetic love and conversations about truth and what is real. O’Brien weaves past and present, first person and omniscience. This writing is genius. The first line is “First Lieutenant Jimmy Cross carried letters from a girl named Martha, a junior at Mount Sebastian College in New Jersey. They were not Love letters, but Lieutenant Cross was hoping, so he kept them folded in plastic at the bottom of his rucksack.” I read it now and I want to cry—Cry for Timmy, for Kiowa, for Jimmy, for myself…for Bryan. This book helped me say good-bye to Bryan. Another wonderful book by Tim O’Brien is If I die in a Combat Zone, which is written in a different style yet with nuggets of thought. </p><p>The Stranger by Albert Camus, Trans. Matthew Ward. </p><p>If anything, Matthew Ward is the true genius of the novel through his manipulation of language. This existential novel ends with the protagonist going to be executed. While he is moving towards death with each page, the novel is about life. I find the ending uplifting because he finally starts to live. Read it and find out if you agree with me or not. You’ll find something out about yourself as well. </p><p>The Motorcycle Diaries by Ernesto “Che” Guevara, Trans. Alexandra Keeble. </p><p>As I read this journal, I feel welcomed into the world of this young man trying to find himself. I want to jump on “La ponderosa” and see South America, not as it is today but as the boy called Ernesto saw it. And I can—I can through his words. This is a story of growing up and knowing what one’s destiny can be. I admired the man before; I love the boy and understand the man he became even more. I found a comrade as I step on my own journey. This is a dreamer’s story. Be prepared to unleash your own dreams. </p><p>The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. </p><p>A dystopian novel that puns and alludes, distorts and manipulate. It is about power and language. It scares me; it frees me. I first read this as a freshman in high school, maybe too young to read it but it still impacted me then. Each reading gleans a little more understanding for the reader. I cannot look at tulips the same way. Another good book this one reminds me of is Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. Four hundred and fifty-one degrees: the temperature at which paper burns. Ofglen’s story twists and meanders, showing and hiding the truth, both at the same time. </p><p>The Firebrand by Marion Zimmer Bradley. </p><p>I would love to have Bradley’s gift of taking a myth and then changing our point of view of that myth. Other examples include the fall of Atlantis and King Arthur. This is the story of the Trojan War told from Kassandra’s point of view. Kassandra’s passion for life and its issues emanate into all situations. I find myself finding portions of the book to apply to situations but people don’t understand my quips because they haven’t read it. So read it. If you were impressed by Troy, then read a different point of view. Also read Mists of Avalon even if you don’t approve of accidental incest. Read it if you love Arthur. </p><p>Memoria de mis putas tristes by Gabriel Garcia Marquez </p><p>Read this life-affirming novel about death in its original Spanish. It made it more of a challenge to read but it was more poignant. It was funny how I as an 18 yoa girl connected with this man who fucks a virgin for his 90th birthday. </p><p>Time Enough For Drums by Ann Rinaldi </p><p>Drums on the battlefield, there’s time enough for drums. I grew up with this novel. I grew up as Jemima grew up. When I purchased a new copy because the first split in half on page 124, my family asked if it was my fourth copy of it. I treasure it and it is worth finding many copies of it because the previous is too beat up to read anymore. The love she finds with a man who is eight years and nine months older than her gives me hope. John Reid is the first book character I fell in love with. It presents a different point of view of the Revolutionary War. Even if you are not a teenage girl, I think you can find something in it. </p><p>Honorable Mentions--Queen of Camelot by Nancy McKenzie and Remember When by Judith McNaught. </p><p>If I could find a guy like McKenzie’s representation of Arthur, I’d marry him in a second. It presents the proper pure love relationship between Guinevere and Lancelot. I love it but it isn’t a book for all to read. </p><p>Remember When is a romance novel. The fun drivel that I read when I need to relax. However, I can always hope for a Cole to show up in my life. Judith McNaught was the first romance author that I read—Once and Always—but this is my favorite. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-22T02:07:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stupidity of the Day]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>YaY, stupidity of the day. Of course, it is with the dependents... There was only one child and it states: </p><p>Child #1</p><p>Hah. When is Child #2 due? </p><p>Okay, I took the last two days off from work. I went to the zoo on Wednesday and I saw a 16 minute old giraffe. Ohhhhh. I had fun but I can't wait to go to Henry Doorly... Best Zoo in the Nation.  Yesterday, I had lunch with my grandmother and Dinner with Paddington. This morning I was not depressed but Heart Broken. i know no other way to describe it. So I played a little Queen and wrote some poetry. Guess the song stuck in my head?</p><p>Empty spaces - what are we living for<br />Abandoned places - I guess we know the score<br />On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...<br />Another hero, another mindless crime<br />Behind the curtain, in the pantomime<br />Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore<br />The show must go on<br />The show must go on, yeah<br />Inside my heart is breaking<br />My make-up may be flaking<br />But my smile still stays on<br /><br />Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance<br />Another heartache, another failed romance<br />On and on, does anybody know what we are living for ?<br />I guess I'm learning (I'm learning learning learning)<br />I must be warmer now<br />I'll soon be turning (turning turning turning)<br />Round the corner now<br />Outside the dawn is breaking<br />But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free<br />The show must go on<br />The show must go on, yeah yeah<br />Ooh, inside my heart is breaking<br />My make-up may be flaking<br />But my smile still stays on<br /><br />Yeah yeah, whoa wo oh oh<br /><br />My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies<br />Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die<br />I can fly - my friends<br />The show must go on (go on, go on, go on) yeah yeah<br />The show must go on (go on, go on, go on)<br />I'll face it with a grin<br />I'm never giving in<br />On - with the show<br /><br />Ooh, I'll top the bill, I'll overkill<br />I have to find the will to carry on<br />On with the show<br />On with the show<br />The show - the show must go on<br />Go on, go on, go on, go on, go on<br />Go on, go on, go on, go on, go on<br />Go on, go on, go on, go on, go on<br />Go on, go on, go on, go on, go on<br />Go on, go on<br /><!-- #EndEditable --></p><p>I just... yeah... I'm tired and debating whether to go to Fluffy's eagle. I don't know if I can. I also need to make sure I 'm still going on Sat. because I think I pissed Renee off. So i'll need to apoligize. </p><p>So I need to go to work and Sometime, I'll show my complation of songs...</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fluffy bunnies]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fluffy machete]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fluffy]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-23T11:07:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fluffy]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I really doubt that Fluffy is getting his eagle... He was supposed to have his project today and He turns 18 in five days... That is not enough time to do a project and paper work. I also knew of three other guys with eagle projects today... funny how all of them were closer to that side of 17.  Man... Stupid Fluffy. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-25T11:07:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Married? Staffer? Oh, NO.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>OH GOD. HE WAS MARRIED... AND A STAFFER... and I blue ribboned him... At least I didn't do what Tiff did. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[arm]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sunscreen]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T12:07:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sunscreen, yes.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sunscreen_yes.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So on my fairly red arm... yes, I wore sunscreen and reapplied it several times... I have a weird white spot... at least that is what it looks like to me. but it is really a set of three fingertips, the hand is on the back of my arm. I can only see the tip of the middle finger. So at crew we were puzzling about how I got it."obviously, someone touched your arm with sunscreen on their hand" i had spray on sunscreen. would not have happened by one of the people i was with... "THE HUG." that is how i got it. it is the only way and the only person who touched me there.  Tiff was selling us for hugs and this guy came up and she asked who do you want... he said all of them. Great hug... completely enveloped me. So I have my first semi permanent mark from a guy. Luckily only a sunburn that will turn into a tan. It's better than a hickey. Great story huh? I had great fun. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[smile]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[smile upside down]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fake smile]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T11:07:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Look it's Haikus!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><font face="Arial" size="1">The smile still stays on </font><p>Is it this despair<br />that lets me know I carry<br />a heartbroken air<br /><br />I cry; I’m withdrawn<br />for all others, they don’t know<br />The smile still stays on.<br /><br />Yesterday knew it<br />Why does it feel worse today?<br />Tomorrow hints it.<br /><br />I stare but don’t see <br />I weep but the tears don’t fall<br />Black moods consume me<br /><br />Love has not a chance<br />Why should I look around for<br />another failed romance<br /><br />Inside, rain drops soothe<br />and try to heal my hidden<br />pain ‘til it is smooth<br /><br />Efforts hurt to don<br />I try with a mindless cry<br />The smile still stays on. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T12:07:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It is song lyrics time]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Arial" size="2">Jesus of Suburbia- Green Day</font></p><p>Dearly beloved</p><p>dearly beloved, are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying are we demented? Or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am i retarded? Or am i just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and i stand accused for lack of a better word and that's my best excuse</p><p>Blvd. Of broken drams</p><font face="Arial" size="2"><p>I walk a lonely road The only one I that have ever known Don't know were it goes But its home to me and I walk alone</p><p>I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of broken dreams Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk alone</p><p>I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a...</p><p>My shadows the only one that walks beside me My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone</p><p>Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah</p><p>I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line of the edge And were I walk alone</p><p>Read between the lines of what's Fucked up and every things all right Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive And I walk alone</p><p>I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a...</p><p>My shadows the only one that walks beside me My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I walk alone</p><p>Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah Ahhh Ah Ah-Ah Ah-Ah</p><p>I walk alone I walk a...</p><p>I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of broken dreams Were the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk a..</p><p>My shadows the only one that walks beside me My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me Till then I'll walk alone!</p></font><p>Are We the Waiting</p><p> </p><p>Starry nights city lights coming down over me sky scrapers and stargazers in my head are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown this dirty town was burning down in my dreams lost and found city bound in my dreams and screaming are we we are, are we we are the waiting and screaming are we we are, are we we are the waiting forget me nots and second thoughts live in isolation heads or tails and fairytales in my mind are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown the rage and love, the story of my life the Jesus of suburbia is a lie and screaming are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><b>Never Gonna Give You Up</b> <i>(Stock/Aitken/Waterman)</i><p>We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do IA full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy</p><p>I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand</p><i><p>Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you</p></i><p>We've know each other for so long Your heart's been aching But you're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it</p><p>And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see</p><i><p>Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you</p><p>(Repeat Chorus)</p></i><p>Give you up, give you up Give you up, give you up Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up Never gonna give, Never gonna give, give you up</p><i><p>(Last four lines repeat)</p></i><p>I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand</p><i><p>(Chorus times three)</p></i><br></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T03:07:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Guns of August]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><img src="&lt;A%20href='http://bluepyramid.org/ia/tgoabt.jpg">http://bluepyramid.org/ia/tgoabt.jpg&quot;&gt;&gt;<br /><font face="Georgia, Georgia Ref, Book Antiqua, Garamond" size="5"><br />You're <i>The Guns of August</i>!<br /><br /><font size="4">by Barbara Tuchman</font><br /><br /><i><font size="3">Though you're interested in war, what you really want to know is what<br />causes war. You're out to expose imperialism, militarism, and nationalism for what they<br />really are. Nevertheless, you're always living in the past and have a hard time dealing<br />with what's going on today. You're also far more focused on Europe than anywhere else in<br />the world. A fitting motto for you might be &quot;Guns do kill, but so can<br />diplomats.&quot;</font><br /><br /><font face="Times New Roman" size="2"></font></i><br />Take the <a href="&lt;A%20href='http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm">Book'&gt;http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm&quot;&gt;Book</a> Quiz</a><br />at the <a href="&lt;A%20href='http://bluepyramid.org">Blue'&gt;http://bluepyramid.org&quot;&gt;Blue</a> Pyramid</a>.</font></p><p><font size="2"></font></p><p><font size="2">My entry for April 11, 2004 has the exact same result. Intentional? No. Surprising... Somewhat.  I've read the book. Very interesting. Humor...</font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[honestly]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[entries]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[accidents happen]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T04:07:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[30.827067669172...  ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/30827067669172.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>How did that happen? Honestly. Last I checked it was down to 23% but noooooo... it is 82 times out of 266 entries. so actually it is 83/ 267 so it is 0.31086142322097378277153558052434... 31.1%. Honestly, how did that happen?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[adult]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[thunder storm]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T04:07:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Storm. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/storm.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Have you ever noticed that I get more chatty about random things when it is raining, thundering and lightinging outside? Yeah, right above us. I'm not near windows but flash of light through the closest windows and then thunder. YaY. Not really. Especially since the adult leaders died at Jambo. When the place the men were from wasn't released yet I�im'ed Nee Nee to see if Matt was okay. He is an Adult leader. I did my duty last night in creating Mayham in their household because no one had heard anything yet. Nee said that "It's been four hours since it happened so they would've contacted us by now." </p><p>Please realize it was not BSA's fault. It was truly a freak accident. No bad press to BSA. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[comment]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[comments]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[comment box]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T06:07:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Comments?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/comments.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm a comment whore and it has been ten entries since a comment... Anybody? Any Takers? just a hello will do. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[music]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[plays]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[need my music]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[my music]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[good songs]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T09:07:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I wouldn't mind some more comments but... I'll go to a rant]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_wouldnt_mind_some_more_comments_but_ill_go_to_a_rant.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I actually don't have one... but I could talk about music. Some music is just so inspirational to me. I'm just sick of the no repeat work days. There are no repeats from 9-5 but at 830 John mayer's daughters plays then at 1000 it plays again and then again at 1730. And the songs, you could almost set a watch to it. same songs every single day. There is some good songs but... I'm sick of Elton John's Your Song. Or Mr Piano Man by Billy Joel. Or even AHHHHH... I'm so sick of it. Soft favorites. yeah, they used to be. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[write]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tomorrow]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T11:07:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Oh well.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/oh_well.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "times mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa">I tried to write 10 different entries today but… I think it is tomorrow. Oh well, because it is only about 2130 here.</span></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[politically correct]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[wait]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T11:07:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[WTF?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/wtf.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Wait it is showing the correct time. WTF?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ten commandments]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[pita ten]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ten]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[top ten]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-26T11:07:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I did it. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_did_it.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I made it! ten entries in one day. abate really random ones. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[new things]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[things i love]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-27T12:07:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[7... It is archetypal. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/7_it_is_archetypal.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Stole this from <a class="msuser" href="http://jazbeck.mindsay.com/">jazbeck</a> who nabbed it from <a class="msuser" href="http://lankylizards.mindsay.com/"><font color="#000000">lankylizards</font></a> who ... from... who... from and so on...</p><p>I just like it because it is seven and seven is the best archetypal number. Case and Point: 5/2<strong><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">7</font></strong> (those other numbers are also archetypal) and 28 my lucky number. </p><p> </p><p>SEVEN THINGS IN YOUR ROOM: <br />1. My Rat--Aragorn &quot;Baby&quot;<br />2. A rocking chair--it even squeeks<br />3. A book case that is half empty-- it used to be full but I fall asleep reading and don't replace the books... I'm just lazy.<br />4. My collection of religious paraphernalia-- A conformation plaque handmade by nuns, a conformation plaque from Paddington, a Joan of Arc, three rosaries. </p><p>5. Stuffed animals--penguins<br />6. my black and white portrait collage<br />7. fairy wings<br /><br />TOP SEVEN THINGS YOU SAY MOST: <br />1. Um<br />2. EYE Heart You. <br />3. maybe <br />4. Grammar, people, it seperates man from idiots.  <br />5. yeah<br />6. love<br />7. books <br /><br />SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT: <br />1. books<br />2. friends <br />3. family<br />4. music <br />5. movies<br />6. love<br />7. education<br /><br />SEVEN THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: <br />1. Have children <br />2. Travel to the seven continents and many islands<br />3. Meet my love<br />4. Make a difference<br />5. Read the three musketeers in French<br />6. Meet a famous person that made a difference in my life. <br />7. Teach people how to read<br /><br />SEVEN OTHER THINGS: <br />Do You: <br />1. Believe in God? Yes<br /><br />2. Had a dream come true? Distorted, yes<br /><br />3. Read the newspaper? Well, Duh.<br /><br />4. Pray? Yes.<br /><br />5. Have a job? yes<br /><br />6. Attend church? Yes &quot;I'd be a mass right now&quot; &quot;You bad child&quot; &quot;It's okay, I went last night.&quot;<br /><br />7. Wish on shooting stars? Yes<br /><br /><br />Have you ever: <br />1. Gone skinny dipping? no<br /><br />2. Had surgery? Yes<br /><br />3. Swam in the dark? yes <br /><br />4. Been to a Bonfire? Big ones too<br /><br />5. Ran away from home? when I was like five and got to the end of the block. <br /><br />6. Played strip poker? I want to.<br /><br />7. Pulled an all nighter? Even Christine did this year.  <br /><br /><br />SEVEN THINGS IN THE LAST 24 HOURS: <br />Have you... <br />1. Cried? I've watered--contacts.<br /><br />2. Sang? When I felt moved<br /><br />3. Been kissed? Dreamed about it. <br /><br />4. Felt stupid? Yes<br /><br />5. Talked to an ex? I don't have an Ex. <br /><br />6. Missed someone? Yeah, Too much...<br /><br />7. Hugged someone? yep</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[movie]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[kevin bacon]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-27T06:07:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Movie Game]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So We are playing the movie game in the office. The sec is trying to stump me. Her first movie was <p>Pirates of the Caribbean. I said give me two minutes but then My dad and I had to drop off my car to get the burned out headlight fixed so she said think about it over lunch. I walked out the door, got to my car and came back. I was like "You’ve got to give me a harder one"</p><p>POTC,</p><p>Orlando Bloom</p><p>LOTR</p><p>Viggo Mortensen</p><p>GI Jane</p><p>Demi Moore</p><p>A Few Good Men</p><p>Kevin Bacon</p><p>Now her hardest one has been Mildred Pierce. She asked do you know who is in that movie? I said no. She said Joan Crawford... BOOYA.</p><p>Mildred Pierce</p><p>Joan Crawford</p><p>Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?</p><p>Bette Davis</p><p>Death on the Nile</p><p>Angela Lansbury</p><p>Beauty and the Beast</p><p>Jerry Orbach</p><p>Dirty Dancing</p><p>Patrick Swayze </p><p>The Outsiders or (Ghost)      or (The Outsiders) </p><p>Tom Cruise     Demi Moore   Matt Dillion</p><p>A Few Good Men AFGM     Wild Things.</p><p>Kevin Bacon</p><br><p>God, I'm having fun. Even the DHL guy was impressed. Yummy.</p><p>She's even limited the rules now. No TV shows (which made Gone with the wind a challenge) and no directors. But I"m having fun. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-28T02:07:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Happy Birthday Fluffy]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday Fluffy. I hope you enjoy not having your eagle. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[my style]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[style of love]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-28T07:07:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Icons]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/icons.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"><tr><th bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#dddd88">What Icons are for you?(Thank you for #1!! Please check out my other Memes!!) by <a href="http://www.sugar-craze.net/"><font color="#dddd88">ladyallie</font></a></font></th></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Username</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Favourite Colour</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"></span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Sex</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000">MaleFemaleYES PLEASE!UndecidedBothNeither</span></td></tr><tr><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#333333"><span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Your Love icon is...</span></td><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"><img src="&lt;a%20href="></span></td></tr><tr>&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/love5.png&quot;&gt;</span></td></ /></></tr><tr>&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;<span style="COLOR: #ffffff">Your Sad Icon is...</span></td></ /></><td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; 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BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" bgcolor="#ddddaa"><span style="COLOR: #000000"><img src="&lt;a%20href="></span></td></tr><tr>&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/sidrakollers/sexy.jpg&quot;&gt;</span></td></ /></></tr><tr>&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;</td></ /></></tr><tr><td align="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="2"><font color="#ffffff" size="-1"><a href="http://memegen.net/"><font color="#dddd88">Quiz created with MemeGen</font></a>!</font></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-07-29T12:07:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Darn it a shorter path]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/darn_it_a_shorter_path.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>This is what is is originally...</p><p>Mildred Pierce </p><p>Joan Crawford </p><p>Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? </p><p>Bette Davis</p><p> Death on the Nile</p><p> Angela Lansbury</p><p> Beauty and the Beast</p><p> Jerry Orbach</p><p> Dirty Dancing</p><p> Patrick Swayze </p><p>The Outsiders or (Ghost) or (The Outsiders) </p><p>Tom Cruise Demi Moore Matt Dillion </p><p>A Few Good Men AFGM Wild Things. </p><p>Kevin Bacon </p><p>New path:</p><p>Mildred Pierce</p><p>Joan Crawford</p><p>Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?</p><p>Bette Davis</p><p>Death on the Nile</p><p>Angela Lansbury</p><p>Anastasia</p><p>Meg Ryan</p><p>Sleepless in Seattle</p><p>Tom Hanks</p><p>Apollo 13</p><p>Kevin Bacon</p><p>Okay it is the same length but i'll find a way...</p><p>Give me a suggestion for an obscure movie. It's fun. </p><p>My parents have been giving me fun ones:</p><p>The wizard of oz, citizen kane, reds, adam's rib, high noon 1952, stand and deliver.</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[check]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-29T01:07:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Inflamation!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/inflamation.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm doing a good job of inflaming others in the past week... Let's see... Abortion check. Patriotism Check. What else can I do?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[car accident]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[auto accident]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-29T10:07:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A Plea to Accident Witnesses]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/a_plea_to_accident_witnesses.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">PLEASE STOP AND BE A WITNESS when one sees an accident, especially when a teen is involved. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">I was in a car accident today and I got screwed because I am a teen. However, there was a witnessed who stopped to see we were okay but I wasn’t in the frame of mind to find out what he saw and he left. There were also two runners who wanted to cross the street. I have two things to be thankful for. Thank you for being on the yearbook staff and knowing who the kid was and how to spell his name and for Eric’s crush on him that made me memorize his face. He did not see a turn signal and he also didn’t see her brake lights at the moment that I almost missed her. So I might not get the four points. </p><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: " times new roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: 'times roman'; mso-ansi-language: en-us; mso-fareast-language: mso-bidi-language: ar-sa">However, this experience has made me want to make this emphatic plea. If you see an accident, please stop and give your name if you cannot stay or stay and talk to the police. </span></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[angry]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[car accident]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-07-29T11:07:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Angry car accident]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/angry_car_accident.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am now very angry. Angry at the woman who tried to make a u-turn at a T intersection (if she was turning left, she would have driven into someone's backyard). The witnesses who left. He saw that her turn signal wasn't on, nor her brake lights when I started to swerve. I am not admitting guilt. I am not paying the ticket. I want to go to court. but I can't because it is on my first day of class in OMAHA. Hopefully, it will be moved up and I won't have four fricken points. What drives me crazy is she probably won't get a ticket. Hopefully, she will have learned to 1. not make a turn without a turnlane into a t-intersection, 2. use her turn signal, 3. Use her brake lights and be thankful that she screwed me over. I almost missed her. If it hadn't been for the curve in the road, I would have missed her. I get the ticket because she was making a stupid turn. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-20T11:08:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm here!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341405</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm here. My roommate is great. My room is put together. We are being forced to do many activities so i'm skipping one to update...I'm so blessed. I feel wonderful. I ran into Chaz, a girl who graduated a year a head of me, at Best Buy. It was freaky. It is 1045 which is weird but i might go to sleep once i put everyting on my new computer. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[chad]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great guy]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[boy scout lane]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[seminar]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[rapist]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-22T09:08:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm here]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_here.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>What do you do when a guy on your second day of college insists he is not a rapist? Believe him of course. Because he was only playing one in a skit for Froshes. Our freshman seminar leader played Chad the rapist in the skit and as we were teasing him about being Chad, he yelled out I am not a rapist. It was still fun but he doesn't even look like chad anymore because he shaved his head like immediatly afterward. Ah joys<br />There is a guy with great eyes in my seminar and there is a great guy who is a boy scout in my seminar. I'm having fun talking to the scout. He talks to me. He actually talks to me... Step one done in finding a boyfriend or a boy friend as the case may be. there are amazingly hot guys. Soccer players. Yummy. I'm going to the soccer games now... Lol. I'll see you later. I'm building a house today and last night I started my draft for my romance novel... YaY. <br />
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[laughing]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[graceful]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[building]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-22T09:08:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Grace me? I was born on a tuesday.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/grace_me_i_was_born_on_a_tuesday.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Building the house I had such a graceful fall. it was beautiful. I was carrying some siding to the sawhorses and this kid reached down between them right behind me. I yelled watch out. got the box on the sawhorse, and tripped backwards. I fell to the ground my feet flying and the most graceful part--I bounced. everyone was like are you okay and I was just laughing. so tonight at dinner we were talking about our experience and i said the best part was my graceful fall. and everyone was laughing at least those who saw it. scott said that he wanted to laugh but not until he knew i was okay and then he still was afraid. I said go ahead and so everyone laughed. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[jordan]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[nice day]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[nice guys]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[i love danny]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[newsies]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-23T02:08:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm the king of new york. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_the_king_of_new_york.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today was a good guys day. Josh is josh, Don is nice. Scott... probably unavaliable. So I went to the dance on the patio and had fun. I met two guys Jordan and Danny. Oh wow one is a cutie and the other is really nice. They both will be virgins and refrain from kissing until marriage. I love catholic boys wait good catholic boys. We got tired of the dance so Jordan offered us his movie collection and Danny offered his tv. Big screen in the lounge of his floor. we went  up with jordan and watched sports for a while. A what movie do girls watch with a bunch of guys? Newsies. I converted people. they love it and people kept on coming by and saying oh I love newsies. Yah we do.  I sat next to Jack from La who has beautiful long brown hair and he is a hugger so I got hugged. We left and I just arrived because the time was ending when we could stay and most of the girls were walking back. So Jack is a great hugger and really nice guy-- theatre major and so not gay. Jordan nice guy but Danny smells the best and he is six two. Yay. goodnight. good night. For a dreamer, night's the only time of day. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[i need to get earplugs]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-23T09:08:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Earplugs]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/earplugs.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I need to get earplugs. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[lip syncing]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-25T08:08:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Who you gonna call?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/who_you_gonna_call.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Lip syncing can be bad especially when you practiced with a five minute song instead of the one minute one they play. <br /><br />
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[speech]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-25T05:08:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sing to the tune of Joy to the World. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sing_to_the_tune_of_joy_to_the_world.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Joy to the world! I lost my voice. I sound like a pubesant boy. I hope I get it back soon. I really do. Speech class will be fun. Speech class will be fun. Speech class WILL be fun with no voice. <br /><br />
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-26T10:08:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Accent?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/accent.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>We lost... both games. So many people are going to the frat house for a party to commisterate. I was talking about the spork story and I said North Dakota like how I say it... with a north dakotaian accent. he asked if I was making fun of his accent. I said no my family is from... He knew where it was. Their high school mascot. Isn't that sad? 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dreams]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[following your dreams]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sensual dreams]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fun night]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-27T02:08:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sensual dreams... So much fun...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sensual_dreams_so_much_fun.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yes, last night started the sensual dreams. For you all who don't know
me, I end up with dreams that usually dictate a course of action. It usually fixtates on someone. For example, the one last night was on teh guy I am currently looking at. So... On to the dream.<br />"I was eating lunch at Brandie's (TJ's term) with a bunch of people from all the different groups I am involved in-- Sarah, Dinah, Amanda, Rachel-- when I see him. he was leaving from lunch. I decided I didn't want to be a chicken shit any more. I go up and say his name, when he turned around, I just kissed him and then just walked away, kind of smirking. I didn't sit back down up I stood by the balcony that is by the exit. when he was actually right by the door, he looks up and says " do you want to go to dinner or something sometime?" I just smiled and nodded." End of dream. <br />Some of it was a warning, i believe. each of the girls i was eating with represents something to me. I'm just not certain Like Dinah, i think would be friendship, whereas Rachel is intelligence and Amanda would be the aesthe. Are those things I should avoid or look for?  I know I shouldn't be a chicken shit but... cie la vie that is me. and what he says... basically what Laur. told me to do and what I said to josh. The symbolizism of the balcony--elevation, superiority, I want to be on the pedestial... <br />too bad it won't ever happen in life. <br /><br /> 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pain]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-27T02:08:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Phoenix]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/phoenix.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">
How can I describe my pain?</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">You would never understand it.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">How can I avoid my hurt?</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The consuming flame is now lit.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I will rise up like a phoenix.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I will overcome my pain</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And be reborn with freedom.</span><br style="font-weight: bold;" /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Where I once laid, only ashes remain.</span><br /><br />My tears will heal these battle scars<br />My eyes will catch with living fire.<br />With resolution, I forge my path.<br />I'll never give in; I'll never tire.<br /><br />I'll find truth where there was once only lies<br />And seek my destiny with an open heart.<br />I'll weave a future so bright and strong<br />That none will tear it apart.<br /><br />With wings of light, I'll guide the lost,<br />the broken-hearted and afraid.<br />I'll lift up those left behind<br />To see a better, brighter day.<br />
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[time to change]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-27T05:08:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Time of the Phoenix]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/time_of_the_phoenix.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Revolution sparkles in the air
The justice of the corrupt wear down
The rich feathers of the phoenix.
I search for a new visionary to crown.

The consuming flames sear the past
Closing that chapter of life’s suffering.
Burning, I help humanity but ready 
For change within my own learning.

Each time I return, start anew, 
The plumage of my emotions changes
Red and gold flames once clad my skin.
Now icy blue tears freeze to scavenge all ranges.

Cleansing and staining
My red flamed feathered skin
Signal my impending morphose
I mature and youthen without an age.

Today, my icy feathers frighten off.
The sharp edges keep all away,
Hiding my passion filled heart
Time to find my sensual side the way.

The past is gone, the future; bright.
I pray for a guide to protect me
When I am fragile emerging 
From the past, the ashy debris. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[the princess bride]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fun night]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fun people]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-28T08:08:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Um... Yeah]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/um_yeah.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>The foam party was cancelled last night and there was a regular dance insted which was not fun. Every dance/party/whatever has played one song in particular--Save a Horse. Ride a cowboy-- With the playing of that song I realized that I am not as bad of dancer as some other people. The fun part was wataching the yellow shirts. However, I left after half an hour. Saw Marie's new peircing and watched The princess bride. i need more movies. However, my hair was cute and that was great. I need to find a guy who would actually be interested in me. Josh is soo interested in Claire it is hilarious. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-28T09:08:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[FIRE]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341419</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>We also  had a fire alarm last night. My entire floor went down nine flights of stairs and then back inside and up the elevator.  False alarm. A trickstar... great trick huh? at least I have learned from that which was the high school fire... grab keys and phone. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-28T11:08:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bleh]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/bleh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Bleh.  I just want to talk with people. but I"ve been up for three hours and no one is up. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-28T01:08:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Um... Scary?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/um_scary.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>It is so weird. I am acutely aware of someone. As an example, eating breakfast this morning. I knew he wasn't there when we got there. as we were finished eating, I knew he was there. I looked up and there he was. I shouldn't be this aware of him. I shouldn't. This can't be good. At the carnival yesterday, I knew exactly where he was and when he left it. Freaky weird. This kind of scares me. Is it scary?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[level]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-28T02:08:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Purgatory]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/purgatory.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><b>The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to <i>Purgatory!</i></b><br>Here is how you matched up against all the levels:<br><table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"><tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"><th><b>Level</b></th><th><b>Score</b></th></tr><tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Purgatory</a></b> (Repenting Believers)</td><td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Very High</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 1 - Limbo</a></b> (Virtuous Non-Believers)</td><td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>High</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 2</a></b> (Lustful)</td><td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 3</a></b> (Gluttonous)</td><td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>High</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 4</a></b> (Prodigal and Avaricious)</td><td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 5</a></b> (Wrathful and Gloomy)</td><td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 6 - The City of Dis</a></b> (Heretics)</td><td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Very Low</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 7</a></b> (Violent)</td><td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>High</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 8- the Malebolge</a></b> (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)</td><td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Moderate</b></td></tr><tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"><td style="padding: 4px;"><b><a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;">Level 9 - Cocytus</a></b> (Treacherous)</td><td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"><b>Very Low</b></td></tr></table><br><b>Take the <a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv">Dante's Inferno Hell Test</a></b></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-28T06:08:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The Orgin of the Spork List]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/the_orgin_of_the_spork_list.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>

In the beginning there were men. Then there was a rather large explosion and they all became mindless ass holes, thinking with the head between their legs and not the one on their shoulders. This is a bad thing.

Fast Forward Thousands of Years.....It is the year 2003. Two young women and their chaperones are traveling to Canada with their fellow Boy Scouts. Yes, there are women boy scouts, so keep reading. We have stopped in Fargo, North Dakota because the men folk are hungry (they always are, aren't they?) They are craving worse than a pregnant woman....They want TOXIC HELL (Taco Bell).

So we have congregated in said Taco Bell and the men folk are stuffing their faces with insane amounts of nuked tacos. Except for one. World, I give you Chris B. He is young and naive and has not yet figured out what 'that look' means. The universal look that says "Would you please go away, your speaking is getting on my nerves." And so he continued his incessant ramblings.

Tasha is irked. Tasha looks around for inspiration, a weapon, a sedative. Inspiration strikes.

"If you don't shut up, we're going to castrate you with this plastic spork."

An philosophy is born....Chris shuts up.

We find that this is a good threat. Chris is terrified that we will take his balls with our wonderful plastic implements of death. We use this on Chris for the rest of our two week trip and well into the next few years.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[college food]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[good food]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-29T08:08:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[College Food]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/college_food.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>When you think of dorm food, consider yourself fortunate.
     It is just something we have to do—complain about the dorm food. Even if the food isn’t actually bad. For example, I’ve been at school for nearly two weeks and all I have heard was “When there are no chances of parents being here, the food downgrades to average.” It has been—the garden pizza, oh la la—very good. However, there is repetitive. We have rescue foods—grilled cheese. There every meal. Breakfast foods I have no expertise. I’m up early enough but I go to my work study instead. Now, we also have meal exchange—blimpie’s or other foods. Good choices but we can only do it for dinner. Java Jay, a coffee shop, is another viable choice. During lunch, we have grab and go’s, usually lunch and salads. Good food. 
    Now there are other examples of not so good food, which makes me grateful for my food. 
    Mines, listed last on national surveys of food, has been improved or as my brother would say “it is better than when I was a freshman.” They actually have fresh food, so that is better.
    A little school in Iowa that I did a college visit at. I am not a picky eater. I would only eat two things there and a girl told me, after I ate there, “yeah, the food. I’ve gotten food poisoning there four times.”(This was in the fall of her freshman year). Not a good thing. 
    Now the coup de grace, CU, Alfred Packard Dining Hall. For all of you who don’t know who this man was, I’ll tell you. He didn’t contribute to the world of science nor politics nor anything. All he ever contributed was a blurb in our history that usually is not mentioned in 8th grade local history. All he ever did was eat people. Yes, there is a dining hall in Colorado named after the first Cannibal. 
     Could you eat there tonight? I'll stick with my grilled cheese.
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-29T10:08:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Joy to the Twinkies, FLP rules. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/joy_to_the_twinkies_flp_rules.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Joy to the Twinkies, FLP rules. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[make me wanna]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[i wanna know]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[i wanna go]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-29T11:08:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lala]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/lala.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You make me wanna la la
in the kitchen on the floor
I'll be a french maid
When I meet you at the door
I'm like an alley cat
Drink the milk up, I want more
You make me wanna
You make me wanna scream


I'm way too hyper right now. Way too hyper. Did someone slip me something? Could they have slipped me something? Nope. Dorm food and that is all. I didn't even eat the Twinkie.
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[class]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ phone]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[minutes]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[new phone]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[phone number]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dorm room]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-30T01:08:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Phone]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/phone.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Creepy. I got let out of my first class early so I had an hour to get to my next class instead of ten minutes. I wrote a letter for a while then proceeded up to my dorm room for some reason. I felt like I had to. I was here for two minutes when there was a knock on my door. I opened it up and this guy said, "You are here." I was like yes. "I'm the person who is fixing your phone." Okay... "I just need to grab something real quick." He comes into my dorm room and takes something from the phone jack. By this time, I have fifteen minutes before my class so I have to leave. I just came back from my class and Kara was like this is kind of creepy, there was a note on our floor that said, "I fixed your phone. Your number is..." yeah... freaky. all of our stuff is here at least... But now our phone is working. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-30T02:08:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dear Bryan]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/dear_bryan.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>30 August 2005

Dear Bryan,
	With great relief, I write this letter. To me, now, you are just another person—another person who I care about but in no extreme manner.
	I will continually pray for you and wonder if you are okay but I doubt that it will be in the same obsessive manner I have in years past. As of this moment, you are a book of my life that is concluded. This point in my life is a new volume. 
	For my friend, Bryan, who is on his second tour of Iraq, I pray. I pray that he may survive without too much damage to his soul. Lord, hear our prayer.
	Love always,
		Tasha

P.S. If you ever show up in Omaha, see me and I’ll present to you an Omaha only I could. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-30T09:08:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[36 entries since I last mentioned him. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/36_entries_since_i_last_mentioned_him.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>91/312=0.29166666666666666666666666666667
36 entries since I last mentioned him. 
actually 92/313 0.29392971246006389776357827476038... It's been good. I'm so hyper. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-30T10:08:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lala]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341434</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Lala...
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[find]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[glad]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[find me]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[find it]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-30T11:08:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[21 statements]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/21_statements.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>21 Statement… 21 statements you would never actually say to the person. Guess who I’m speaking to…

1.	I never can find the words to say to you when I’m around you. I want to ask about your daily life or if you’ve found God but I don’t want to bring you down on your limited days of fun. 

2.	How could you be so stupid? I know you are incredibly intelligent but even stupid people know how to put on a condom. Maybe even better because they can realize that STDs and pregnancy can happen to them.  Next time you are thinking about having sex, think… Am I ready to father another child? Do that because I doubt other parents will be as forgiving as hers have been. 

3.	I like talking to you. You mean well but we just don’t operate along the same lines. We don’t have the same values. I thank you for helping me; for being present for me. I just think it is time for me to move on. 

4.	You are like my closest buddy ever. What would I do without your humorous slants to all my escapades? You’ve given me quite a bit and there is no way I can repay you. I trust you with my life. Just lay off the alcohol. 

5.	I’m glad I had you around. However, you are a negative personality. Dragging people down. I know you can achieve so much so why don’t you? I want you to find your path. I want to find my path and I know that they will probably diverge but thank you. 

6.	I love you. I’ve told you that before but I do. You were my soul mate of friends. I worry about you like you were family. I still want to check up on you and try to brighten your day. I can’t tell you how depressed I was when I was worried about you for so long. Just believe in the rays of sunshine. You are a wonderful gentle soul. Even if you want to lose contact with me, I’ll find you—through your parents if need be. 

7.	I never realized how selfish I was around you. I need to listen to you more. It is just that when I’m insecure, I talk about myself. Hell, I talk out all of my problems. My brother even tunes me out. We just need to balance and you need to talk to me.

8.	I feel connected to you. I feel that you are the yang to my yin or yin to my yang. I don’t know which is male and female. I mean I actually see your faults blatantly. I’m getting my courage. I’ll make my move someday. Just watch out for it.

9.	I get more irritated with you than any other person that I still consider my friend. I guess we are more like siblings. My priorities are different. I may joke about sex, love and kissing but I can bide my time. You should learn that there is a difference between relationships and dating. Not every guy who has danger in him is a good choice and not every nice guy isn’t worth the trouble. Find who you like not who your father would disprove of. 

10.	I’m glad you can bounce back. I’m glad that after two years, we still have a running joke that many know. Getting to know you over email is so much easier than face to face. You aren’t stupid. Realize that you don’t always have to be the fool for people to like you. 

11.	Things happen. I’m glad I met you. I’m glad that I have you. I’m glad that I can tease you and you are pretty much okay with it. I’m glad I don’t have an interest in you. I wish I could have set you up with my friend. It would have been perfect. 

12.	My source of gossip, I love you. No one else can counsel like you can. I don’t think many people know me as well as you do. Sometimes you should talk as well. Or more than you do. 

13.	I hope I can have a better more mature relationship with you. I want you to visit me. I really do. I want to get to know how you are and I think I can handle it better now that I’m older. You rock and are such an individual. 

14.	Reptile, I don’t tell you stuff. I don’t want you to know. When I find a boyfriend, you will know about him probably after the wedding. If it had been almost anyone else, I might have been flattered but with you… NO.

15.	You grew up to what I expected of you. Don’t ever change. You are a quiet, 
gentle soul. You are so Christ-filled. I feel calm when I am in contact with you. I’m sorry that I haven’t been the best but I treasure each memento I have from you. I love you and always will.

16.	You are pretty cool. I am so relieve it is you instead of the others. I know someday you might get drunk but I think that will be okay because you are smart enough. Sometimes, I feel a bit insecure around you because you seem so together—especially socially—but then you show me your insecure side and I can calm. You are beautiful. I’m jealous of you.

17.	I remember skipping down campus arm and arm with you. You are a wacky soul but I trust you. I wish we could talk more. You are more like a sibling. Almost a younger one. Wait, you are. Younger than me that is. Be yourself. Wear your hat and be proud.

18.	I admire you. I thank God for you because without you, I don’t know how I would have survived. You provided me with a refuge. Some days, I didn’t understand you but when I spoke with you, I felt like an adult and you treated me as such. Thank you. 

19.	I don’t tell you everything. I don’t know how. I’d be scared to but I know that you would usually respect my choices. Sometimes there are others who fill the need better. Maybe someday.

20.	I felt like you tried to get to know me this summer. I feel like I got to know you. Maybe it was the change in status/relationship but it was nice. 

21.	I miss you. Even more I think here than at home. Although I also feel more connected. I’m so glad you are not here though. I couldn’t handle it because this is a time for me to develop the final aspects of my adult personality. I can’t stay in that same role. It is time for me to fly. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-08-30T11:08:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quote of the day.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/quote_of_the_day.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>NEE: maybe you're supposed to know where he is cuz he's a creep....or maybe because you're supposed to shack up with him and have hot passionate monkey sex.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[squirrels]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-31T06:08:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I heart CU squirrels!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_heart_cu_squirrels.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>        We have the funniest, friendliest, zaniest, all in all, best squirrels ever here at my campus. I am sitting on a bench exchanging looks with this one. She is trying to say “aren’t you going to feed me?” I would feed her if I had anything but I don’t. She would actually eat out of my hand if I let her. I think she’s going to win this staring contest.
	There is a rumor that I was told about the squirrels but I sort of thought it was just something that upper classmen told freshman but today, I heard the secretary in the office I work at refer to it as well. Maybe it is not a rumor. The rumor? Father Schlegal, the president of the college, imports friendly (and rabies free) squirrels to our campus. It would make sense, though, that our campus would have no natural squirrels because to one side is a highway, another side the on ramp to said highway and on the other two sides? No trees—there is a McDonalds though. Anyways, the squirrels are all pretty young—no fat ones yet.
	One squirrel has a favorite tree to lounge in. The tree is by The Bean so the branch he likes to lay on is at eyelevel. He’ll just sit there propping up his head with his back legs to either side of the branch.
	For some reason, all grass areas are partially enclosed by a plastic fence. I suspect it is to keep students from cutting across the grass. Well, squirrels like to chase each other. These two squirrels were fighting over this one big tree. All of the sudden, the squirrel being chased decided it would be better to cross the walkway into the flower bed by the bean. He makes a couple more circles, gaining speed, then he makes a go for it—Whack, right into the fence. He stumbled around, his first steps wobbly, looking like he was going “Whoa, something isn’t right.” I swear we could hear the chaser laughing. We had to join in the laughing. I mean it’s not like none of us would do such a thing. 
	Now, love is in the air, every where you look around… squirrels are copulating. We actually have polite squirrels! Without decency though. If they are mating in the middle of the mall and you walking by them, they’ll move to the grass, almost still holding hands and then continue pounding each other. It should be done in the spring but we, of course, have young squirrels and like teenagers, they go at it at all times.
	On the current invention of facebook.com, there are clubs that students can join—“I heart CU squirrels is one example. On this public forum, people share stories about the many squirrels like the one outside the HC or express a desire for pictures of these loveable rodents. The picture that currently graces the site is of a squirrel who was trying to decide if the camera is edible.
	Now I do have a collection of squirrel pictures from places I’ve visited but no squirrels pose quite like these do. You may feel that your school squirrels are better but I’ve only been here for two weeks and I know ours are the best. And yes, I do heart CU Squirrels. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[shorts]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[wear]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[athletic]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-31T06:08:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cleanliness is next to Godliness]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/cleanliness_is_next_to_godliness.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Pet Peeves. We all have them. Mine today?—Variety in dress.
	Yes, men, there is more to wear than just shorts.
	As a quick list of just what I see in class, there are…
	1.	Shorts
	2.	Cargos
	3.	Jeans
	4.	Athletic pants
	5.	Athletic shorts
	6.	Slacks
	7.	Pants
	8.	Khakis
        9.      Pajama pants
	And this is not going into the subsets of each category.
	You don’t need to go with the flow, honestly. And if your wardrobe consists of only athletic shorts, please have more than one color. I don’t want to wonder if you have been wearing the same shorts for the week. Especially when you have to wear a t-shirt to identify you as a part of something. The freshman seminar guides had to wear goldenrod T-shirts for the week. Most had two shirts and did laundry often but this one guy wore the same color shorts with his t-shirt. He has at least two different pairs though—the white accents vary (don’t ask how I know this)—but the question always remained; was he wearing the same pair of shorts as yesterday or the entire week?
	I’ve been here 13 days; I have seen him not wear blue athletic shorts ONCE! That is all. I really hope he does laundry often. I also hope he wears his cargo shorts more often as well because he was HoT! And variety is nice.
	So, guys, females are trained to think cleanliness is next to godliness. When we start to wonder about your cleanliness, where does that put you on the scale? If you want a girl or at least impress her friends (girls tell each other everything), incorporate different parts of apparel into your wardrobe.
	Please. That means you, Blue shorts. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[going on walks]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fun yesterday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sing a song]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[seminar]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-31T08:08:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Songs never to sing when someone walks by your open door…]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/songs_never_to_sing_when_someone_walks_by_your_open_door.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>	Number one song not to sing —Take my breath away by Berlin. Yes, the one in Top Gun…During the sex scene.
	As we all know, Tasha has a crush. Just a little one. Her embarrassing moment of the day yesterday was when she was studying in her room before seminar, in fact two hours before seminar. 
	When she studies, she plays music. Yesterday, she was in a Top Gun frame of mind. She was playing the entire CD. He walks by right when she gets to the refrain and no, she is not singing that quietly. Take My BREATHE Aw… Hi.” Embarrassment. Especially since I wanted him to…

Any ways… I’m having fun on this front. I’m doing writing excercises just to have fun so you’ll be seeing them pop up. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[quote]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-08-31T11:08:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quote of the day]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341441</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Quote of the day:
NEE:  we were at the end of our meeting and one of our girls got a phone call and the next thing we here out of her mouth is "I don't know how big his is. so of course we took it dirty.....and then she said that that really was what she was talking about!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-01T10:09:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Call to Community]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/call_to_community.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>With all the confusion after the storm, many of us have forgotten the lives of students that have been disrupted. We know that Loyola University is actually okay. No major damage to the property. However, since New Orleans is out of commission, so is the school? Could you image being a freshman, just moved into your dorm and everything is gone? Or how about a senior, graduating at semester with a job lined up for spring? What do you do? You get sent all over the nation to different Jesuit Universities. I am glad I am a part of such a community. We are welcoming 34 students in the next three days to our school. I wish we could do more. I bet we will get more as time moves on. I now wonder what will happen to the non-Jesuit school students, since I know that all the universities pulled together.  On my floor, two girls raised $1000—yes, there are three zeros—today, after class, by selling ice cream that was donated by the student center. What we could do as a community. I would not have been happy at a public school because there would not have been this focus on community—Men and Women for and with Others, Forming and Educating Agents for Change.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[when september ends]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-02T12:09:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Wake Me Up When September Ends]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/wake_me_up_when_september_ends.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Wake Me Up When September Ends

Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

Like my fathers come to pass,
Seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.

Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

Ring out the bells again.
Like we did when spring began.
Wake me up when September ends.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rest,
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.

Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

Like my fathers come to pass.
Twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.[x3]

-Green Day, American Idiot</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[interpretation]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-02T03:09:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Postmodernist]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"><tr><td> You scored as <b>Postmodernist</b>. Postmodernism is the belief in complete open interpretation. You see the universe as a collection of information with varying ways of putting it together. There is no absolute truth for you; even the most hardened facts are open to interpretation. Meaning relies on context and even the language you use to describe things should be subject to analysis.<br><br></td></tr></table><br><a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=23320">What is Your World View? (updated)</a><br><font face="Arial" size="1">created with <a href="http://quizfarm.com">QuizFarm.com</a></font></table>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-02T03:09:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Postmodernist]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"><tr><td> You scored as <b>Postmodernist</b>. Postmodernism is the belief in complete open interpretation. You see the universe as a collection of information with varying ways of putting it together. There is no absolute truth for you; even the most hardened facts are open to interpretation. Meaning relies on context and even the language you use to describe things should be subject to analysis.<br><br></td></tr></table><br><a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=23320">What is Your World View? (updated)</a><br><font face="Arial" size="1">created with <a href="http://quizfarm.com">QuizFarm.com</a></font></table>http://www.mindsay.com/edit.mws
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<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"><tr><td><table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Postmodernist</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">94%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Idealist</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">69%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Cultural Creative</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">69%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Modernist</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">56%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Romanticist</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">56%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Fundamentalist</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">50%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Existentialist</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">38%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Materialist</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="6" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">6%</font></td></tr></td></tr></table><br><a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=23320">What is Your World View? (updated)</a><br><font face="Arial" size="1">created with <a href="http://quizfarm.com">QuizFarm.com</a></font></table></p>
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  <category><![CDATA[elephant]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-03T10:09:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Randomness. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I can get out of my finals soon enough that I can be in the Springs for the LOCK-IN... OH yeah... I'm so excited... I just can't hide it. I also know what I'm getting for the white elephant... a CU t-shirt wrapped around a bunch of condoms. Hah... that is just great. I crack myself up. Chris asked if I was coming to do flags. Um... Let's see, I'm not in the Springs. I'm not even in the state. It would not be worth it. IDIOT. </p>
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  <category><![CDATA[nose piercing]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-04T01:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Piercing?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I didn't end up going to the Run because the guys who were going to drive us had been drinking. I did however go to Big Brain. So I figured out my tattoo and I'll get it in about six months. I also figured out that I might want a piercing... Eyebrow or nose?</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-05T12:09:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[hmmm... Harem...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So tonight was weird. A girl on my floor asked me to go with her to the GSA meetings. I said I would.  Josh invited me to go to Ice Cream and I didn't. cuz he was with his harem. I love that kid. I went to Coffee. Almost to Dr. John's.  and Then we watched mean girls. 
How to I find the gay friends?
I'm having fun...
I'm wired with coffee.
My brother thinks i might be weird if I get a piercing. It would be eyebrow. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-05T01:09:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quote of the day.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Renee: WHAT DID YOU DO!?!?!?!?!?!?!????
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  <category><![CDATA[hospital care]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-05T09:09:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Drinking]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I get back to my room last night and I had a missed call like from two hours before. i figured I'd call her in the morning. about half an hour later she calls agian, asking if she could come up--her roommate was drunk. I go down to her. She's very drunk and so I convince my friend to report her to CARE--a program in our school that takes the respondsiblity for the actions--they check the drinkers into the hospital if the blood levels are too high. I feel kind of bad but at the moment it seemed the right thing. My friend spent the night on my floor. and we left after the RA on duty came up to see her roomie. 
I don't know if they took her to the hospital or just left her sleeping but I don't care. If you are in Remission from cancer, I don't think you should be drinking. If you are on some heavy duty medications, I don't think you should be drinking. I don't think you should be drinking to the point of wandering around intoxicated and not knowing where you were when you were drinking. 
I'm okay with moderate drinking. I personally don't like it. I know how some people do it. If you know your limits and you don't drive, I'm fine with it. If you expect someone to take care of you, you shouldn't do it. I'm not planning on drinking, I'll be there for my friends who do drink. Just not every night. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-05T04:09:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Back from the Hospital]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>She just got back from the hospital. Her blood alcohol was very high. So... They kept her in the hospital for a while. I made the right choice in forcing my friend to tell the RA that she was drunk and should be checked into CARE.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-05T08:09:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quote of the Day]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Dinah: I didn't eat the stuffing. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-05T09:09:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[New Quote of the Day]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Renee: who were you making out with and why did you answer my IM?
Renee: haven't I taught you better?  concentrate on one thing at a time...especially if that thing is kissing you</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-07T07:09:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My night.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So what do you do when your right side hurts and continually gets worse? Call the health aides. Last night, my roomie and friend convinced me to call the health aides and one showed up to my room to check me out. Then I was sent to the Emergency room where I had blood taken and other tests done. Conclusion—Not an appendicitis. The student doctor was really nice and the nurse joked “you have a great attitude through this.” What else could I do? Scream? Smiling made the pain better. However, I answered that I was not pregnant so many times. At one point, I wanted to yell “If I’m pregnant, then the baby is divine.” I didn’t think that would be a great response at a Catholic hospital. We got done at about 2 in the morning. I was taken to the Emergency room in the Public safety trucks—the same ones that take drunk people to the hospital—and I also returned in one. Some smokers who were outside were wondering why I was returned in a Public Safety truck. Luckily, I was too out of it. Marie, my RA, was with me through the entire thing. Thank God. I would have hated to be by myself, especially getting back when I had been given morphine. 
I had to go back today for an ultrasound and an appointment with a specialist. I called this morning to set up an appointment and they told me to get over there. Kate and I walked. I felt better to have someone walk with me but I was there on my own. So I got there about 9 and returned about 2:30, with seeing the doctor for about two minutes. I have to see him again tomorrow. 
My parents were so worried that they were looking into flights out here. I don’t want them to. So they called one of my dad’s college buddies who lives here and his wife came to the hospital to be with me. She drove me home and gave me her number if I needed anything. 
My floor is being really great. Offering me help and suggestions. I feel okay. Even though my side hurts like the dickens and when I take my medications, I’m out of it, I feel good that they care for me. 
I missed all of my classes today. I could have gone to work study but I slept through it. It is going to be fun to make up all of the stuff. It has been 24 hours since it started and I am feeling some hope. 
I have bruises up and down my arm from the needles and I feel nasty, but at least I don't have the CUMC mug that the drunks get. 
So that was my night! It wasn’t quite a blast but I’m glad the hospital is on campus. 
And no, I am not pregnant. 

Edit: I ended up going to the hospital many times that week, missing four classes. I just had one problem--NE laws state that the person must be 19 to sign off for medical permission. That is next month. I thought I would be okay going to college since I am 18 but no... Imagine the hell that just turning 18 years have to go through... both their frosh and sopho years. Yuck. I was on my cell phone in the middle of the hospital trying to contact my parents just so I could get a freaking appointment... good thing the hospital just treated me.</p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-08T08:09:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I heart you]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I heart you. class is going to be grand!</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[retreat]]></category>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-09T12:09:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[24 hour RETREAT!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm going on the 24 hour retreat tomorrow. I can't wait. My FLP mentor is one of the dudes who is doing it, so I'll get to see him. Coolness. Other people might be there as well. I went to the doctor today and he thinks it is a viral infection in my intestines. Yay! So I don't have to worry about appendix unless my temperature spikes, I get to see them on Monday or maybe even not. 
I can't wait to go on the retreat. I've been waiting for it for a week. I'm so excited. I just can't hide it. I can't wait. I'll talk to you about it soon. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-10T10:09:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tomorrow, I'll update]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'll update tomorrow about the retreat. I'll tell you about millions to one chances. And great people. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-11T09:09:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My weekend...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/my_weekend.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Random chance meetings... Incredible. I could totally fall in love with this guy but I won't... 
Getting to know people... Fantastic. 
I met an IB nerd. and she was disparing about ever finding another one as well. 
I felt at peace. Bodacious. 
Meeting a great guy who you feel connected to but looks, acts and even dresses like your older brother... Priceless.
I'm now studying and enjoying latin.
I'm going to mass in less than an hour. Yah, 10 o'clock mass. (at night)
Oh yeah, having a guy say to you, "I remembered you because you were the only one who was nice to us, truly nice to us and not flirting with us." Amazing Grace, Fabulous. (see random chance meeting)</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[fire alarm]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-11T10:09:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[FIRE!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>WTF. Burnt popcorn on forth. True Fire Alarm. URGH. I had to run down stairs. I just got back up. My adriniline is running quickly. WOW...</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[holy spirit]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[amazing god]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-12T12:09:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Shout to the Lord. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/shout_to_the_lord.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I just got back to Mass--the candlelight one. It was so amazing. I truly felt the Holy Spirit come down among us. I also felt the presence of Jesus during the Euchrist. So wonderful. I find it ironic that the readings were about forgiviness on this day. This day of September 11th. 
After the second (false) fire alarm, I felt that I needed to go Mass just to get my adrineline down. I prayed for a while, just by myself. 
Dinah joined me but I saw Kervin sitting by himself so I invited him to join me. He felt  it too. I'm so glad because I think he will be an amazing friendship. 
Though the mountains may fall and the hills turn to dust, the love of the Lord will stay. 
Shout to the Lord all the ends of the earth. 
One bread, One body, one Lord of All
Shelter me, oh God, beyond my wants, beyond my fears from death into life. 
I feel ready for this week. Renewed. I feel a weight off my sholders. I guess there is something about sharing wine with someone. There are two people giving hosts but four cups of wine that once you recieve you give to the next person. Amazing. Wow... I need  to study for tomorrow. good night. and God Bless. </p>
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  <category><![CDATA[bathroom]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[bathroom humor]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[bathroom walls]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-12T05:09:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Boy in the bathroom, Where are you?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/boy_in_the_bathroom_where_are_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I don't know if I should say this but I guess I missed some exciting stuff over the weekend while I was at the retreat. Seems like there was a drunk guy in the bathroom, using the facilities. Ha...
Emily wrote on the mirror the above phrase now title. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-12T09:09:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Suit? Improvement!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/suit_improvement.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was talking to a friend about how I haven't seen him since last night at mass. We were walking back and I saw him. I swear my jaw dropped. Belle. (that is Latin for all you all who think it is a dead language). Since the week when we saw him only in shorts, he's had some nice looks--Last Tuesday was a blue polo (almost philmont color) with Khakis. not bad but tonight... Beautiful. Black suit that was almost cut perfectly so it adds to his build with a dark red shirt. It set off his coloring beautifully. Yummy. I'll just wipe the drool from my mouth, thank you very much. </p>
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  <dc:date>2005-09-12T10:09:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Philmont. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Here at college of about four thousand undergraduates, I have met quite a few people who have been to Philmont. Now, the most interesting one took place last weekend. I went to a retreat and like the kind of person I am, I was wearing my Philmont hat. As we were gathering around the statue, this guy saw my hat and asked if I had been to Philmont. I responded twice. He asked what years. Turns out he had been there the exact same years as well. The next question kind of surprised me—Were you evacuated from Cito? Turns out that this guy was on our sister crew—What’s round on the end and high in the middle? O-HI-O. He also knew our nicknames for each other. He had also crossed our paths in 2004, because he knew I had been crew chief. Now the more amazing coincidence is that he lives on my floor. Only 64 people live on my floor. What are the chances that I would run into this guy, let alone the chances that he would be on my floor? 
	He remembered me because I was the only one nice to them (and not occupied with flirting with them). So be nice to people. You will never know when you meet them again. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-12T11:09:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm a sucker. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_a_sucker.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I'm a sucker for guys in suits... Or guys dressed up... Remember Tom... Yummy... That is one memory I'll never forget. Or Bryan in his tux... But wow... Wow... Blue Shorts dresses up very well. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[chalk]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[yumm]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[class board]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-13T03:09:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Chalk]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/chalk.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Guys dressed nicely with chalk smears on their sleeves or with sleeves buttoned up but chalk smeared on their pants... Oh... Is it the fact that I find this attractive or Is it that I'm just bored out of my mind during class that I comment on this? I think it is attraction... Remember Scott from HS, yeah, he did the same thing like he would erase the board with his sleeve... Yumm Yumm... I shouldn't even be like this right now... it is like three weeks until this insatiable feeling comes back. DAMNIT. What if I'm alligning myself with Kara... NOoooooo... At Least I'm not pregnant. 
I love chalk dust and I don't think that is creepy. 
I now have to find my latin teacher who is not "chile pepper hot" but... I still like his class. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-13T08:09:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just a trick]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/just_a_trick.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why in the world would a married guy want to be an RA? Especially since CU has such strict rules on no members of the opposite gender are allowed in the rooms after 1. Anybody or is this just a trick?</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[long hair]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-13T08:09:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Vanity--Beautif... ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/vanitybeautif.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yes, I have a vanity. It is a very close and dear one to my heart. I have long hair. About to the small of my back. When I turned 13, I cut two feet off of my head so it went to my shoulders. It is still growning back. I miss it but it has gotten to the point where people go "wow, your hair is long." or "no wonder you never have it down." I love those moments. There is something about having my hair about my shoulders that just makes me feel feminine... Beautiful... Sexy. Yes, I wore my hair down. Yes, it is a tuesday. Yes, it is the guarenteed day that I see Scott. Yes... Josh has cold hands. Especially on my neck. You know how my neck is a sensitive spot. It's not quite how it seems... However, I love my hair. I would wear it down again tomorrow but i'm not certain how to do it... I'm lucky... I have thick hair as well. So guys, I mean those of the male gender and not my big brothers and not the slang term, think about how my hair looks on a pillow... and then tell me I'm beautiful. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-14T12:09:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[GSA]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/gsa.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I went to my first meeting of GSA. I'm glad I'm finally doing it-- Helping to provide a voice and supporting those like Eric and Marie. I think I can do it, although I was the minority. I want to participate in the Day of Silence and Education days. I want to hear the Jesuit speak about GLBT issues in the Catholic Church. I explained to my roomie, my views on it and she was slightly surprised. I left and I said that I was going to a meeting with Marie and she said what meeting. I told the truth. I went downstairs and saw Marie and Kat talking and then our RA joined us saying that she had just knocked on my door to remind me. Pretty funny. I am a Catholic and I believe in Gay Rights. I believe Marriage is not as Bush defines it. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[bathroom]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[bathroom humor]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-14T12:09:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Away Message of the night]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/away_message_of_the_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Bathroom.  Be back in two shakes of a lamb's tail.

The funny thing is the guy has a bathroom in his dorm and he was gone for over a half an hour. I wonder if he was okay or as Nee would put it "having a huge shit"</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-14T01:09:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Name and Ailment. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/name_and_ailment.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>It is sad when the nurse knows you by name and aliment. I called to cancel my appointment that they told me if I was feeling better I should cancel and she was glad that I was feeling better. She knew my name and when I had been in there before. I wouldn't want to do that again. but I bet they'll remember me. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-14T09:09:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Awkward... If you don't want to read this, Who's making you?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/awkward_if_you_dont_want_to_read_this_whos_making_you.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I was walking with Dinah after dinner, just walking and talking. Of course we were talking about Scott and Josh cuz those are common topics. So we decided to go into the student center. We open up the first set of doors--"Hello Ladies"--Yep, you guessed who we ran into. Well, the hello ladies reminded me of another person who said ladies--at the Renne fair. We take the girls and make them into ladies. Ha. So we continued our walk and ran into him again as he was going into his dorm. Then we walked some more before coming up to my room. we get off the elevator and whack standing at my RA's door, long sleeve gray shirt and cargo shorts is Scott. Hello Scott. no, i just ran to my room because once again what were we talking about? Yep, him and his building because we are going to Java Jays for dinner on Friday. Yay. yep yeppers. Awkward. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-14T09:09:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yeah lover. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/yeah_lover.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>


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      <font size="5"><b>The Surprising Lover</b></font><br>
      72% partner focus, 42% aggressiveness, 60% adventurousness
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      Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that:
<br><br>
You prefer your romance and love to wild and daring rather than typical
or boring, you would rather be pursued than do the pursuing and, when
it comes to physical love, your satisfaction comes more from providing
a wonderful time to your partner than simply seeking your own.
<br><br>
This places you in the Lover Style of: <b>The Surprising Lover</b>.
<br><br>The Surprising Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and, like the
name implies, is often filled with hidden delights and talents that
might not be apparent from a surface knowledge of the person. The
Surprising Lover is rather like a geode--sometimes rough on the
exterior, but filled with beauty and wonder. The Surprising Lover is
thus a gem to find, though it can sometimes be difficult to do so
because they often tend to be humble and unwilling to reveal their
inner greatness unless they're in a rewarding relationship.
<br><br>In terms of physical love, the Surprising Lover really shines,
often highly imaginative and utterly devoted to bringing the heights of
pleasure to the one that they truly love. Given a rewarding,
reciprocative relationship, and the right lover, the Surprising Lover
can be a delight in bed.
<br><br>
Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Carnal Lover (most of all) or the Exotic Lover, or the Suave Lover.
<br><br>
Congratulations!
<br><br>If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you
might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in
the following:<br><br>

<a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815">Nerds, Geeks & Dorks</a><br><br>

<a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840">Professional Wrestling</a><br><br>


<a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557">Buffy the Vampire Slayer</a>
<br><br>

<a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10603689462944369577">America/Politics</a>
<br><br> 


Thanks Again! -- <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346">THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST</a>
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   <span id="comparisonarea">My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people <i>your age and gender</i>:<blockquote><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"><tr><td valign="middle"><table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tr><td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="123"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"></a></td><td bgcolor="white" width="27"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"></a></td></tr></table></td><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>82%</b> on <b>partner focus</b></td></tr><tr><td valign="middle"><table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tr><td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="47"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"></a></td><td bgcolor="white" width="103"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"></a></td></tr></table></td><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>31%</b> on <b>aggressiveness</b></td></tr><tr><td valign="middle"><table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tr><td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="90"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"></a></td><td bgcolor="white" width="60"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"></a></td></tr></table></td><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>60%</b> on <b>adventurousness</b></td></tr></table></blockquote></span>

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<table cellpadding="20"><tr><td>Link: <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346">The Lover Style Profile Test</a> written by <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10465692962375378952">donathos</a> on <a href="http://www.okcupid.com">Ok Cupid</a></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-15T01:09:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I need a life]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_need_a_life.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Is it sad that I"m going to work early just because I can? I need a life. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-15T09:09:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lost My Notebook!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/lost_my_notebook.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have a notebook, a special one to me. It is my “feel good about yourself” notebook. In it, I have poetry. Mostly my work with some inspirational ones including—To Pluck a Rose by Medici and My Prayer by her as well and Anna Akhamatova (note: I love T). Well, on Tuesday I lost this notebook. I knew exactly where it was but I could not get to it. I left it in someone’s car. Well, I have certain poems about a certain people in there and who would it be awkward if she gave a ride to with my book of poetry in her backseat? The notebook that I carry with me almost everywhere? Yep… Him… Ironic. God, just give me your message loud and clear. I now have the notebook back in my possession but... Yeah... I'll leave it at that. </p>
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  <category><![CDATA[love is hard]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-16T08:09:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_take_a_while_to_fall_in_love_with_someone_trust_takes_time.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"><tr><td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"><b>How You Are In Love</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"><center><img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><font color="#000000">
You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.

You give and take equally in relationships.

You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.

You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.

You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.</font></td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/">How Are You In Love?</a></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-16T08:09:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_are_attracted_to_those_who_are_unbridled_untrammeled_and_free.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"><tr><td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"><b>The Keys to Your Heart</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"><center><img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><font color="#000000">
You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.

You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.</font></td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/">What Are The Keys To Your Heart?</a></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-16T10:09:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fuicking hot. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/fuicking_hot.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>FUICK YEAH. I just got back from the soccer game in which we won!!!! and the opposing team Goalie was so FUICKING hot. Complete with an Irish Accent. I was painted up and having so much fun and then on the way back I was hit on by a guy who gave me his room number. Oh yeah. Problem... Lives right next door to Scott. Oh well... BUT he's going to be an EMT. Okay. the Soccer game was a blast and Gavin had a great ass. Oh Mama. So I have a picture of me in facepaint on Facebook. AND IT WAS FUICKIN GREAT. I feel confident. Yeah Baby. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T02:09:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Chick flicks after the game]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/chick_flicks_after_the_game.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>A night spent watching chick flicks after going to a soccer game. How wonderful. I'm still psyced about getting hit on. Roomie is drinking so that will be fun. </p>
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  <category><![CDATA[front row]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T09:09:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Soccer game the next night. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/soccer_game_the_next_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am still psyced by the soccer game. I loved it so much. I just hated it when our hecklers started getting racist. That really bugged me. So much I yelled Heckling should  not be racist but CIVILIZED. Then we scored and it didn't count because the ref called... I can't remember but then I yelled louder than before--BULL SHIT. some kid next  to me asked what happened to the civilized. I talked phantom and accents. and I really admired the ass in front of me. It was so much fun. Rachel wanted us to get there early or all the good seats will be taken. We got there 15 minutes before the game and got front row seats. Even the coach commented on our facepaint. Lol. I had a grand time even when the goalie made like he was going to kick the ball into our crowd. I just got mad at Miguel for  yelling dumb drunk comments. When there is about a minute left in the game, your team has the ball, and there is no chance of the other team winning, lay off the comments. Enough is enough. it start getting into bad sportsmanship. that was the only thing that dampened my experience. I felt so bad for Gavin. Really Bad. Miguel was just being stupid. 
I still really liked getting hit on on the way back to the dorms. Someone in my group dropped something and the guy behind us picked it up. I said thank you very much and another guy with him, said his name is Andrew, he lives in ..., so we started talking--Andrew and me. He asked where I live and I said I was a FLPer and his roomie was one last year, and we talked about the community where he lives and he said I should do it... It was just really great. If I ever see him again, Yeah, I'll talk to him. WOOT. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T05:09:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[He has a girlfriend?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/he_has_a_girlfriend.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>DAMNIT... Although, it can be more me...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T07:09:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Funk]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/funk.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I loaned my flashlight to Kervin for the 24 hour retreat this weekend. he got back and wanted to return it and just wanted to talk about his experience. So we talked and it was incredible. I can see God in him and he is a hugger. I love that. He might come over to study. This is not a bf kind of thing. He's just a good pal. We went to dinner at like 445. It was empty there but the food was warm. for once.
So, I'll be okay tomorrow. I just need to sulk and talk and get over myself and being selfish. I'll be okay. It is just a down day. Two very different moods in my most recent poems. I just wish I could be me. 
I worked at a house today cleaning up the outsides. It was actually quite fun, especially since sean was the one who drove us there. He is a horrible driver and I've never laughed so much. it was fantastic. Especially since I'm going to lunch with him tomorrow... Along with my other group. I love how horrible how bad he is. he drove up the wrong side of the one way street. and jumped a curb just to drop us off. I heart him. He just asked a girl out on facebook... isn't that funny? 
I'm kind of okay right now. I'll better. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fuck]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T08:09:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sex Fuck]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sex_fuck.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>SEX FUCK























I just wanted to see if more people would visit my blog if i put those words in...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T08:09:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You are a fairly broadminded romantic and reasonably content. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_are_a_fairly_broadminded_romantic_and_reasonably_content.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"><tr><td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"><b>Your World View</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"><font color="#000000">
You are a fairly broadminded romantic and reasonably content. 
You value kindness and try to live by your ideals. 
You have strong need for security, which may be either emotional or material.

You respect truth and are flexible. 
You like people, and they can readily make friends with you. 
You are not very adventurous, but this does not bother you.</font></td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourworldviewquiz/">What Is Your World View?</a></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T09:09:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[FUICK LOVE]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/fuick_love.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm fuicking giving up on love right now... bad mood. sorry. and it isn't even that time of the month. Or shouldn't be. You know... Never mind. I'm fuicking angry. I'm just tired. I'm just anti-love. Would a boyfriend help? Or would I just scare him off at this moment? I'm fuicking angry at love. FUICK! Yes, I know how the word is spelled but I just want to put an accent to it... and that is the best way I came up with it. I want to revitalize myself. I'm definatly not going to go to the Run tonight. I just don't feel well. 
FUICK LOVE!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[feeling weird today]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[a chorus line]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[love line]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-17T10:09:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm feeling better. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_feeling_better.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm remembering the driving experience of today and laughing. I love Sean. I'm feeling better. I'm watching Chorus Line and that always makes me feel better... TITS AND ASS. 'Nuff Said. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T01:09:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I am a minority right now]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_am_a_minority_right_now.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I feel like such a minority. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T01:09:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm a hick?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_a_hick.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was just called a hick by a TEXAN. Isn't that horrible?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[drunk people]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dumb white people]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[white people]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T03:09:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Great Night. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/great_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I've had three people ask if I was drunk tonight. First, Kara who came in a little tipsy. I was just hanging out with Dinah and Kervin in my room. They are both Filipino and I'm such a white chick--North Dakota white... So Kervin had to check out of my room at 200 so we decided to go walking. As we were walking up the mall, the guy who is running the front desk tonight saw us and greeted us and proceeded to ask if we were drunk... Maybe because I actually talked to him... Guess who it was... SCOTT. Yep Yeppers. Proceeded up the Mall a little bit more, I saw Marie and she asked if I was drunk. And then I bounded down the messed up bricks too well for a drunk person so she decided I wasn't. Then, CU has a policy that after Seven, you must hand your ID card over to the front desk person to be swiped. Scott had to swipe our cards and decided to make fun of us for being drunk. "I'm definatly going to call your RAs on you. I know where you live." He wasn't talking to Dinah at that point... Sure come up and visit me... 
The funny thing is I am completly sober. There is no alcohol in my room and I've been there for most of the night. Except when I went walking with Kervin and Dinah. But we had so much fun dancing to songs of the eighties and 98 degrees and Talking about fossils and that kind of stuff. I've had so much fun and we are going to be doing weekend night stuff often, sometimes with board games and cards. Yay.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[incredibly]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T08:09:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What to call this?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/what_to_call_this.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>At one point, I just melted, last night. How incredibly sweet this one guy was. I haven't seen the kid for a week and he just called me Tash in his incredibly thick WI accent. It is nice to have that happen. I miss having nicknames. I'm watching the sunrise as it comes up over the different buildings and I love it. It is just so misty and beautiful. God's work. I am just so blessed and I even get to go out to Lunch today in like three hours... Yes, I just woke up. Yes, the time is 730. Yes I'm going to lunch at 1045. It is special. I was also invited over to Dawn's house which was cool for dinner but I have no way of getting there. I heart... people, life. My bad mood is gone.  I just... Yeah. TMI, Tashey. 
Dream, creepy yet comfortable. 
I'll be back later.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T08:09:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/youre_not_going_to_mow_over_everyone_to_get_ahead.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"><tr><td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"><b>You Are Somewhat Machiavellian</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"><center><img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/a-little-mach.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><font color="#000000">
You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...
But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.
You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.
You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!</font></td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/">How Machiavellian Are You?</a></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T12:09:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Chipotle]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/chipotle.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I went to lunch this morning with the "family." it was really sad that only two of the "children" showed up. Me and Benny. However, it was a blast. and I got the low down on S 's gf through Sean of the bad driving fame. I'm not at all tired this morning and I've been up since 7. Oh yeah. I am now doing homework. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[compliments]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[feel good]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T02:09:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I feel Good. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_feel_good.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love it when guys just surprise you with compliments. This morning when Kervin came to   study, he said I looked really cute. That means a bunch to me. He didn't need to say that. And then I felt confident when I went to lunch with the family. I knew I looked great. So, I feel good even though i'm feel bloated and pimply. I feel good.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T08:09:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dan!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/dan.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I got an email that made me cry. It was from a guy I've known for over a decade. I can tell you the last time I saw him. I love him so much. It is just so precious. ah. Sigh. I love him. He is almost my soul mate but he is my best friend. I missed him so much. I can't tell you how much I missed him. He has grown up to the man I expected. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T10:09:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ONLY A QUARTER!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/only_a_quarter.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>96/376=0.25531914893617021276595744680851. I am so proud. Too bad my thoughts have been centered around him for a while today. I just want a picture of him to show someone--You know the memories. Wait, I might have one... Nope, wrong altoids tin. Now, the percentage of another person is one I really don't want to know... Ha... especially since he is right next door. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T10:09:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sweetie Scottie]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sweetie_scottie.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Aww, how sweet. He went grocery shopping for his sister. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[entries]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[blog entries]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-18T10:09:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[At least, it has been over 31 entries since I mentioned Bryan]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/at_least_it_has_been_over_31_entries_since_i_mentioned_bryan.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p># of entries since I've been at college--94
# of times Scott has been mentioned--45
# of entries total--377

Do I even want to know the math?
0.24933687002652519893899204244032
24.9% of entries have been at college so far.
45/377=0.11936339522546419098143236074271
11.9% of total entries have mentioned Scott.
Now this is the scary number:
45/94=0.47872340425531914893617021276596
47.8% of the entries while I've been at college have mentioned him. 
UM, kinda scary. I think I should stop. But I can't... Renee's prediction is coming true too well. WARNING: RETAINS CRUSHES. At least, it isn't about Bryan... Oh, yeah. I didn't mention Bryan that much. 
</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-19T01:09:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lunch of champions.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/lunch_of_champions.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why did I even go to lunch with them? Answer me that because I don't know. They are mean bitches and there was only one other girl at the table. I'm always so afraid that they are laughing at me. Their humor is so cruel. I don't like people like that. How can someone say "Hi" and be really perky and nice and then say "I hate that girl. OMG, she's lalala." I don't know. Stop me. Next time. Please. I don't talk and I end up pissed.  ERGH.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-20T09:09:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quote of the Day!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341500</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Kara: Do they (Starbucks) have decaf espresso?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-21T01:09:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Banging on G2]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/banging_on_g2.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I forgot to write about the banging on G2. Most interesting but not for tonight... Maybe in the morning.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-21T08:09:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stressed by Calc.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/stressed_by_calc.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I've been a real bitch to be around today. I am so tired. I was so overwhelmed by my upcoming math exam that ERGH. I hate that clown. I wish I could videotape his class because it is so awful. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/vita_humana_est_supplicium.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-21T08:09:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Vita Humana est supplicium]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/vita_humana_est_supplicium.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Vita humana est supplicium.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-22T07:09:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pronouns and initials. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pronouns_and_initials.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I've had a vivid dream about school which involved this blog. I logged on one day and there was his name. He had read all about it--how many times i mentioned him and so on. because people don't usually read beyond the first page, I am going to attempt just to use pronouns and initials from now on. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-24T12:09:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Parent's weekend]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/parents_weekend.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Parent's weekend. So much fun. Talking to dr. s. who wanted me to talk to Sc. about Calc. Yay. Yay. Yay. Blush. Blush. Blush. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-25T02:09:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I went to the zoo today. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_went_to_the_zoo_today.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Oh well.
I went to the zoo today. 
I had four people tell me I should talk to Scott about Calc help. Including my frosh advisor. "I think you should talk to Scott." (tashey blushes)... "you know, I really think talking to scott would be a good idea." ( tashey blushes).  Actually snippetts of conversations. 
Ah the joys. I should go to bed. I need to do hw. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-25T07:09:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I am so not a girly girl. That is just not me and it will never be. I still wish]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_am_so_not_a_girly_girl_that_is_just_not_me_and_it_will_never_be_i_still_wish.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>THE FINAL DESTINY.
I am so not a girly girl. That is just not me and it will never be. I still wish I could find a guy to dig me, because of who I am. I love hanging with Kervin because he always makes me feel awsome. that is just how he is. I want to wear a skirt to church tonight. and slutty clothes on tuesday. I'm thinking for homecoming, since I'm a lazy ass, that i'll just wear my corset with a skirt. I don't care to get a dress. But the problem with that is I'll need someone to tie me in. WOOPS!
I love having my fingernails painted blue. like shockingly blue. so me...
I'll get dressed for mass now because I"m weird like that and maybe watch a movie as i read theology. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_need_to_do_latin.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-26T12:09:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I Need To Do Latin]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_need_to_do_latin.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tonight after mass, i walked into my room and there were two people cuddling on the futon and no roomie. Okay. Fun. Yeah. no, they were just studying. Roomie came in like two seconds later. Yeah. so much fun. Mass agaian was incredible. I love candlelight. Tonight was the "Go light your candle" mass. Go light your candle. Run to the darkness. Kervin and Dinah made fun of me so much before mass. I love it. I had a nice dinner with people. I made contact with emily. everything is so much fun. I'll feel better in the morning. I hope I don't have a quiz. I need to do latin. bye!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-26T01:09:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Beautiful]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/beautiful.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You call me beautiful ~Ginny Owens

I've been waiting
For a hero who's brave and strong-
Someone to love me,
Someone to tell me I belong,
So I pretend I'm satisfied,
And I stand watching from the sidelines, 
Till You pull me into the light
And say, "It's Your turn now,
Welcome to your life!"

And You call me beautiful,
And say You've loved me all along,
And You've always held the keys to unlock my soul
Oh You call me beautiful

There's a smile on my face,
And a brand new light in my eyes,
It's a new day,
And I've never felt so alive-
I feel as if I could conquer anything,
Oh thats what Your love has done for me,
And now all I want to be, 
Is everything You want me to be-

And You call me beautiful,
And say You've loved me all along,
And You've always held the keys 
To unlock my soul, But I didn't know-
Now I can finally start to live, 
Take those chances I have missed, 
Things will be much different,
Now that I know
You call me beautiful

The story is better than I could dream after all, 
Now this is reality
To know You and to hear You call me beautiful 
Call me beautiful-
Now I can finally start to live, 
Take those chances I have missed, 
Things will be much different,
Now that I know-
Now that I know
You call me beautiful


My Godmother got this for me. She teaches music at a Catholic church and since she is my godmother, she always gives me christian music and so on. This is the first CD I've actually loved. I enjoy it so much. This is my type of music. Ordinary Day, I know who you are, Always, To trust you. Those are other songs on the disc. I love feel that this is wonderful. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[sunglasses]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-27T12:09:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[First migraine of college. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/first_migraine_of_college.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>First migraine of college. So much fun. My teachers were understanding. At least the ones who had to deal with me sitting in class with my sunglasses. One teacher has a rule that he wants to see everyone's eyes, so one cannot wear a hat in his class. I wore my sunglasses after getting permission from him. So he had to tell a kid to take off a hat and here I am with sunglasses. I'm sure I got a couple dirty looks. But hey... Our shower curtains were stolen, and they got washed because they were found in the basement. Not sure if I should be disgusted that they were that dirty or relieved that they are clean. I need to go to bed now... I'll finish my philosophy in the morning. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-27T10:09:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341511</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>What to write about today? Asking for Math Help. whew... Going to philosophy and having like three guys check me out... including a teacher... painting a square while in said clothes... going to a speaker on the "closet" and the Catholic church. Um... I just had fun. I wanted to kill Josh though. Dinah and I were talking about how I needed to talk to him about Math help and Josh thought I was going to ask someone out. Josh was trying to figure out which guy it was. So he came up to us after I rushed out of the room to tell us to watch out for the full bag check on Friday because he'd be one of the guys. I took a deep breath and asked him. but after Josh said Juvenilily said, hey Scott, I think she likes you. I said Shut up Josh and asked him for math help. He's too rusty but he gave me another name. Whew. I can breath. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-28T01:09:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Math Help? Paddington's Irony]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/math_help_paddingtons_irony.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Gaiacreation: Hmm, let's think for a moment.  Guy recommended to Tashey just so happens to be the guy Tashey is currently nuts about...it makes me smile.

Me asking for math help... Me realizing I know the guy... The one guy who's hit on me at  a soccer game. Yeah, I'll ask him for help.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[feel good]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[animal crackers]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-28T09:09:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Peace, love, Animal Crackers]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/peace_love_animal_crackers.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I just picked up and opened a package from my grandparents. In it were two bags of Circus Animals. I turned to my roomie and said "Do you think my family knows me?" In every care package I've gotten, there has been at least one bag of animal crackers. I've had so many animal crackers that I have a four bag pile up. No, I don't eat them all myself. In fact, most of them have been eaten by people who have never tried them before--Orgasmic as Dinah calls them. Kervin won't eat them anymore... He has great self control...for now. 
I helped someone write a paper last night. She was too panicked and frustrated to do much so I edited and helped her compile her ideas. After midnight, I said drop it off in my room and I'll edit it. So she dropped it off at like five thirty, I woke up at six and read over it. I feel good. I was talking about Joseph Campbell and Thesis statements. I ran to my room to get Myths to Live By and I helped her incorperate that into her paper. Every student needs a book by Joseph Campbell, Frued, and a reference book in their library in their room. I was doing MLA citions thoughout her paper without looking at anything and she was like how can you do that? I said I had an anal bitch english teacher last year. She said I better not be good in Math. I said I'm actually quite good in Math with a good teacher. She said I disgust her... Lol. I feel that in my helping her, I taught her skills that she will use throughout College. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fridge note]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-28T09:09:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cous Cous--Gourment Journeys]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/cous_cousgourment_journeys.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Last night, I missed dinner because of the talk so I made a big bowl of CousCous. Yummy. Kara had never heard of it so I offered a taste and she actually liked it. I took some down to Marie's room as I was working there. She hadn't heard of it either but she didn't taste it. Emily, her roomie, came in and was like Oh what is this. So she cleaned out my bowl. (I had a big container back in my room). She had the munchies so she Immed me to talk about CousCous. I offered her some more and she was like WOW fantastic. So I left some in her fridge. On my board this morning was a note that said CousCous is Effing Amazing. On her board is a note that says her favorite things... CousCous is on there. I love CousCous especially since people haven't heard of it. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/rest_peacefully_aragorn.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-28T10:09:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rest peacefully Aragorn.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/rest_peacefully_aragorn.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Aragorn just died. He died peacefully in his sleep, at least that is what my mom can tell. He brought his sock into his box and curled up into a ball. It was probably just old age. My mom was crying so much because she's gotten to know him. I just feel so bad that I'm not going to be there to find a place to bury him. All of my rats died at night. It was so funny trying to find a place to bury them... but I guess that we can't bury him with the other two because there are guys working on windows over there. I'm not there. I didn't see him before he died. He was my rat. I miss him so much. I don't hear him eating at night and redecorating. Even the dogs knew that he had died. My mom called and Dinah and Kervin were here. They saw me crying and came over to comfort me. Instead, they were rubbing each other's shoulders. They started laughing. I guess it made me feel better. I just feel so helpless. I didn't see him before he was buried. I know it is kind of morbid but it is completion. I didn't really get to say goodbye to him. At least he curled up and was peaceful. Thank god. Rest in Peace Aragorn. My Rat. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-29T01:09:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[CousCous]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/couscous.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I guess I have a new nickname--CousCous... </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-29T09:09:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Things not to yell while walking down the Mall]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/things_not_to_yell_while_walking_down_the_mall.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>"I don't LIKE PERIODS... or commas"</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-09-29T10:09:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[CLC ROCKS]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/clc_rocks.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm going to visit CLC in two and a half weeks! YAY!!! I miss those kids so much. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[when september ends]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-30T08:09:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm going to sleep now so..]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_going_to_sleep_now_so.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Wake Me Up When September Ends

Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

Like my fathers come to pass,
Seven years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.

Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

Ring out the bells again.
Like we did when spring began.
Wake me up when September ends.

Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rest,
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends.

Summer has come and past.
The innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

Like my fathers come to pass.
Twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.[x3]

-Green Day, American Idiot</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dollar]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-09-30T09:09:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bribing does work!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/bribing_does_work.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Bribing the desk clerks does work. 
I locked myself out... So I went down and got a key... Then when you return it you need to pay a dollar. I couldn't find a dollar so I offered animal crackers instead and they took that... No Dollar. Yay! It works. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[corset]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-01T02:10:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Homecoming.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/homecoming.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Welcome to October... 28 days until my birthday. About three hours ago I went to homecoming. the dance. I wore my corset with a handkerchief skirt and my button. My hair was down and my shoes matched the silver in my corset. My fingernails were blue to match the blue in my corset. I had so much fun. I felt great. I made Marie feel uncomfortable because I had so much chest. I have almost undergrown my corset... maybe by two inches and it wasn't really tight. We were going down the elevator and it was kind of quiet. this guy from my latin class, danny said "They're brown." I laughed and went yeah. He read my button. He said I've seen button like those before... I'm never sure if it is a good thing to notice them or not. We just laughed. 
The Dance kind of blowed... I spent most of my time there scribbling on the table with the crayons they provided. Going to the dance, we rode the shuttle. I met Rachel's two friends, Mike and Tim, but on the way there, I sat behind Cheese and next to this other guy who had a blown out knee... but he was really hot. Cheese had a camera... He took one of Rachel and me and then a cleavage shot... he was just looking at it when the other dude was like "dude, you have the real thing right here." When we were getting off, we were talking about karate belts and the knee guy stood up and said I have a black belt. his pelvis was right in my face and yes he did have a black belt.
We returned after they announced the king and queen. Sc. was at the front desk and still doing bag checks. He said, Sorry Ladies, Bag Check. I opened up my purse and said darn it we don't have any tampons in there. He just kind of raised his eyebrow.  Danny was standing on the other said and Kept on yelling BROWN. There was a whole chorus of people yelling brown. Dinah said no actually they are hazel. I was just smiling. The entire time  Sc. checked our bags and scanned our cards, he just looked at my eyes. We grabbed movies and went to another dorm.  We came back and he asked for our bags agian and I yelled. Ha I don't have one to Di. Again, he just looked in my eyes. I said I hope you have a fun time razzing everyone else. He said nope I only do it to you guys. It was fun. I'm watching Gigi tonight. it is so fun. I'll wear my corset next on the last day of the month. I'll make a rennie skirt to go with it. I can't wait. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[tied soccer game]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fun day]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fun yesterday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fun week]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-02T04:10:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yesterday when all my troubles seem so far away. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/yesterday_when_all_my_troubles_seem_so_far_away.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I would have updated yesterday but... MINDSAY WOULDN'T LET ME ON... Better now. Yesterday was such a fun day but today I have to do homework. Tons of Calc and I have to write a speech but that is easy enough. Yesterday morning, Kervin came over and we were talking in the NZ because Roomie was still sleeping. He again complimented me on my outfit. I "was totally doable." that rocks on. The only problem is that I would never do   him. He's like my best friend here and totally not my type. I just feel good for having guys compliment me. Even Sc. only looking into my eyes was a compliment and Danny teasing me about my eyes. 
I was french braiding my hair and Kerv decided he wanted to do it as well. So he tried and made it into a really big knot. Then I went to razzle dazzle which ended up being fun... we were playing different games. Like I've got mail. we took off our shoes to play it and I got compliments on my penguin socks. I love having fun socks. As we were playing capture the flag, I tagged brady as he dove for the flag, he caused me to loose my balance and I rolled down the hill. It was graceful and fun. Not really. I have grass stains all over my jeans and so on. 
I went to the homecoming soccer game and it was so much fun. I love Mens Soccer. WOOT WOOT. We had a fun time teasing the opposing goalie. Yelling all kinds of things and he only said Fuck off once. Then at one point he smile, Oh yeah baby. we tried for the rest of the game to get another smile. We followed him around to the other side when the game went into over time.  When the game was called, he came over and we cheered him and he was really gracious, smiling. That was what made it fun. Oh yeah, our homecoming game was tied. 0-0. 
I am wearing red today... the first day of the new week. Yay. I wore blue every single day last week... kinda was boring to the end of it. but still... GO BLUE. 
I went to bed at like ten but there were so many interuptions that i didn't actually sleep until two. Oh well. maybe tonight I'll get sleep. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/math_tutor.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-02T10:10:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[MATH TUTOR]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/math_tutor.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yay! I finally asked a guy for help in calc and he said yes. Yay. He's a chronic email checker as well. He even gave me his phone number to contact him... I haven't met this guy except for one night after a soccer game. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[mass]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[peaceful]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-03T12:10:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Peaceful]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/peaceful.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am so peaceful calm right now. I can't tell you how wonderful it feels. I love going to Mass. I need to do my Calc so if I'm still up I'll finish telling about Mass. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[calm]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[calm nerves]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-03T01:10:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Praise Be!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/praise_be.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yes, I finished my math homework, Yes I even got some answers correct without looking at the back of the book. I feel Good. I've even studyed for latin a bit... Not as much as I should but I've got the morning. I think going to Latin is going to be interesting especially with Danny there... tehetehe. 
I'm usually so jazzed after mass but right now, I'm calm. So calm. I don't know if you have ever felt this way but other than feeling Jesus's presence, I also recieved the smack on the side of the head. you know, the Pay attention Stupid one. I've been worried about guys too much. I know that. I should just let the river guide me. The smack came during communion, the song was Pachelbel's Canon. That is the Song I've always said I'm going to walk down the aisle to. No lightining bolt just the simple notes. Oh how wonderfully it reverbirates in the church. Thank You God. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-03T01:10:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[New Goal... ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/new_goal.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>To make it to 10 entries without mentioning Scott. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[kansas]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[bitchy people]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[extreem sarcasm]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[cruel people]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-03T08:10:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[National Sarcasm Society--Like we need your support]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/national_sarcasm_societylike_we_need_your_support.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday, Kervin told me that some of his other friends don't like me because they think I'm a bitch. I really try not to be... But what me got in trouble was my sarcasm. I guess some people in the world are not ready for the awesome power of Tashey's Sarcasm. What happened with this one girl was she introduced herself and stated that she was from Kansas. Standard Response--I'm sorry. Usually response back--Yeah, me too. Everyone who knew me who heard that was like "That's so Tasha." I wasn't being mean. If someone said that to me, I would say "yeah, me too, but at least we have mountains." Or If I were from Kansas (shudder, my roomie's from there, I've heard stories), "Well, Toto, We're not in Kansas anymore." That would be a great response. But I guess the world doesn't have that many sarcastic people... Sad. Maybe it is just the midwest. 
As I was feeling down that people think I'm a bitch, I said maybe I should work on that, and Kerv said "Don't change. They don't matter." It made me kind of feel better but still... I'm thinking about it right now and this conversation occured yesterday morning. I guess my sense of humor is a little cruel at times but that is because sometimes I'm so uncomfortable--Like that time Dinah went down stairs while Sc. was down there(DARN IT, there goes my goal). I didn't think she would actually do it without questioning why I suggested she go down there. But she did and so now we can laugh about it. I know I'm going to get my Karmic retribution sometime soon. I'm just going to act better and not be so sarcastic around people I don't know. And not be so bitchy around the people I do know. Should that be my new goal? I mean like with Kansas, it wasn't like I was singling her out. I often say that. Most people laugh though. Maybe that will be my goal--To make people laugh without being mean or overtly sarcastic. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-03T09:10:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quote of Last Night...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/quote_of_last_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Kervin: Save a Horse; Ride a Dinah

Situation: We were walking to church when Kervin made a joke involving me giving him a piggy back ride. I said sure. So he jumped on my back and we walked to church. At one point, he started modifying the song... Only he said Dinah's name instead of mine. I dropped him at that point. but she was laughing so hard as well... </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[tom welling crush]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tom welling]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[scottie]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-04T08:10:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm going to accomplish my goal someday but today isn't it]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_going_to_accomplish_my_goal_someday_but_today_isnt_it.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I just need to comment on how Kervin and I have completely different tastes in men. Now that is out there I can move onto another thing he said. He was talking I don't remember  what about, yesterday, when he said "Your Scottie" as compared to "My Scotty" I just kind of looked at him until he defined his terms. I guess he is my scottie now...Only he doesn't know it... Yesterday, as I was working on my speech on Barbie, I decided to look up pictures for my background. OMG, Matthew Settle and Tom Welling. Yummy. Enough said. I have to go to work and then present my speech. Yay! Not really. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[barbie girl]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-04T01:10:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Barbie]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/barbie.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This is my speech. I feel kind of disappointed. It had to be under 8 minutes. When I ran through it, it was 745... Close enough and when speaking in front of a group, I go faster. Nope, I went over. I lost 10% of the grade. Sad thing, I was the best speaker in  class. I had my entire audience captivated, over a child's play thing. I made people laugh. I used variety and I still truncated half of my last main point. Well, world, I want you to see this...


	More women know her name than Oprah's. She has many books written about her. She has had secondary roles in numerous movies and has starred in a few as well. She has her own band and will be starring in a National theatre tour this next May. Songs and dolls are made to parody her fame. Pretty amazing for a math challenged, plastic doll of disproportions. 
	Barbie’s mission has always been to provide girls with an “adult doll” to dress while imagining limitless possibilities. Barbie's influence starts with young girls and slowly transpires adults into a different way of thinking. Even your thinking has been manipulated by this doll, for Barbie has influenced people in their thoughts on racial, career, and social concerns.   
	In order to comprehend Barbie’s influence on our lives now, we must look at her past. Fashion dolls have been around for hundreds of years. The original purpose of the fashion doll was not to be played with—although many were—but to provide a model for the current Parisian fashions, so people could visualize the clothes before placing an order. Today, Barbie still reflects her heritage by modeling the latest fashions from designers the caliber of Bob Mackey. Even Barbie’s extraordinary proportions reflect history, the Lily doll. According to Jennifer Barrs' article “It’s a Barbie Bash” published in The Tampa Tribune, October 1, 2004, Ruth Handler, the original creator of Barbie spotted Lily, an almost pornographic, gag doll, in a German adult shop. This encounter cemented her idea of creating a three dimensional grown up doll for girls to play with. Her reasoning was that girls play at motherhood with baby dolls, so they need an adult figure doll to play at adulthood. Thus, Barbie and her mission were born. 
	Originally, Barbie represented the stereotypical ideal Caucasian American, but Mattel has struggled against such issues. Today, almost all races are represented by Barbie. According to Mattel’s website barbicollector.com, last updated September 2005, Christie, Barbie’s first friend of a different race was released in 1968, when America was still adjusting to the Civil Rights Movement. She was just brown plastic poured into the mold for Midge. By 1980, Barbie could be purchased in a choice of races. The first Native American Barbie was released in 1993. Now the Barbies have different features and skin tones, more appropriate to the race. As always, stereotypes are incorporated into these mass produced dolls. According to Erica Rand, author of “Barbie’s Queer Accessories,” a spokeswoman for Mattel stated “Little girls want hair they can play with.” That is why the racial hair is often not found. Mattel has a line of Barbie dolls called “Dolls of the World.”  The back of the boxes of dolls from places such as Nigeria, Japan and Spain, have a back story in which the girls are all princesses or the equivalence in that society. At least Mattel recognizes the changing viewpoints and allows girls to have Princess dreams even if they are from Cambodia. 
	Imagine a time pre-title IX, where girls were expected to go to college for a Mrs. Degree. Hawaii and Alaska were territories. Barbie came along in 1959 to stir things up.   She was a model but soon had other opportunities thrown to her. Tim Kilpin, senior vice president of girls marketing for Mattel, as quoted in Barbie’s Midlife Crisis, May 14, 2004, “Barbie was not a traditional role model. From very early on, Barbie had careers. Whatever a girl wanted to be, Barbie gave her the vehicle to dream of that, whether it was an astronaut or a teacher.” Barbie had the options which eventually opened up to adult women.  She could be an airplane pilot when women could only be stewardess, and the term was stewardess. She could be a lawyer when many women were housewives. According to barbiecollector.com, the first astronaut Barbie was released in 1965. Before man had made it to the moon, girls were stepping their Barbies onto strange, alien territory. Today, Mattel is giving her superheroes—Batgirls, Elektra and others—girls can kick ass as well. If you still do not think Barbie has power, then recall the race heated up between John Kerry and George W. Bush.  People forgot one very important party—the party of Girls and their candidate, Barbie. Her campaign slogan was “Go vote, Go Run, Go Lead, Go Girl.” A positive message. Just as girls played with astronaut Barbie, before people even thought women could do it, I wonder when we will have a female president. Perhaps she will have played with President Barbie, which is now available in toy stores. 
	Barbie still faces controversy, though.  On February 14, 2004, a press release gave out news that shocked the world. Barbie and Ken broke up after 43 years. Barbie had planned many weddings but never quite made it down the aisle… Maybe it was the gay rumors that followed Ken. At that time, Barbie.com held a survey for all girls. The questions included Should Barbie return to Ken? Should she be with Blaine? Or remain single? Surprisingly, many of the votes were for remaining single. I guess Barbie does teach the message that a girl doesn’t need a guy to make her life complete. The most recent controversy has not been started by feminists but by conservative groups. Mattel released a doll that would present a view of motherhood and family. Midge, who has been Barbie’s best friend since before Ken, married Allen in 1991. Very huge wedding set. However, in January 2003, Wal-Mart quickly pulled the new Midge set because she was scandalous. She was pregnant. Her ring finger had a smear of gold and her box prominently displayed a picture of Allen with Ryan, her toddler son. However, according to “Midge’s family isn’t appreciated,” published by the Chicago Sun-Times in December 2003, “Midge promoted teenage pregnancy, even if she looks nothing like a teenager.” Sometimes, Barbie is a little too advanced for the common people. Wal-mart pulled the entire line of “happy family” which included Midge and her girl, Allen and Ryan, a set of Grandparents and Dr. Barbie, OB-GYN.  
	Mattel may have made some errors, especially in their representation of race, but the company has always allowed Barbie’s image to encourage young girls to grow into ambitious, successful women with unlimited choices.  The Math Challenged, Blonde Model has done well in the business world by providing children an avenue to explore adulthood. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[math help]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[math class]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-04T10:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Math]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/math.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Math help... $20 an hour... DAMMIT. I'll talk to him tomorrow anyways. depending how I do on the mid-term and if I go in to talk to Mr. A, I might "W" the class, take it over the summer with Paddington's help and if it doesn't transfer, taking it again but at least I'd have the background. I don't "know" this but there have been major issues in the Math department in the past few years--Major butt reaming by the Dean, the favorite teachers all leaving, almost losing certification--and also the teacher I have isn't going to be teaching next semester. hummm... Did I get screwed over?
If I go for two hours every other week and before the major math exams, supplimented by going to the free math lab, it would only be $200. That is just about eight weeks of pay. I could do it. After all, what all am I buying right now? T-Shirts, Medical bills yeah that covers it. 
But the guy seems really nice... I'm meeting him at 1615 tomorrow. YaY... Maybe he won't charge me for tomorrow. Then I'd save about $30 bucks...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[scott]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[post card]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-04T10:10:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Oh Yeah, Good Happy Thoughts]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I finally went to Java Jay's today. Dinah promised me that we'd go before my birthday. After FRS, I got my phone and heard some very weird messages from Josh... I'm not sure if I like him. I checked mail (I got a note from Emily's parents) then we went to get meal exchange. We walked in and I said ut oh. He was sitting right there... Nope, I think I'll pass. So I said to Dinah, We could go to Java Jay's, we know he won't be there. Hey Laurenn, I made it through three entries! On our way back, I said I should get a thank you card and post cards. So I went to the bookstore to get a card to thank Scott and Ann for the starbucks gift card. We walk out and crossing the street was Scott. Dinah said good thing we went in there or else we whould have had to pass him on the mall. I don't mind seeing them everywhere. Honest. Brittany and Scott are cool people. I still can't believe that Scott and Ann gave me a gift card. they really shouldn't have. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-05T08:10:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Math Help!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/math_help.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yay! MATH help rocks! Especially since WOW. Accent... Matty is phophetic... No, I'm not feeling so stressed. It is worth the twenty dollars.!!!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[emily]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-06T01:10:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Walk ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/walk.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I just came back from over an hour long walk. Emily and I went walking and just walked--past dodge street. Past the double tree hotel. WOW... really into down town. you can see it from my room, just because it is a big building. Funny thing is I didn't feel scared at all. We were just talking. We started out with talking about guys and ended up with ghosts and spirituality. It was amazing. I'm so cold right now. It is nice right now but cold. Emily came into my room while i was resting and I had my pjs on but I pulled on my sneakers and coat and we walked. Even though we weren't in the best part of  town. I didn't feel uncomfortable. I felt my guardian angel was right there. Thank you angel. Thank you. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[hands]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[le sigh]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ sigh]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-06T11:10:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today... random.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/today_random.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>He has great hands. Really great hands... That thought came to me during philosophy. Yes, my mind wandered. but sigh... Nice hands... i just have to learn to love my self in the way that Aristotle talks about before I can be a Good friend. and from friendship, comes caring and from caring comes Love... Sigh. 
Max just came in for the math assignment that is due tomorrow. He's one hot cookie... A very nice guy but not my type... besides almost all the girls are all over him. He's been to Philmont, though... So has Methos but BOTH of them have gfs and are serious about them... Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. 
Adew, Adew.  
Don't read the Bible, while listening to Simon and Garfunkel before falling asleep it leads to weird dreams although I was oddly comforted by them. 
The ghost in DOE made presence known. Turned on the computer for me. 
Weird.
I got through my entire Math assignment tonight without major problems. Except for the  ones Ben helped me on Yesterday although I understood what we did yesterday to get the answer today! Celebrate!!!!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[respect]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[abuse]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sexuality]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sexual abuse]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sexual]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[harassment]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[people helping people]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[assult]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-07T12:10:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A new mission]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/a_new_mission.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My friend was sexually assulted. She's been living with it and avoiding the girl who did it. She wanted to press charges but... The school had to take care of it first. They did not find her guilty of anything. I believe my friend. She did not make this up. Because who would actually make something like this up? She had to give up clubs that were important to her; she had to come out to her family. You know what sucks even more? She got the letter today that stated she was cleared of all charges. Today during the Stop Intimate Violence Week. I don't know what I can do for her besides be there for her. I don't know. I want to cry, I want to hug her but I can't do that unless she reaches out for help. She stopped by my room to tell me and that was it. 
Why do people just assume that she's making it up? Why can't people respect other people enough to know boundaries and to keep them? Why can't people realize that Sexual Harrassment, abuse, assult don't have to be Guy/girl, strangers. It can be someone we trust, someone of the same gender. It doesn't matter if the intent was there, if the person feels victimized or injured so much that it affects daily life, than something happened. 
Please make sure this girl continues to get help, through counseling and through the love of people around her. I need help on this one. 
This Shit happens but it shouldn't. We shouldn't just accept it passively. Women all over the world are raped and we should feel just as injusticed as if it happened to our family. Between 2003 and 2004, there were 52,759 reported rapes in South Africa.
Those are just the reported ones. 
Just think. Just ask. When starting a new relationship, ask--Is it all right if I put my arm around you? Is it all right if I kiss you? STEPS should always be taken to respect the other person. Sexual abuse is not just intercourse. It is exploitation, it is exposing, it is touching. It is when one person feels that the one's sexuality, body or mind was used for the pleasure of the other person. And in that pleasure, the other person usually feels control and power. 
By not giving the power to the abuser, by not accepting that it happens, by taking steps, we can help other girls and women, boys and men, not have to suffer or help them recover from sexual abuse. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[helpless]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[discouraged]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[forlorn]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[disheartened]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-07T12:10:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I am just...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_am_just.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Angry
Frustrated
Helpless
Forlorn
Disheartened
Discouraged
Choleric
Incensed
Indignant


I feel so superficial. Here I am happy about math when my friend is suffering. I wish I knew my friend for longer before this happened. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-08T01:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yep]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/yep.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I guess I skipped the seventh truely... I had a wonderful one as well. I actually loved math class today. He's a great teacher. Yay. We just got done watching Pride and Prejudice... Yes the entire movie. It is such a chick flick. I want a Mr. Darcy. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[accent]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[north dakota]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-08T02:10:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[To thine own self, be true.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have always been a person who has said “If they don’t like me for who I am, fuck them. They are missing out on knowing me.” Sometimes, though, I have wavered from actually believing it. I’m sick of it. THIS IS WHO I AM. Take it or leave it. Those who matter don’t care and those who care don’t matter. An example of this is North Dakota. Yes, I have a North Dakotan accent on certain words. My brother does as well. It is just how we grew up. My father is a “city” boy from North Dakota although he grew up mostly in Linton and returned to work there in the summers. When we return, my brother and I will return to the accent and pick up some of the paralanguage, ya. 

	My North Dakotan accent has returned since I’ve come to school. I hear Sarah and Scott with theirs and I just return to it. Sometimes it is stronger than at other times but it will slip out. I do not have control over it. Dinah and Kervin make fun of me so much. It is pretty funny but it is just how I am. Wait until I visit family. I’ll come back with a German North Dakota Accent. It is very hard for me to admit this. As time has passed, I’ve gotten even angrier. Last Sunday, Dinah, Kervin and Emily were making fun of Midwestern accents and Dinah especially North Dakotan accents. We were in Church, sitting on the alter and they were getting louder and louder, I said “Hush” and other things, but they were getting meaner and meaner and louder and louder. I didn’t do much but they were so mean, so so mean. I turned my back on them and I cried as I prayed. I had to fight so much to find a center. I felt so bad for Scott sitting right there listening to this and all the other people. JUST BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE A TEXAN ACCENT, IT DOESN’T MEAN I’M WRONG. I don’t say Oh, My GAD. I don’t say pAp for pop. I don’t say bEg for bag. But you know what they are saying. So because I didn’t stand up then, I’m going to tell you to fuck off now. 

	I’ve lost my North Dakota. On Wednesday, Dinah and I went for a walk, after we heard Kervin’s tirade on accents. He was still there for part of it because we were dropping him off at the Center for Art for play practice. I can say South Dakota without an accent but I can’t say North Dakota without one. I can say North without an accent but I can’t say North Dakota without one. They made me practice saying North Dakota until it was gone and they made fun of me when I said it. I can’t believe that I did that. I am not true to myself. I did not make Kervin get rid of his, I did not make Dinah assimilate to the Midwest—why won’t they let me be true to my accent?

	I will be nice to Scott always. I’m sorry Dinah, I don’t know why you don’t like him but I can be nice to him. I don’t have to avoid him. And Yes, You should feel guilty for talking about him. You made a choice. You continued. I didn’t stop you but I didn’t join in. I feel embarrassed for you. I feel guilty that I didn’t stop you. I must come to terms about that. 

	To Scott, Thank you. Thank you for helping us adjust to college, Thank you for helping me find a math tutor, Thank you for joking around with us. Thank you for being a point of contention. I guess my purpose in meeting you was to learn more about myself. Thank you. 

	To thine own self, be true. Thank you, Polonius. I am ready to do that now. If you don’t like me for me, buzz off. Because I am myself and no one else can fill that role. If I’m not myself, I leave a hole in God’s scheme.

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-08T11:10:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Summer and Smoke]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I saw Summer and Smoke tonight. Very good play. I had the choice of a boys soccer game or the play. I felt at peace going there. The play was so funny in the first act and sad in the second. I watched it and I saw myself in Alma. I cried so much. I cried. People looked at me strangely and didn't understand why I was teared up. I can't explain it. I don't want to explain it to the people around me. I just... yeah. I want to cry more. I've been crying so much the last few days. I think after next week, I'll finally be back at peace. I hope I do well on my mid-terms. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[hand]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-09T12:10:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hold my hand and I'll take you there, somehow...Somed...  ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hold my hand and we're halfway there.

Hold my hand and I'll take you there,
Somehow . . .

Some day! . . . 

--West Side Story.

This song is just stuck in my head right now. I felt that summer and smoke needed it at the end. I think the message would have been right as well. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[migraine]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-09T06:10:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Migraine#2]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/migraine2.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was sort of human this morning. I could not exactly get going and I couldn't figure out why. I thought I was just dehydrated so I was drinking a bunch of water this morning. Not it. Finally when Kervin came by for breakfast I popped an Imitrex. Guess what. Dosage wasn't high enough. It lessened it a bit but when I got back it was so much worse. I ended up taking another one and zoning out on the couch. blanket over my head Sunglasses on. cold compresses on eyes and neck. At one point Mihn came in and she was like you look like shit. So I zonked out for a couple more hours. It is only with in the last couple minutes that I have been feeling human. Great day for studying like I thought I was going to do. Midterms are next week! My roomie was really nice about it. She turned off all the lights and was really quiet. But there was nothing really that I could do, except sleep it off. Thank you Migraine #2. complete with photosensitivity, audiosensitivity and nausea. I heart you too. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[feel good]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[feel bad]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[post card]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-09T07:10:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Family]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/family.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This may seem completely unrelated but towards the end you may see the connection. 

Things are often awkward around my grandparents. I am so glad that I have them but they are weird birds. They are very manipulative but now they are getting older, I just feel bad for them. They had so many wishes and hopes that were shattered. I recently got a care package from them. It was okay. The thought that counts, right? My grandparents called one night to see if it had arrived and I hadn’t checked yet. So I explained the hours were weird and that I’ll get it the next day. I got it and didn’t want to call them to say thank you. I did say thank you when I didn’t know what it was so… My mom was hounding me to call so I went to the book store and wrote a thank you post card. The post card was the chapel at my school. I knew they would get a kick out of it. I sent it off and on it was a simple message of thank you. No biggie. 

My mother has one sister and one brother. I have one cousin. The son of my uncle. He has been estranged from our family for years. I don’t really know him. He doesn’t go by the family last name. One night I was talking to my father. He said he was talking with Sean (Last name). I asked Who? Sad I don’t know who my cousin is. Well, Sean got a message that my grandfather was dying and wanted to know the truth. I guess what happened was my aunt and uncle and grandparents got a plan to get Sean back in their lives. They played him like a fiddle. 

Motivation? My post card. I said thank you when Sean never did. And they feel like he owes them. I hate family dynamics. I just thought that this was the kind of thing that could come out of a bad soap opera. Don’t lie to people to get them back into your lives. Just be. Karma—What you give is what you get returned. If you feel like you didn’t have a good childhood, take parenting classes. If you feel like you had an okay childhood, take parenting classes. Just don’t repeat the mistakes. I said thank you because that is what my parents taught me to do. My parents didn’t just teach me to say that. They also displayed such behavior. My uncle never said thank you to anyone so of course he never taught his son to do that either.  My uncle and my mom had the same “teachers” but my mom knew that their way could not be the best way so she took parenting classes and worked on herself so she could get her children on their feet. Be who you are and say what you feel but be the best you can be and with the rest just deal. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[blog entries]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[blog index]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-09T08:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Blog Index!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/blog_index.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Because of the new blog index, I'm going back and adding titles to all of my entries. At least a number. Thank you, Mindsay. I love the blog index. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-09T09:10:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Number Game!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/number_game.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>58/142=0.40845070422535211267605633802817. 
41%
Yay Down... I was starting to get to my goal... even across the days but the Accent thing screwed me up. 
Scottie number game!

I need to show about bryan but wow... last time I mentioned him was when I did the numbers last... over like forty entries ago. 
I should do the number game with Ben as well... Lol... That number will go up... 
Can you tell I'm feeling much better. I need to study for latin more but I'll get there. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[choices]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mass]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-10T12:10:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I love going to Mass. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_love_going_to_mass.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Mass was so much fun. The reading were about Comfort and trusting in God. For example, Psalm 23 and Philippians 4:12-14. Both are things I need to do. I made a choice tonight.  To work on homework for mid-terms like I planned to do today but instead was stricken by a migraine or to go to Mass? Choices choices. I went to Mass. I can handle it because I made smart choices on Sat. night--namely I didn't get drunk. I felt so comfortable and happy. Even though walking to and from, I had to wear my sunglasses because it was too bright. the lights on the Mall are really bright, but Candle light mass is wonderful. I made the right choice. The songs were nice, especially On Eagle's Wing and Beautiful. How can I keep from singing? and Sing a Song unto the Lord were nice but not my favorites. I love going to Mass. I love recieving Magis when so I can reflect afterwards. Yay. I'm almost hyper now but I'll go to bed soon. Good night. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[yes lord]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[lord]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[thank the lord]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[migrane]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-10T01:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Spirituality and Me]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/spirituality_and_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I need to go into the spiritual side of things for a moment. I felt the presence of Jesus. At one point in Mass, the sounds and light were getting to me so much, that I was doubled over in pain. I was cradling my head in my hands. Before Mass started, Dinah had been rubbing my back. I didn't have the heart to tell her that made it worse because she was trying. So Kervin sat between us, and when I was doubled over, I could have thought it was him rubbing my back. It was too light and from the wrong angle and it made me feel better. I also had my hands over my eyes and well, I felt another pair over them. Not quite though. It was so amazing. I feel so much better. I feel a calmness in my body. Thank you, God. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Holy Spirit.

For Marie, my friend and victim of intimate violence, may she live in peace and grow to be herself. For this I pray. Lord, hear my prayer. 

For Adarsh, that he may be safe in the wake of the earthquake where he now resides. For this I pray. Lord, hear my prayer. 

For Bryan, that he may learn to see God's Presence and be safe in his daily walks. For this I pray. Lord, hear my prayer. 

For Bryan and all other soldiers in Iraq, I call on Joan of Arc, to intercede on my behalf. Lord, may you protect them and grant them peace so that they may live. Lord, hear my prayer. 

For myself, that I may remember to trust in the comfort of God, I pray to the lord. Lord, hear my prayer. 

For the strength to help in the best way I can without losing my own purpuse, I pray to the Lord. Lord, hear my prayer. 

To Gereon, patron saint of migraines, I pray that you may help me and all others with the same pain, as we celebraite your day of memorial. I pray to the Lord. Lord, hear my prayer. 

In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[floor]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[elevator]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-10T05:10:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Elevator and FLiPpers]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/elevator_and_flippers.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>The building I live in has nine floors. Yes, I live on the ninth--the FLPer floor. We have two elevators to accomidate 528 or so students. Floors two and three usually don't use it and we usually get mad at those on fourth who use it. I usually use the stairs, except when I'm tired (like I am now) or carrying something. Well, the elevator has broken several times--Especially the south one. It really stinks when both are broken. Well, usually one breaks at the ninth floor, like currently. Well, as I was waiting for the elevator this afternoon, I made a joke. "Those stupid FLPers breaking the elevator again." Well, the girl who heard it was like "Damn those Flippers." She was being serious, where I was not. The elevator finally arrives. I get on before her and press 9. She's like you are one of them. I nodded and said that's how I can make those jokes. So I really didn't think about it but people should always be careful about who their audience is. I knew this girl wasn't on my floor but she didn't know I was on the floor.  I was good natured about it, after all. I don't know why it happens to my floor. Take the stairs. Going up nine flights isn't bad. I actually enjoy it. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ hug]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hug me]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[group hug]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-10T07:10:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[HUG!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hug.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034278098_tionbehind.jpg" border="0" alt="hug from behind"><br>hug from behind - you like to feel what the other<br>person is feeling and see things how they see<br>them. you tend to be serious and emotional.
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-11T01:10:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Midterms. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/midterms.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am allowing myself fifteen minutes just to play on the computer before I start studying for mid-terms. Yay! I only have four now. My Philosophy one will be part take home and part in class the tuesday we return from break. Yay. I can study now--especially for my speech one. That one is going to be so subjective. What was the date of the original public speaking handbook? Or how long ago was it written? Anyone? Ancient Egypt. 4500 years ago. That is pulling BS from our asses. I'm so fucked. But it will be okay. I'm going to study Latin now because that is tomorrow and then do Calc so when I meet with Ben, I have specific questions I need help with. Then Back to Latin. Yay.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[check]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-12T11:10:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341556</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Latin Midterm-check
Surviving Calc--Check
Coloring through Theology--Check
Work study for just over an hour--Check
Talking with Dr. C about my medallion-special--Check
Working with Ben and talking about our respective homes--Check
Watching Ben try to explain gravitational attraction without using the word attraction--Priceless. I think that moment was worth twenty bucks.
Going to Starbucks--Check
Just having fun--Check
Studying for Speech midterm--check. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-12T11:10:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Starbucks...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/starbucks.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tashey got to use her gift certificate from Scott and Ann. Go Me!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-13T01:10:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Geoff]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/geoff.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm getting to know one of the guys on my floor. It is so much fun. He's sharing these stories. He's sitting on the futon and talking. It is so funny. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-13T08:10:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Calculators... Ha]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/calculators_ha.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This morning, as I am reviewing for my Com. Midterm. I'm laughing about yesterday. During my math help, Ben gave me a problem which was plug in numbers to figure out the rate. He wanted me to do a positive one and a negitive one. He was giving them to me and they were coming out as negitive. I finally said "it's this one." He was plugging the numbers into his calc and I did the 2nd Entry which puts the formula up for you and then  changed the numbers. He was like How are you doing that so quickly? I'm just using my calc. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-13T10:10:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Other side]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/other_side.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm flying home tomorrow, so I'm packing my computer to do so. See you on the other side. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-14T01:10:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Completed...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/completed.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Laundry done...
Studying... adequite...
Shower...completed
Sleep soon. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-15T09:10:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yay]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/yay.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yay. Forensics meet. Yay. I'm tired. I had good food and dogs are all over me. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-17T01:10:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Church]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/church.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I went to my home church today and it was so different. I was making jokes like &quot;You mean people actually sing the mass parts and say the Our Father? What's up with that?&quot; I love the simplicity of my mass in OM. I was really angry at the deacon because his sermon made an illogical jump. I didn't like it. I had to calm myself down and it was work, but I did it. Thank you, Holy Spirit.</p><br><p>Went up to see Grandparents, great-aunt, great-aunt and husband, their daughter, her husband and son. They live in Iowa so they were saying that we could have planned it better for them to pick me up. Oh well. It would have been too full as it was. Their son is so intelligent. He just turned 2 and he is speaking full sentences--understandibly. My other second cousin on that side of the family just turned 9 and you can barely understand him. Gee, that's what happens when you talk to the baby. He has the cutest red hair--he really looks like daddy. That was cool. But then I slept most of the day away. Altitude can do that to you. I guess I'm a lowlander now, but I have mountains here so... It is worth it. Goodnight. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[climbing]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[climbing wall]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-18T12:10:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Climbing]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/climbing.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm online waiting for JP to aim me but he has to get home first. I went climbing tonight and it was great. I might try to hang out with Jp and Stacy when I get to mines to go camping. Yay. I love internet. I've written something everyday this month... WOot WoOt. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[home computer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fall break]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-20T03:10:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Going Back]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/going_back.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ironic that I had written something and it is now the twentieth and I am just writing again...Yes. But it is so harder to work on the computer at home. I went to RHS today to visit. I avoided Lair. I went and saw Clark, T, Walker, A and went to the yearbook room to pick up my awards. I did't want to stay too long but all of the newspaper kids wanted to talk to me so I hung out with them for a while. I was in there when Rach. the new EIC came in and I said hi. It took her a moment and she went "what are you doing here?" I said fall break and she said it was just so natural to see me there. I haven't been in there for a couple months. It was weird going back. I liked seeing these people. I liked talking about problems and such but it just isn't right anymore. I'll go back to CLC in a couple hours. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-24T12:10:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Here I am...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/here_i_am.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am back. I've seen most of my friends. I have gone to Mass. I have not yet eaten the food but that will come tomorrow. I also need to finish my mid term. Lol... Yikes. I was told that I can't have any plans for friday but I'm cool with that. Happy Birthday to Me! It is going to be fun tomorrow. I am so glad to be back. Here I am Lord. It is I lord. I have heard you calling in the night. I will go Lord, If you lead me. I will help your people lord. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-24T12:10:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Jarheads]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/jarheads.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am a pacifist. I am anti-war. I am pro-peace. I read extensively. One of my favorite writers is Tim O’Brien. His style is a personal narrative non-fiction into fiction. In his book, The Things They Carried, he states what is truth and what is fiction. He doesn’t know. His books are not really anti-Vietnam but more of a personal recapturing of all that he lost being drafted. 
I recently picked up Jarheads by Anthony Swofford to read. I know it is a movie that will soon be released but I don’t know why anyone would make a movie about this book if they have truly read the book. I don’t know what the message is yet. I am guessing it is close to O’Brien’s message, which would lean towards the anti-war. 
But in this book, he writes “There is talk that many Vietnam films are antiwar, that the message is war is inhumane and look what happens when you train young American men to fight and kill, they turn their fighting and killing everywhere, they ignore their targets and desecrate the entire country, shooting fully automatic, forgetting they were trained to aim. But actually, Vietnam War films are all pro-war, no matter what the supposed message, what Kubrick or Coppola or Stone intended. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson in Omaha or San Francisco or Manhattan will watch the films and weep and decide once and for all that war inhumane and terrible, and they will tell their friends at church and their family this, but Corporal Johnson at Camp Pendleton and Sergeant Johnson at Travis Air Force Base and Seaman Johnson at Coronado Naval Station and Spec 4 Johnson at Twentynine Palms Marine Corps Base watch the same films and are excited by them, because the magic brutality of the films celebrates the terrible and despicable beauty of their fighting skills. Fight, rape, war, pillage, burn. Filmic images of death and carnage are pornography for the military man; with film you are stroking his cock, tickling his balls with the pink feather of history, getting him ready for his real First Fuck.” 
	How can anyone read that and make a film out of the same text? Someone want to answer me? If the message of the movie is anti-war, then the author himself says the message is lost. That it doesn’t matter, those who are trained to kill will just see it as a celebration of their skills. This man volunteered. He wanted this and he learned. He is entitled to speak against the situation, spread the story. He is entitled to but how can he approve a movie when he himself said that all war movies are pro-war to those who already believe in war? I don’t know what the movie will be like. I can’t know yet. Maybe the movie was made to change the mind of those high school seniors who think war is glorious and they are going to join up as soon as they are able but inside they really aren’t certain. Maybe that is the purpose of the movie that by definition is pro-war. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[stimulating]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[lewd]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-24T09:10:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Titillating]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/titillating.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I need a new word for titillating… Thesaurus suggestions: arousing, captivating, exciting, interesting, intriguing, lewd, lurid, provocative, sensational, stimulating, suggestive, teasing, thrilling… Which one to choose? No wonder I got my bag checked… </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-25T01:10:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hot date over]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hot_date_over.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My hot date with my computer is over with. YAY. and it is only 1230. YaY. Night. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[sex type thing]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[intern]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-25T02:10:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hmmm.... True or False?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hmmm_true_or_false.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table cellpadding="5"><tr><td>  <table> <tr> <td height="600" valign="top" width="255"> <img border="1" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/DGSDf.gif"><br><br> <font size="1"> <b>Act 2, Scene 1</b><br> <i>An attractive young woman, the INTERN, sits at her desk. ROSS and MACGRUDER, two sales associates, stand near the water cooler.</i><br><br> <b>MACGRUDER</b>: Whoa! Get a load of the new intern! I'd like to file my proposal in her drawers.<br><br> <b>ROSS</b>: Easy there, MacGruder, you'll get us fired. [aside] I agree.<br><br> <i>Exeunt.</i></font>     </td> <td>   </td> <td valign="top"> <center> <font size="5">The Intern</font><br> <font size="4"> <b>D</b>eliberate<font shmolor="white"> </font><b>G</b>entle<font shmolor="white"> </font><b>S</b>ex<font shmolor="white"> </font><b>D</b>reamer (<font shmolor="red">DGSDf</font>)</font><br><br> </center>     Capable. Trustworthy. Carnal. <b>The Intern</b>. <br><br>     From our experience, Interns are nice girls who would really,  really like us to come on to them. They, like you, must be looking for  sex, preferably from someone good-looking and successful. So... what  are you doing later? Oh, okay, cool. Well, maybe next time? Okay, okay,  jeez. <br><br> <center> <table align="right" bgshmolor="#bbbbbb" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="1"> <tr height="20"> <td align="center" bgshmolor="#eeeeee"> <span class="tiny"> Your exact opposite:<br> <b>The Sudden Departure</b><br> <img border="1" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLMf_thumb.gif"><br> Random<font shmolor="white"> </font>Brutal<font shmolor="white"> </font>Love<font shmolor="white"> </font>Master<br> </span> </td> </tr> </table> </center>     The thing is, you're a little bit quiet, so men think you're waiting for <font shmolor="blue">them</font> to start things. You do like sex a lot, they're right about that, but few of them realize you're a genuinely thoughful person. <br><br>     You're choosy, not wanting to get mixed up with just anyone.  Girls can get away with this kind of selectiveness for some reason.  Most guys have to take whatever's lying around, passed out. <br><br>     You're not necessarily looking for a steady relationship right  now; that's cool. Be careful to avoid people trying to tie you down to  anything other than bedposts. <br><br> <font shmolor="red">ALWAYS AVOID</font>: <b>The False Messiah</b>, <b>The Vapor Trail</b> <br><br><font shmolor="blue">CONSIDER</font>: <b>The Bachelor</b> </td> </tr> </table>  <br><br>Link: <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"><b>The 32-Type Dating Test</b></a> by <a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><b><b>OkCupid</b> - Free Online Dating</b></a>.<br>My profile name: <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=18084063811135454817"><b>causticpax</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[multiple sclerosis]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[lupus]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-25T03:10:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What is scarier?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/what_is_scarier.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Which is scarier? MS or Lupus? </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/boy_in_girls_bathroom.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-25T09:10:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Boy in Girls Bathroom]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/boy_in_girls_bathroom.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Johnny is carrying around cardboard numchucks and a mask. He just cut through the girls bathroom--after checking to make sure there were no girls. Yes, we did encourage him. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[roomie]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[clues]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hair style]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[long hair]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[talking points]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[math test]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-26T11:10:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341573</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I really hope my friends are planning a surprise for me because it really feels like it. Like my friend, talking to my roomie out in the hall for a couple minutes.
Ha... That is just one of the clues that just occured...
I had fun at tutoring today. I had to go half an hour later which was nicer. SHhhh... I tried to put my hair up in a different style bun today and it kept on falling down on my way to tutoring. So I get there and he's talking on his cell phone. and I put my back pack down and try to fix my hair. I get it up and go to get my stuff out... it falls down. He laughs and says "that worked." I was laughing in agreement. He said " you could always cut it off." I said I did that once. And I didn't like it. So I said that I had chopped off two feet of hair. He was like wow. (he has like an inch and a quarter long hair) and he said that he thinks it is too much when he cuts off a half inch.
We then talked about our breaks. We worked on Math. He asked how I did on my math test and I said that I did much better... Later he said I should work on derivrations but if I don't think so I don't have to because he wasn't the one who aced the test. I said I didn't ace the test, I just did well. So I did about 21 points better. I have a passing grade in the class. We ended up doing math for only about 20 minutes... actually I got back to my room at 530... when I should have come back at 545... Whoops, Talking. 
I spoke to my speech teacher about my grade and I got some points back. not as many as i wanted but it is okay. I made my point and got clarification like I needed. She said it was a good thing for me to advocate for myself. So that was good. I feel better about that. My next speech should be better.  
I watched Top Gun tonight after handing out candy to the boys and girls club. I am such a girl when I watch that movie. I love that movie. Kara will probably watch it someday soon because she loves the music and she was laughing at the different parts that she was hearing. I was watching it on my laptop so she couldn't exactly see it. I told her she should. So I bet she will. Top Gun rocks... I mean it glorifies war... but No wonder bryan went into the marines... wow how long has it been since i've mentioned him? yikes. I brought back pictures of him and other people from my former life including the lmao picture. Dinah was laughing at teh picture as well and she doesn't even know him. I'm going to count that in like two mintues...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-27T12:10:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bryan? Wow...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/bryan_wow.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Okay, so it was only 20 entries since I last mentioned Bryan... But it was more of a general prayer, like the one I say every night for him... I think I'll check the last time I refered to him romantically. ...
136 is the last time it could be construed at all romatically. hah.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[pabst blue ribbon]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hair styles]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ribbon]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[retro hair styles]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-27T11:10:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Be sure to wear a ribbon in your hair.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/be_sure_to_wear_a_ribbon_in_your_hair.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My hair looked cute today. I have a really long blue ribbon, and so I made two braids with it in it--french braided in. it looks like a headress. I got so many complements on it. People were stopping me in the mall to compliment it. People I've never talked to--including guys flirting with me... It looks cool though... It is so me as well. Maybe I'll get more ribbon and do other styles. Oh yeah, since tomorrow is my birthday, I'm wearing happy birthday ribbion in my hair. Woot Woot. Kerv told me that he has something planned for me. Coolness. So I'll let you know all about it tomorrow. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[birthday happy]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[a good year]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-28T12:10:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[FLPer menter...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/flper_menter.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My FLPer mentors just stopped by to wish me a happy birthday and say that even though I'm away from home, they are here for me. They gave me a card and puppy chow wrapped in a paper towel, stapled together. I laugh. I also got hugs... Sean is a very awkward hugger and he admits it. I'm having a good birthday. I definitely think this one is up there on memorable ones... This one and last year. Wow... this time last year, I went to see The misantrope... Wow... Life. It's a good one. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[virginity]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great friends]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great fucking idea]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great guy]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great little guy]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-29T12:10:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Happy Birthday to me!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/happy_birthday_to_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I lost my virginity tonight. What a way to celebrate my birthday. It was hot, dark and sweaty and it gave me a headache. But it was Fucking great. I think I orgasmed near the end. Let’s see, I went at 7 and I just got back to my room, so four hours of fucking great time. It was a gift I gave myself and it was free. Yes, I did lose my virginity tonight—my concert virginity and it was so worth it. I’m going to plug for a couple bands tonight—Houston Calls, 15 Minutes and Allister. If anything, CU has great taste in music for the free concert. I did spend money. $7 to buy the new CD and I got some stickers. My hearing is slowly coming back. OMG THAT WAS SO FUCKING GREAT. I just had so much fun. The bands improved in the order they presented. The last guy was so gorgeous. It was so fucking great. He had beautiful eyes and beautiful tattoos. Oh, my. So good-bye, virginity. I won’t miss you. I love this guy. I have a new favorite band. Their songs were clearly different. They had wonderful voices. Oh, my. I’m going to watch the movie my friends gave me, now. Today, was the best birthday I’ve had. Thank you for these friends. Thank you for the fun. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[quote]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[amazing quote]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-29T03:10:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Posting an anonymous quote that I lost the website of a long time ago... soo...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/posting_an_anonymous_quote_that_i_lost_the_website_of_a_long_time_ago_soo.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I figured out why girls love musicians so much. It's the way their eyes seem to be haunted. It's when they have so much passion for what they are doing and what they are singing. To us it seems like they're pouring out their souls to us, when any other guy would never have the guts to do that. They make us feel a part of them, like we're included. 

I remembered this quote in the middle of 15 Minutes set. Boy, was it cool...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[corset]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-29T11:10:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Halloween.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/halloween.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>The girls were made into ladies tonight and I stored my key in it until Kervin took my key. I also had a guy take me out of my corset... Tee Hee Tee Hee. We're watching a movie and we decided to get more comfortable. I was stuck. I was totally stuck and he had to help me. the middle grommet was stuck. I love wearing corsets. I was getting on the elevator when three guys from my floor were getting off. This one guy, Max, was like "is that a real corset?" and I said yes. and he said "I like real corsets." The entire time he was looking at my skin... Ha. Oh yeah, I wasn't going to the dance but Kerv and Janay convinced me. Janay dressed me and we decided I was a Madam or a Mistress. I'll find pictures some time... Kerv is now in his boxers in my room because he was a flasher and his trench was too warm. He's also wearing a t-shirt of mine... Ha... He's actually meeting someone right now so... Yeah. We're watching finding neverland right now... I love them. I'm concerned about Dinah, she hasn't been answering her phone. Kara just said that Dinah was at the dance. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[trust in god]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-10-31T12:10:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Like a child]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/like_a_child.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Campfire. I'm covered in smoke. I want to apoligize to Scott but I don't know what for. It is just a general feeling of i'm sorry. Maybe I should say Thank you. Because I am thankful for him. 
Like a child rests in his mother's arms, so will I rest in you. Like a child rests in his mothers's arms, so will I rest in you. Oh, Israel Trust in God, now and always trust in God. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-10-31T05:10:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You said hello]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_said_hello.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You said hello~By Mopey

You are my stepping stone.
The first step to get my feet wet.
Holding me until I feel I can go on my own
I can do nothing to repay this debt.

You said hello.
You pushed and prodded.
You showed me the world to know
You made me feel like I belonged.

Is it any wonder I fell for you?
But with my next step, I moved beyond
My stepping stone into this view.
I just want to thank you for this bond.

You said hello
You pushed and prodded.
You showed me the world to know.
You made me feel like I belonged. 

This is my realm now.
I’m comfortable here. 
I’d thank you but I don’t know how
In the first moments, you were such a dear.

You said hello
You pushed and prodded.
You showed me the world to know.
You made me feel like I belonged.

I would not be here without you.
My first step would have made me turn back
Without your support, doing all you do.
You gave me this world, nothing I lack.

You said hello.
You pushed and prodded.
You showed me the world to know.
You made me feel like I belonged.

Now, my world is full and vibrant.
I have little room for you any where.
You accept my bright, bursting life without a rant.
With gratitude to you always, I end this affair

You said hello.
You pushed and prodded.
You showed me the world to know.
You made me feel like I belonged.

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[math homework]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[favorite actor]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[christian bale]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[work and sleep]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[good movie]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-01T10:11:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Movies and Sleep. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/movies_and_sleep.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love Newsies. It is such a feel good movie. I was trying to decide if I wanted to sleep early tonight or watch a movie... Guess what I did. Hmmmm.... Christian Bale is my favorite actor. Not just because he is hot, but because he is so versitile. I think of all the movies I've seen with him in it and I'm impressed. Each character is different. Amazing... I slept most of the day away. I went to class and work but I came back and slept for a couple hours. I went to Seminar and then Service. I had so much fun tonight even though I caught some kids sharing an inhaler and using too many puffs. Whoops, they got in trouble but it was better that I did it. Later, I was working with two girls on their math homework and English homework. One girl was a joy to work with. All you had to do was show her how to do it and check her work. The second one was like why don't you just give me the answer? Because it won't help you. You'll be using this for the rest of your life. If I gave you the answer, you won't learn it. Katrina remarked that it looked like I really enjoyed myself. I often look uncomfortable there not because of race but because I don't know what to do. This time, I worked in an area I felt comfortable in--tutoring. I might go back at other times so I can do that. I need to do my Latin and work on my Calc so I can have my homework done when I meet with Ben. Yay! Other than the chronic pain, I'm doing great. I'm having a blast in life. So I love Newsies. YaY. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dinner]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-01T11:11:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dinner.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/dinner.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I think I have a date tomorrow... Not certain. Maybe it is just hanging out but... This kid skipped class and then came up to me afterwards and gave me a huge hug and asked me about my dinner plans. At that point, I was running to the Hope Center and I said I'd call him later. I ended up not calling him so I got a message from him that is like "You didn't call me" So I'm having dinner with him tomorrow. kind of fun. Kind of fun. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[girls are evil]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-02T07:11:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Girls are evil]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/girls_are_evil.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why Girls are evil

Given: 
-Girls equal time and money
-Time is money
-And money is the root of all evil
Prove: Girls are evil

Girls = time x money____________Given
Time= money_____________________Given
Girls = money x money___________Law of substitution
Girls = money2__________________Duh, squares
Money= √all evil________________Given
Money2 = all evil_______________Law of Square roots
Girls = all evil________________Law of Substitution

(the two is a power) I can't do a superscript on this... darn...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-05T02:11:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[concert sucked]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/concert_sucked.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tashey in love again... Perhaps better term is in lust... He's such a wrestler. I'll also talk about concert sometime.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fire]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fire alarm]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[soaked]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-05T11:11:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[FIRE!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341587</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I should be working on a paper but I'm too stressed to even think about it. Last night, a fire broke out on my floor. A lamp combusted and lit a girl's bedding on fire. She was on the other side of the floor from me but it was still my floor.  At about 130, I heard screaming for our RA, put my shoes on, grabbed my keys and cell phone, a sweatshirt (of course, I was in my PJs) and Baby. By the time I did that, the fire alarm went off. I ended up sleeping on the couch of a senior who has an apartment on campus. When he let a friend and I into the building, I introduced myself. What an impression, right? Because of the sprinklers going underneath the door, the north side of the North side of the hall, is soaked. because we are right across from the bathroom, the water had a path of least resistance to get to our room. My roomie got back into our room at 530. I got in at 830. Her stuff is fine. My laptop is fine. My closet--soaked. My chair--soaked. My backpack complete with books and notes--soaked. I may be getting a third roomie because that girls' room is ruined. Everyone is okay--just emotional. It was just scary and overwhelming. I have a paper that I need to talk to someone about in an hour but I can't think on it right now. Maybe later. Deep Breathe. At least I was strong for everyone else. I didn't break down until I saw my books. That is when I started to cry. I am such a bibliophile. I emailed my professors because my notes are ruined. I have no notes. They are gone--disentigrated. My books may be ruined as well. </p><p>Deep Breath. Maybe I should go get something for breakfast. My stomach is growling and I'm too stressed to think about the paper... Deep Breath</p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[computer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[mold]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[allergic]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-06T01:11:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Galla'girl West]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/gallagirl_west.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have limited computer time because I'm on a computer in the library. I spent the night in Gallager West aka the Park Inn. It was nice but no internet. I am allergic to my room and my floor. As we were putting our lives back together, I lost my voice due to an allergic reaction to the mold and mildew. After scaring my roomie waking up from a nap with an asthma attack, I was still going to stay in the dorm. It was only at our FLP dinner that the choice was made that I would not being staying there. My RA asked me how I was if I lost my voice because I was sick and I said nope mold. She knows that I'm asthmatic and so she made a call to the RD and they sent me to GW. Marie didn't want to escort me to the hospital at midnight again. Because this would be scarier. I need to check out doit because my wireless isn't working. So Much fun. I'm slowly putting my life back together. Yay. Everyone is okay though. so yay. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-06T10:11:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[There is an appointed time for everything]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/there_is_an_appointed_time_for_everything.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">I feel like a vagrant, a vagabond. My life. The things I actually need are down to pretty much two bags—my laptop bag and Clothes. Although all I really need to survive on this campus fits in my hoodie pocket—my flash drives, my inhaler, my id card and my cell phone. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>The rest are just luxuries. (Although, right now, I’m lauding clean underwear) I am able to use the computer in the library. My text books… well, most of my friends have copies of them as well. I could sleep in the library if it was open long enough. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>It is an adventure. I don’t know where I’m going to be sleeping tomorrow night. Maybe in Swanson, maybe in Deglemen. I don’t know. I didn’t even know where I was going to sleep tonight until this afternoon. I haven’t slept in my own bed since… uh… Thursday night. Yeah… </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>I feel good about my philosophy paper because I overcame and was able to complete it. It is funny when you are waiting around to know if all of your stuff has been ruined, all you are concerned about is your laptop that has the only copy of a paper due on Tuesday on it. At the point of the night, I already knew everyone was physically okay. It will take sometime for people to feel completely emotionally okay. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>I want to get rid of all of the extra stuff. If I could be in my room for more than ten minutes without an asthma attack, I would go through all of the extra stuff—all of my pack rat tendencies—and just throw it away. It’s not important. I’m okay. She’s okay. We’re okay. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>I must give to help people. I loved being the strength for those around me. I hated being weak. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>I used to be so scared of fire. All my memories would be gone. Actually, they wouldn’t be. My mom was concerned about my jewelry because we were just leaving the door unlocked while trying to dry things out. I have some nice opals here but what they really are are just stories. My opal necklace that my aunt had made from my great-grandmother’s opal pendent. My pin that says “what color are my eyes?” My bracelet from social experiment. I would still have the stories even if I didn’t have the items. I still grabbed Baby though. When my mother told my brother that, she was in shock but my brother said, “She took what was important to her that could never be replaced.” My life and Baby—the two most priceless things that were in my dorm that could never be replaced. As we were waiting around for news Saturday morning, this one girl was sobbing, “my stuffed penguin (I know I-Ronic) is in my room. My dad just got him for me.” Waa Waa Waa. (Tashey isn’t happy with this girl for other reasons). The people around us were like suck it up. I took Baby out of my hoodie and said, “I understand.” Of course, Baby is 9 almost 10 years old but… I understand the sentiment. Everyone is safe, notes can be replaced. Another thing that is funny is the rug in our room. The rug was completely ruined and Kara dragged it out. She went shopping for a rug. Her parents said not to spend more than a hundred dollars. Way back in August, she had found this rug that she loved. It was around $175. Her parents said no. Today, she saw it on sale and still loved it—marked down to $95. She checked out and it was $17.99. Yes, less than 20 dollars. I guess that rug was meant to be. </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">            </span>I’m still in shock that it was less than 48 hours ago. It seems so long ago. I feel so much older (experience wise) but I’m okay. Things are good. I’m going to deliver a care package to the two girls who’s room is ruined and then go to Mass. Thank you and good night. God bless you and keep you. Maybe sometime, I’ll fill you in on the story about Scott… I found it out last night. But he’ll get through his adventure, just as we are getting through ours. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-07T01:11:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[asdkhfa on Word wants to be Asthma... Huh?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/asdkhfa_on_word_wants_to_be_asthma_huh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Mass... Wonderful... Andrew... Fun... Yeah... Goodnight. I'm in Gallager. </p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/back_in_my_room_woot_woot.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-08T08:11:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Back in my room. woot woot. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/back_in_my_room_woot_woot.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I finally slept in my own bed last night. I was going to try to avoid my RA because she was worried about me. By yesterday, everyone else had moved back in with the exception of the girls whose room was ruined and the guy's whose roof collasped. I wanted back. Just a good night's sleep in my own bed. They had cleaned the carpets so it was smelling pretty good as well. So I came back to my room and was just going to hide out there. Tashey did a stupid thing. She left her keys in the door. RA came by to check why there were keys in there and she saw me... She checked with the RD to make sure it was okay. She came back at like 11 and my roomie was in here as well. She was like "Are you feeling okay?" She was going to have the health aide check me out to make sure. No way. I said I would be fine and I later showed Kara where my inhaler was going to be during the night and if I wasn't thinking, all she needed to do was get it to my mouth--natural tendencies take over after that. So I'm going to write on her board that all is well. It was just funny. RD and health aide. I think not.  </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-08T07:11:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A friend, acc]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/a_friend_acc.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> There are so many levels of friendship. People wonder why I don't trust the word "friendship" A friend, according to Aristotle, is reciprocated goodwill. I wish the best for these people. I sometimes doubt they do the same. Sometimes, I feel like all they do is point out my faults. Some of them I can correct. Others to give them up would be like giving myself up. I don't touch. I rarely hug. My senses can't handle it. I have a big bubble but I try to use my words to convey my friendship towards people. You would think that someone who hugs would understand the use of "heart" as in I "heart" you. I need my paddington. I love most people in that stictly plautonic way that they are them and I am me. I can't use the word love seriously. I've used it once and most of the time I was able to pass it off as a joke. Haha. I guess the joke is on me. I now use it too much. I miss the friends that needed me. I'm so used to being others strength and then here I've needed so much. I've recieved so much strength from these people. I owe them a debt and I wonder if they understand that. I'm trying to put myself out there. Sometimes, I have to step back and reasess what I need versus what I want. I'll be back later to finsih.</p>
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/friendship.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[friendships]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[lost friendships]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[words of love]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[heart heart pain]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-09T12:11:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Friendship ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/friendship.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I think I was trying to get friendships here to replace where I left off with my friends at home. Didn't I just write a paper on Aristitolian friendships? Oh yeah, I turned it in today. Oh well. I'll give them their distance. Laurenn also pointed out to me that she really didn't know me until our senior year. I'm expecting too much of them. I'm also the type of person who has developed my own lingo. Heart does not mean I love you. It means that I think you rock. I have a place for you in my heart. Love is so different. 
Love is the air you breathe. Friendship is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you've forgotten the words. Friends complete us. They are the greatest good and lead to happiness.
Too bad you don't understand all aspects of my soul. I can be the rock for people here. But I can rely on my rocks. Thank you. You helped me out more than you can guess. 
I guess what causes me to derive the most pain is that I saw this unfold in front of my face. I was Imming Kerv when Dinah who was sitting next to me on the futon recieved a phone call. I could make out words that he was saying but not all of them. I knew what she was saying. I was repeating stuff that she was saying and he was like uh what are you saying and I said. Dinah is right next to me. He said Oh fuck and called my room right then and there to talk to me about how I make him feel uncomfortable when I say I heart you. 
Well, your loss. I'm glad that he told me. It's better than letting it fester like a sore. but it makes me question what all he says behind my back. I don't think he would have told me if I hadn't overheard the entire conversation. 
I'm sorry Dinah. I really want to listen more to you and help be your rock. Give me time as I learn the words to the song in your heart. For a True friend knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you've forgotten the words. 

Tonight we had a speaker for FLP. She said (also Warren Buffett's motto) "Make ever decision like it could be published on the front page of a newspaper." Well, my choices are to be proud of myself. and live fully. I'm not going to stand for Dinah and Kervin's bullying. I'm not going to change who I am around them because that would not be who I AM. The person I've strove to work at being for years. The things I change will be for me. and me alone. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[world peace]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[dream world]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-09T12:11:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I Dream a World by Langston Hughes]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_dream_a_world_by_langston_hughes.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I dream a world where man
No other man will scorn,
Where love will bless the earth
And peace its paths adorn
I dream a world where all
Will know sweet freedom's way,
Where greed no longer saps the soul
Nor avarice blights our day.
A world I dream where black, or white,
Whatever race you be,
Will share the bounties of the earth
And every man is free,
Where wretchedness will hang its head
And joy, like a pearl,
Attends the needs of all mankind-
Of such I dream, my world!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[hazel eyes]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[no talking]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[happy kid]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[brown eyes]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[read my lips]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[green eyes]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[good talk]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[talking to people]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-09T12:11:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[God's Plan--Scott's eyes]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/gods_planscotts_eyes.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>That poem fits right now. It really does. I was so happy after Seminar but you know... it was ruined and now I'm like... bleh. I'll tell you why I was so happy.
Last wednesday was the IM flag football championship. This kid got a sholder to the face and ended up dislocating his jaw. On thursday, he went into surgury and now his mouth is  wired shut. Guess who it is... yep. Scott. This is not the funny part, by the way. I found out on Sat. and emailed him on Sunday just saying that I'm sorry, if there was anything I could do and so on. He replied that...  "Just be a good kid and don't get in any trouble.  That's all I ask of you." Haha... So that's another song that will be permanentaly attached to him. (I should start a cd list to burn when I go home... My Scottie Mix... Lol. ) NE ways. I had FRS today and I was talking to Marie before hand... I happened to mention that I couldn't wait to go to seminar... well, she was talking to him earlier so she said, tell him hi for me... oKYA. Force me to talk to him. THat rocks. I was going to anyways because I had a question for him. I told him the thing from Marie and then said "Are you glad you did cortina" his answer?   Walk with me. Oh yeah. So we ended up talking for like twenty minutes. I read people's lips when they talk... Yes the wonderful world of Tashey... It's kind of awkward to read someone's lips who's mouth is wired shut so I was looking at all of his face. Tashey has decided that she could fall in love with his eyes. Brown around the edges but mostly blue with green specks--Beautiful Hazel Eyes. Wow... So he gave me some really good advice. I'll take it to heart. Even though I was entranced by his eyes. Lol. 
So I get done talking with him and I need to go to dinner... So I call Dinah and I say, "That was easier than asking for Math help." Haha... okay... happy world of Tashey. Happy world of Tashey. I guess she got asked by Josh where her other half was and she had no idea. I had a fantastic conversation which was meant to be. At least his aura is looking nicer. Maybe I'll talk to some other people soon. I've had a wonderful day at least until that point. but we'll focus on the before Kervin and friends point... Actually let's focus on Scott's eyes... Haha.
Oh yeah, Sean said that from first sem to second sem, his friends changed a good deal.  Maybe that's what I'll have to do. I really like Sean, Ben, Jeff and Scott's attitudes towards life, maybe I could get to know them more. That might be God's plan. Although, Renee says that " man, that catholic school is corrupting you."
so today Cardonar was talking to my freshman seminar. we were playing the game where we stand up if the statements apply to us. She said "how many of you feel you are called for a vocation. not just a career or a job." How many people out of twenty do you think stood up? Yep... Just me... Vocations are not just a holy order but teaching, motherhood. Both which could apply to me. 
Hey Scott, Are you an A negitive blood type?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[white people]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[stupid white girl]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-09T05:11:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Let us end Racism. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/let_us_end_racism.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Last night, it came to me... As I was crying in my room, you could tell who was worried about me. Marie knew that I would talk to her if I really needed. Kara was irritated at me for having the light on while she wanted to go to sleep. No one else noticed. It just kind of made me want to drown more in the pit of despair that was already there. I will survive. I don't need friends who make fun of me because I am white. I realize there is still racism, but I'm trying to do my part. I've been thinking about it a bunch. Do I expect to go in a room and be the majority. Frankly I don't think about it but no I don't. Do I care? no. I have been in many situations where I was not the majority. I stick out like a sore thumb in those places--When I went to Tijuana, &quot;Come here, Barbie.&quot; When I go to the Hope center, they are just kids. I wish I could do my hair in some of the same styles. but they are utlizing their assests just as I must use mine. I can't walk into a hair dresser and assume they know how to cut my hair. I've gone to some pretty bad ones who could cut curly hair but not straight. Short but not long. I don't need friends who make fun of people because of their accents or point of orgin. I'm not saying I've never been guilty of racism but my excuse is I was young--pre-pre-school and I encountered some real racists. I still feel bad about my behaviour and the pain it must have caused that other little girl. What happened was at a group field trip, we had to hold hands with our partners. Mine ended up being a little black girl. I wanted to be with the popular girls so I was talking with them. They made fun of me for being her partner and not to hold hands with her because she had a disease that will come over to me. I guess I thought it must have been like lice because I didn't hold her hand. I walked next to her. Was that my start of creating a bigger bubble? I don't know. But it still brings me pain today. I'm okay with Dinah calling me haole. It is a part of her culture. She didn't even think people would know what it means. It bugs me about Kervin though, using the word. &quot;White doesn't even cover it anymore--they're haole.&quot; &quot;In the islands of Hawaii, the word haole is occasionally used to annoy people whose skin is all white&quot; from http://www.pantheon.org/articles/h/haole.html It can be a highly charged word and can be used descriptively or derisively. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haole I'm not stupid, I know what it means. I just don't think you should use it. It is an ethnic slur. I'm fine with Dinah using it because she knows the implications of the word. She only uses it around me in jest. Me it is especially appropriate--Haole originally means no breath--Haha. Asthmatic. </p><p>I don't think it is right that kervin just uses it. Being white is not something you can change. Just like being a girl. That is something that was predetermined. Acting white is something that is different. I have tried to show my friends that I'm not a typical white. I'm open to things. I just like my really pale skin. (Sunless tanner doesn't work on me, I'm so pale). Hopefully, Kervin, you realize that I'm not a Haole or white or anything like that. I am so much more. However, you epitomize exactly what I expected a Texan to be like. Someday, when I feel like I can talk to you without crying or getting angry, I will flat out say it and expect you to change your behavior just like you have always expected me to change mine. </p><p>Let us end racism. It doesn't do anything. I'm not just angry because I'm being called Haole. I get angry when people use the word &quot;gay&quot; or &quot;girly&quot; to put down others. We must use language carefully for Words are power. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ thought]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[loathe]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[yeah yeah yeahs]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-09T07:11:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Math tutoring... ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/math_tutoring.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am so tired... Emotionally, Physically, Intellectually. I just came back from almost two hours of Calc. Plus my class this morning. Yay. You know how it is. You have to love your tutor for helping you but ergh, sometimes you just loathe them. Yeah, it is taking me time. Yeah, I'm having trouble with it. What do you expect? I'm here for help. I'm paying you money for help. I just looked at his cowlick and thought "I loathe you right now." I also thought I really wish I had gum right now. It was in my backpack but I wasn't sure if it would be rude if I got it... It's just his gum smelled so good. By the end of it, I was just so tired and making stupid mistakes. ERGH. Kit said I rocked though, so that was a great positive to the day. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-10T12:11:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dearie]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/dearie.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You know how many times I was called dearie today? Or Love? Isn't that Ironic? I can't call people that but people call me it? Huh. plefpt. One of the guys who called me that is actually an adult at my work. 
Damn Connotative vs. Denotative.  It's an endearment. Can I complain about him using haole and then complain about not being about to use dear? I guess I'm being hypocritical. 
I celebrate the whole person and all nuances. Last night, I counted how many times I mentioned him, I realized that most of them were he says I do this and it is wrong. Or This behavior of mine is wrong. I hate that. I worked way too long at making me like me to give it up.
I hate myself. I really do. I'm to God Damn self-centered. Look at how many of those sentences started with I. 
I think I'll email him. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[the saint]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[saint dymphna]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[patron saint]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-10T12:11:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[St. Tashey]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/st_tashey.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Rebelspy2003: I can see it now....saint Tasha...patron saint of pimping </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[lime]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-10T01:11:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Lime]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/lime.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><center>My angst tastes like...<br><img src="http://rachel.dovienya.net/lime.jpg" border="0" alt="lime"><br>Lime<br><a href="http://rachel.dovienya.net/index.html"><font size="-1">Find your angst's flavor</font></a><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-11T12:11:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[roomie, bed. night]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/roomie_bed_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>tomorrow night
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  <guid isPermaLink='true'>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_always_make_a_scene_youre_monochrome_delerious.mws</guid>
  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-11T11:11:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You always make a scene. You're monochrome delerious.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_always_make_a_scene_youre_monochrome_delerious.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>You're nothing that you seem.... I'm done with my four year plan... YAy</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-13T01:11:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cici you later]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/cici_you_later.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>My computer has a virus so I'm taking it to Doit as soon as it opens. But I just had so say this!!! I went to lunch with my family. Six of us squished into Sean's little car and well, Bennett isn't a small kid. So Sean and Liz were just talking about this one kid who compares all this stuff and she said as if she were talking to him, &quot;Scott, we don't need to know that.&quot; Sean said don't say that. Elizabeth was like what we're not supposed to be using names? Sean said it's not like his sister lives on their floor. I put in my two cents--It's not like he's a freshman seminar leader. and liz said &quot;it's not like he works the front desk. Everone around us was like huh? what's going on. Then Sean said &quot;he's your freshman seminar leader?&quot; Yep. </p><p>Yeah, that was fun. and Sean didn't drive crazily. Okay. Now I really have to work so I'll get back to you soon. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[talents]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[thank the lord]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[night light]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-14T12:11:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Revitalized--Th...  the Mountains may fall--Yay]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/revitalizedth_the_mountains_may_fallyay.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">I haven't felt this way in so long. I just returned from Mass and I am revitalized, renewed, and hyper. I am so incredibly happy right now. I was bouncing out of the church. I don't know how that happens but it does. I am incredibly blessed for such a thing. The last song was Though the mountains may fall. I can sing out that song and it usually in stuck in my head. I can't believe it is the 33rd Sunday. Wow... Tonight's readings really meant a bunch to me. Proverbs 31:30 Charm is deceptive and beauty fleeting; the woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. 1 Thessalonians 5:4-11 But you, brothers, are not in darkness, for that day to overtake you like a thief. For all of you are children of the light and children of the day. We are not of the night or of darkness. Therefore, let us not sleep as the rest do, but let us stay alert and sober. Those who sleep go to sleep at night and those who are drunk get drunk at night. But since we are of the day, let us be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love and the helmet that is hope for salvation. for God did not destine us for wrath, but to gain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for us, so that whether we are awake or asleep we may live together with him. Therefore, encourage one another and build one another up, as indeed you do. The last reading was from Matthew 25:14-30--The parable of the Talents. What made this reading so interesting was the modern day use of talents. We must always use our talents; we must always be there for others. We cannot fear the Lord for fear is obliteration but fear is also awe--We understand all of the talents and powers of our Lord. I find comfort in these words. I hope you do too. I am so happy. I was twirling down the mall and bouncing down stairs. I have a huge smile on my face and I feel so peaceful. All while singing the song. During the passing of the Peace, I hugged Jeff P. which felt really nice (he’s actually the one who opened up his arms) and then he shook hands with Dinah who was behind me. She was like who was that. HaHa. Great Guy, Jeff is. Then, I ended up in the front and, Kervin hugged me from behind. He went to hug some more people and the guy next to me introduced himself. It was just comforting. And then I saw Ben for the first time at Mass. I kept on running into him but usually out of the side of my eye so I couldn’t say hello or something. I wish I could have. I ended up walking out right behind him. As I was singing. And then I bounced around him. That could have been handled better but he was so somber and I was so hyper. I feel at peace. God knows my path. I can a child of Light. I just need to be myself and I can be proud of that person. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[chicken pox]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-14T12:11:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[PS-Chicken Pox]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pschicken_pox.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ask me about the Chicken Pox story. It just shows that I can be myself and be proud of that person. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[classes]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-14T12:11:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Registration!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/registration.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I register for classes in less that twelve hours. I still don't have a computer. Hopefully, I have a list with all of my classes on it. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[sophomore]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-14T09:11:55-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I'm a Sophomore?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/im_a_sophomore.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I think that's one of the things they should have told me earlier. I found out today when I registered for classes. I thought I hadn't gotten any IB credits and then WHAM I'm a sophomore. I got so 6 hours in Theatre and 6 hours in English. YAY. I was talking to my mother tonight and she was laughing at the fact that most parents have to worry about their children getting a degree in five years. She has two children who want to get their master's degree in five years and with a double major. I really think that I might be able to do that. I'm secure in what I am and will be doing. My family were talking about my four year plan and they said that it just sounds like me. God's plan will take me. I'm so happy about being a Sophomore. </p><p>I believe I am called to a vocation. I just feel the need to say that again. Vocation is so much more than a job. It is a calling, the inclination. A vocation is more than just religious orders. It is teaching; it is motherhood. I feel called. That's why my friends joke about finding a guy for me... &quot;Are you A Negitive? If so call me.&quot; I can't explain why I feel called but I do. </p><p>I'm a SOPHOMORE. WOWO. I think that is really cool. </p><p> </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-15T08:11:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[First Snow]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/first_snow.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I woke this morning and the window was closed. I walked outside to talk with a friend and she said &quot;Isn't it beautiful?&quot; It is the first snow. The snow that contains all of our hopes and dreams. The one that forces us to nestle in deeper. I knew it was going to snow. I could feel it. I could smell it. It is such a pleasant surprise. It is the first snow. Woot Woot. It is time for hat and mittens. </p><p>May you feel refreshed by this snow. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[the war]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[back christmas christmas]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[merry christmas]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-15T03:11:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Happy Christmas (it's that time of year)]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/happy_christmas_its_that_time_of_year.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Happy Christmas (War is Over) By John Lennon</p><p><br />So this is Christmas<br />And what have you done<br />Another year over<br />And a new one just begun<br />And so this is Christmas<br />I hope you have fun<br />The near and the dear ones<br />The old and the young<br /><br />{Refrain}<br />A very merry Christmas<br />And a happy New Year<br />Let's hope it's a good one<br />Without any fear<br /><br />And so this is Christmas      War is over<br />For weak and for strong       If you want it<br />For rich and the poor ones    War is over<br />The road is so long           Now<br />And so happy Christmas        War is over<br />For black and for white       If you want it<br />For yellow and red ones       War is over<br />Let's stop all the fight      Now<br /><br />{Refrain}<br /><br />And so this is Christmas      War is over<br />And what have we done         If you want it<br />Another year over             War is over<br />And a new one just begun      Now<br />And so happy Christmas        War is over<br />I hope you have fun           If you want it<br />The near and the dear one     War is over<br />The old and the young         Now<br /><br />{Refrain}<br /><br />War is over if you want it<br />War is over now<br /></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[praise]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-15T03:11:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Morning has broken]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/morning_has_broken.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Verdana" size="2">Morning has broken by Cat Stevens</font></p><p><font face="Verdana" size="2">Morning has broken, like the first morning <br />Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird <br />Praise for the singing, praise for the morning <br />Praise for the springing fresh from the world <br /><br />Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven <br />Like the first dewfall, on the first grass <br />Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden <br />Sprung in completeness where his feet pass <br /><br />Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning <br />Born of the one light, eden saw play <br />Praise with elation, praise every morning <br />God's recreation of the new day </font></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[christmas music]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[jingle bells]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-15T04:11:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Christmas Music starts...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/christmas_music_starts.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I know some people are puriests but Christmas Music starts November first or the first snowfall. Well, both have passed now so I'm breaking it out. Besides, I'm the person who was singing Jingle Bells Rock during welcome week. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[computer help]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[loud noise]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[computer lab]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-15T07:11:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rambling]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/rambling.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I really need to get my computer back. I really need to. I really really need to. After all, I am a chronic email checker. So is ben, when he wants to be. Haha. I really really really really really need to get my computer back. I'm down in the computer lab with many other people. I'm okay working around with other people, but I prefer no noise or noise that I can control. Right now, I hear someone who's head phones are way too loud and playing a bunch of bass. The piano being played in the hall. These two guys are talking about the girls they would like to do on facebook. AHHAHHHHHHh. too loud. I'm so distracted but I need to be connected to the internet. I'll do my math homework in a couple moments. So I'll try to get back to myself. </p><p>I'm going bowling tomorrow and I can't wait. I know how I'm going to dress and do my hair and everything. I need to do my math homework and read over a couple papers for people but that is okay. Scott picked up and read my four year plan today.  I cracked a joke about it keeping me busy. His eyes definately bugged a bit when he read that I got 12 credits. He only got 3 for his AP Chem. HA. If I go to summer session, I'll enter next year as a junior. I'm really tempted to do that and I can get rid of all the stupid classes. Then I can also do summer session. but the other choice is working for my dad again. I don't know. I really don't... I still have time. </p><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-15T08:11:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[That's all I ask]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/thats_all_i_ask.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><blockquote>No more talk of darkness,<br />forget these wide-eyed fears;<br />I'm here, nothing can harm you,<br />my words will warm and calm you.<br />Let me be your freedom,<br />let daylight dry your tears;<br />I'm here, with you, beside you,<br />to guard you and to guide you.<br /></blockquote><blockquote>Say you'll love me ev'ry waking moment;<br />turn my head with talk of summertime.<br />Say you need me with you now and always;<br />promise me that all you say is true,<br />that's all I ask of you. </blockquote><blockquote>Let me be your shelter,<br />let me be your light;<br />you're safe, no one will find you,<br />your fears are far behind you.<br /></blockquote><i /><blockquote>All I want is freedom,<br />a world with no more night;<br />and you, always beside me,<br />to hold me and to hide me.<br /></blockquote><i /><blockquote>Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;<br />let me lead you from your solitude.<br />Say you want me with you, here beside you,<br />anywhere you go, let me go too,<br />that's all I ask of you.<br /></blockquote> <blockquote>Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime.<br /></blockquote> <blockquote>Say the word and I will follow you.<br />Share each day with me, each night, each morning.<br /></blockquote> <blockquote>Say you love me ...<br /></blockquote> <blockquote>You know I do.<br /></blockquote> <blockquote>Love me, that's all I ask of you ...<br /><p>Love me, that's all I ask of you.<br /></p></blockquote></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[java]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[walking the talk]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hiking boots]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[walking at night]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-16T12:11:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[THIS IS ME]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/this_is_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>This is who I am. </p><p>I am the one who goes walking.</p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's.</p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night.</p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold.</p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold and the wind chill is almost below zero. </p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold and the wind chill is almost below zero wearing hiking boots. </p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold and the wind chill is almost below zero wearing hiking boots and flannel PJs. </p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold and the wind chill is almost below zero wearing hiking boots and flannel PJs and orders tea.</p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold and the wind chill is almost below zero wearing hiking boots and flannel PJs and orders tea and talks with her friend for over an hour. </p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold and the wind chill is almost below zero wearing hiking boots and flannel PJs and orders tea and talks with her friend for over an hour and blushes as soon as Scott walks in.</p><p>I am the one who goes walking to Java Jay's at 930 at night when it is cold and the wind chill is almost below zero wearing hiking boots and flannel PJs and orders tea and talks with her friend for over an hour and blushes as soon as Scott walks in and her friend turns to her and says &quot;You've got it bad.&quot;</p><p>This is me. I feel so good. That was my night. I'll talk about bowling tomorrow and also four year plans with Sc. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[yay]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[math homework]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[yay yay yay]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[english paper]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-16T09:11:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[This morning.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/this_morning.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So this has been a busy morning. I got up at six, edited marie's paper, got dressed, did my hair, woke marie up, corrected her paper on her computer with her, did my latin homework, started my math homework, ate breakfast, and I still have over a hour left until class. Maybe, I'll go into the English department. But I'm a chicken shit so... I don't know. </p><p>I'm so excited about bowling. I'm so excited. Yay. Yay. Yay. I'm only going to be meeting with Ben for 45 minutes and then running to catch a ride. Hopefully, shhhhhh, I'll be able to ride with Sc. That would totally rock and roll. Yay. Yay. Yay. </p><p>I've only wasted ten minutes. darn... English department is looking more and more tempting. Maybe not yet. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-16T09:11:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[English]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Okay I didn't go to the English department... Instead I took this...</p><p><table cellpadding="20" align="center">&lt;&gt;<br /></>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td align="center"><font size="5"><b>English Genius</b></font><br />You scored 100% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 100% Advanced, and 100% Expert! </td></tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td>You did so extremely well, even <i>I</i> can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go! <br /><p>Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it! </p><br /><p>For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: <a href="http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/">http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/</a>. </p></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td align="center"></td></tr></table><br /><br /><br /><br /><table cellpadding="20">&lt;&gt;<br /></>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td><span id="comparisonarea">My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people <i>your age and gender</i>:<br /><blockquote><br /><table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0">&lt;&gt;<br /></>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" border="0">&lt;&gt;<br /></>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="101" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="49" bgcolor="#ffffff"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td></tr></table></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>67%</b> on <b>Beginner</b></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" border="0">&lt;&gt;<br /></>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="75" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="75" bgcolor="#ffffff"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td></tr></table></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>50%</b> on <b>Intermediate</b></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" border="0">&lt;&gt;<br /></>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="131" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="19" bgcolor="#ffffff"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td></tr></table></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>87%</b> on <b>Advanced</b></td></tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" border="0">&lt;&gt;<br /></>&lt;&gt;<br /></><tr>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="146" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td width="4" bgcolor="#ffffff"><a href="&lt;a%20href=">http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;</a><a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif">http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif</a>&quot; border=0&gt;</a></td></tr></table></td>&lt;&gt;<br /></><td valign="middle">You scored higher than <b>97%</b> on <b>Expert</b></td></tr></table></blockquote></span></td></tr></table><table cellpadding="20"><tr><td>Link: <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170">The Commonly Confused Words Test</a> written by <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=577245280159428717">shortredhead78</a> on Ok Cupid</a>, home of the <a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3">32-Type Dating Test</a></td></tr></table></p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[bowling]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[heavy sigh]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[le sigh]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ sigh]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-16T10:11:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sigh]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Sigh, Bowling. Sigh. I had so much fun. I had a wicked crazy afternoon and it was so much fun. Sad thing? I had five asthma attacks today. What does that mean? no appetite. And I fell asleep during theology and my teacher called on me. It wasn't like I wanted to fall asleep. </p><p>I went to work.</p><p>Then I went to Math Help with Ben. It was fun. I actually think I'll do well on teh test.  I had to leave at 530 to go to...</p><p>Bowling with Seminar aka... Scott.</p><p> We all know that Tashey was born on a Tuesday right? Yes, she's full of grace. Tasha Bowling is a funny sight. Very Funny.</p><p>I did the usually splits but one time I lost my balance so badly I fell backwards and almost off of the lanes. It was beautiful. I was laughing  once I picked myself up and Scott gave me a hug. OKAY WOW, great hugger... like almost... perfect...DAMN. Like... electricity... and I'm not the only one who felt it. Sigh, Sigh, Sigh.</p><p>My ride over there(SCARY) Actually ended up leaving early so I got a ride home with him. We actually talked it was nice... considering there were three other people. </p><p>When we were walking back he was talking directly to me... Humm, He has beautiful eyes. He gets rubber bands tomorrow so he can eat!</p><p>It was just funny. I love... </p><p>So we went to Java Jays (DI and I) and we were just talking. I was just thinking about how much fun I had. I have so many more stories but they fell out of my mind so I can't tell you. </p><p>I need to shower. and go to bed early. I've read most of my homework. So I can do that. YAy. I'll have pleasant dreams tonight. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[good song]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fucking good song]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fight song]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[really good song]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-17T11:11:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I got my computer back!!!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I got my computer back!!! Yay... too bad they still don't know what the problem is... Ha. But I have wireless now. So I'm sitting in my Philosophy classroom typing this for the first time. YAY. NE ways, I'm getting a song list to put together about my Frosh Seminar...
How does this sound?

1. Save a horse
2. All I ask of you
3. Take my breath away
4. Simple Plan’s Untitled
5. Radio Player
6. Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
7. Sensual R&B (I need a song, I have the type)
8. I’ll make a Man out of you
9. Tears of Pearls
10. Good Riddance
11. Beautiful
12. Fight song
13. You’re so Vain
14. Can't take my eyes off of you
*15. You're my heart and my soul's inspiration
*16. Jingle Bells Rock
*17. Go light your World


Well, class is starting now so I'd better log off. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-18T12:11:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A letter to an old love about a new one]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>17 of November 2005
427 Memory Drive

Dear  Bryan
	I guess you know why I’m writing.
I’m older now. More mature.
I don’t love you; you’ve lost your allure.
You didn’t love me but you taught me well
About truth and life, love, above all, not to dwell.
These lessons showed you were in my life for a reason.
Sometimes, love has to wait for the right season.
The next time I find someone,
I’m more inclined to believe something’s begun.
I’m more understanding of what I need.
I’ll push this one until I succeed
Because something’s there.
I giggle, act girly, play with my hair.
Don’t ask me about his touch.
It’s what I expected from yours but never got and such.
Each moment with him is titillating.
Not platonic nor are we dating. 
I know it’s true this time because I’ve been burned.
It took me time but I’ve learned.
You’ll be in my heart, but with him, I can be free
	Love always,
		Tashey
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[comment]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[yada]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[made my day]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[yada yada yada]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[made me laugh]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-18T08:11:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tashey needs to stop writing about him]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>On tuesday, I said I'd talk about my four-year plan. Well, I guess, here it goes. "LOve lifts us up where we belong. Throw our lives away for one happy day. love makes us out like we were fools." Sorry Tangent. Tashey is happy.
Okay, in Seminar, we were discussing our four year plans and well, I had mine out on my desk. Okay, so Sc. walks in. He comes over to my desk and just picks up my printed copy and starts reading. I said "it's enough to keep me busy." He started asking me about my teachers and such and I answered as best I could. His eyes definately bugged a bit when he read how many transfer hours I got. LALALA. He was so "proud" of his transfer credits the day he showed us how to do a four year plan. HAHA. it was kinda cool. 
On Wednesday, on the way back from bowling, Di made some sort of comment about me drinking soymilk. He said What? as he looked into the rearview mirror. it was about time for a tashey comment about keeping eyes on road. Remember he's one of the safer drivers I've traveled with. So we had to say that I was allergic. yada yada yada. It's one of those things Di and I will laugh about forever. Also another comment. "Not to be self-confident or anything, but they were winning the football game before I was forced out." Thus the You're so vain. 
On Thursday, I ended up going to dinner with Emily. We walked in and it felt like a blimpie's day. He was eating his first meal. So I ended up talking him for a moment and asking for and recieving a smile. YAY. Beautiful. Then Tashey became girly, giggling and tossing hair and such. I apoligized to Em but hey, I'm glad Di wasn't there because I made her to promise to slap me if I ever did that. I'm a horrible liar and it is so hard not to tell Di that I really, really, really, really, really, really care for him. I told her I acted girly last night but I couldn't tell her who over. I had to lie. I feel bad but I can't tell her. Although she's starting to say North Dakota just like me... and yah know as well. HAHAHa evil laugh. I guess that's another thing that bothered Kervin--the way I said, yah know. I guess when Di said that I was sarcastic and said maybe I should make fun of his accent. It's not something I do intentionally but It is something I'll keep. I like my "Norh Dakoota" it works for me.  and Di now realizes it isn't something you have control over. It just comes out. Even though my computer blue screened again and I lost almost everything, I had fun last night, especailly writing that very interesting poem, if I do say so myself. I'm running late this morning but I really don't care. They probably won't have any work for me anyways. Well, Laterz. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-18T04:11:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Be good]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Sonnet: Be good

You walk among us like a fair angel.
A kind and giving heart so I’ve seen.
Surrounded by others, you seem serene.
With a smile, you try to ease this living hell.

When others are in pain, help you gave them.
I noticed this care and I would smile.
Always you had them completely beguiled.
Pained, I couldn’t need your help. Strong I am.

You wonder what all you can do for me.
You surprise me; I have no answer
I ask myself—How do I answer her?
Even your questioning just brings me glee. 

You are incredible in all you do.
Be good. That’s all I ask of you. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-19T02:11:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Retreat. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I just returned from our retreat. it was really quite special. I had fun. I slept on a bench for less than two hours and I feel fine. I'll be asleep within an hour. Tonight, Emily and I are going shopping in the old market. Woot woot. it will be fun. They gave us letters from family, mentors and such. The first one was from my aunt. big deal. The next one I opened was from my mentor, Sean. It was a really great letter. His voice was there. It made me cry. The envelope said "Give 'em the deuce!" which is just funny because that's our group name. He said "I've enjoyed visiting you in your room at the worst times, but those are when we get to see the real you. And let me tell you, Tasha, I like what I've seen." They have stopped by at weird times but you know... It just touched me in a place in my heart. Also, My letter from my RA. and then the ones from my parents. They wrote them on my birthday so it was especailly poignant. I just had an amazing time. I got to know people and so on. Wow... </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-20T12:11:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sleep]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>shopping and dinner and movie. I'll talk to you later. I'm falling asleep right here.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[taking back sunday]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[life today]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-20T03:11:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Growth. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/growth.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I opened the Sunday newspaper and was greeted by ads. Usually those don't faze me but today, today they advertise the Thanksgiving shopping. I feel that today is just another Sunday. I'm finally back in the swing of life at school again. But no. In less than 96 hours, I will be home. It seems so foreign to me. I have this life that is totally different from the one my parents remember me as. I am an adult. But inherent in being an adult, I am still a child. I still need my mommy to make me feel better when I am sad. I do not have my life planned out but even Lizz, who started to cry when she realized that she would be graduating, does not have her life planned. I have thousands of things I can do and I must trust in God. Trials are not obstacles, they teach us. They lead us to new challenges. 
I didn't realize how much I grew since coming to college until recently. It wasn't until I read the letters from the people who just met me three months ago. Emily is so right. My floor is a family and I am incredibly lucky to have such a family. Today, I went to breakfast with Kervin, just him and I. First time really since the INCIDENT. While there, I spoke with more people than he did. I spoke with Jeff, who I'm starting to adore his wacky self. I think I could continue to talk with him. And then four girls from my floor came in and I spoke with them. They got food and sat down next to me. I think even last week, they would have walked on past me. Amazing how one night changes us. I'm usually the one who sits back and watches Kervin greet people. I think he didn't like the fact that I was comfortable so he left early. I also greeted Tiffany and Kervin was like who was that? Again last night, as Emily and I were walking back, I saw Tim and his girlfriend walking in the opposite direction. I waved to him and he waved back and we had a conversation from opposite sides of the fountain at 2230. I don't think that would have happened either. But it rocked. It was so cool. I am so lucky. I am blessed. Love is not a popularity contest. Love is giving to others as much as you can give. It is not exclusive, rather it is inclusive. And Love is love fore friends, family and even acquaintances. 
I almost don't want to go home. I need to though. I need to go shopping for jeans. My face is slenderizing but I only just realized it. My jeans that were tight my senior year now require a belt to be held up. I am glad for the changes. I'm going home for about four days and those days will be jammed packed. For the people that want to see me, I think it will have to be a cup of coffee somewhere. Until later! I am still shocked at how I have grown.
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-21T12:11:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Thought of the day. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm at peace. I'm glad I made the decisions I made. I would love to just have a conversation with Scott sometime. That is my thought from the day. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[sweaty]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sweaty guys]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[hot and sweaty]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-21T10:11:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Running into a "not" sweaty Math Tutor. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/running_into_a_not_sweaty_math_tutor.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today, Tashey ran into math tutor as she was exiting the KFC and he was entering. “Oh, hello.” Two seconds later, I said to Di, “That’s Ben.” Lol. So I got the things I needed from the bookstore and then returned to the short cut in the KFC. Tashey did not want to pass a sweaty Ben. That would be very bad. Very Very Bad. Remember Tashey talking about Sean when he was sweaty. Gee I miss him. “Drink water and don’t be stupid.” If Tashey had seen a sweaty Ben, then she definitely would have had the right to remain silent. “I plead the fifth.” So Di and I were walking down the hall and I said “Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming.” Di was like Huh? I couldn’t explain right there that Tashey didn’t want to see a sweaty Ben. That would have been (forgive the pun) awkward. It was awkward anyways as I explained it moments later—as soon as we were out of the KFC. 
Again it is a small school…
Forgive me, for I will have pleasant dreams tonight. Sweaty guys… Batman Begins… Christian Bale.  Hmmmm… Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.  It was one of the first times that I encountered him outside of Wednesday at 445 in the Library. Interesting. Interesting. Very Very Interesting. Yummy Christian Bale pushups… He wasn’t wearing his glasses. It makes me wonder if he has contacts or is far sighted. I mean he did recognize me so that makes me wonder if he was wearing contacts. Conjecture.  At least he reminded me that we weren’t meeting on this Wednesday. And Kevin is already home. Grrrrrrrrrr. Today as we were waiting for Theology test to start, we were studying and talking. He’s such a nice guy. He’s home already. ERgh… and of course, he had to bring up the fact that he went to high school with Ben. Yes, I know that. Yes, both you and him have said that. Yes, I pay him. He better be good.  I pay good money to use him. 
So pleasant dreams to me… I can’t wait until tomorrow. Perhaps, I’ll talk more later. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[paper]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[blue jeans]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[back home]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[red shirt]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-22T12:11:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Writing]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today, Dinah and I coordinated. It was quite weird. I didn't realize it until she and I walked out and Jerry mentioned it. We both were wearing our blue coats. I had my red shirt showing underneath. She wore a red scarf. We both had jeans. It was most interesting. Most unintentional. I want to get stuff done for Kara's birthday but I feel unequipped to do so. Marie is back. I missed her. Weird. I also enjoyed hanging out with  Emily while Marie was gone. and Talking with Beth was cool. Over the past two days, I edited three papers. Dawn was really grateful. I printed something out and edited it there and then scanned it and sent it back. She didn't accept all of my changes which is why I did it that way. I just finished Marie's paper. I really like reading her writing. It is quite intelligent. She was most grateful. Even Beth was. But I have fun doing it and it is something I am good at. Now the third paper I edited today I feel angry about. Kervin asked me to edit his paper during calc. It wasn't well written at all. It reminded me of Elizabeth's writing from last year. I made good changes and he doesn't need to use all of them any ways. I gave it back to him and he called me a bitch. I was so angry. I did him a favor. I did not need to do it at all. I should have said something. Maybe I will sometime. He is of no use to me. This is not a friendship of utility. This is just someone using me. I shouldn't stand for it but we all know that I will let him walk all over me once again. 
I need to take my computer to doit once again. ERgh. it crashed when we were watching a movie. ERgh. Kit came over and we watched Miss Congeniality and started watching Batman Begins but she had to leave because she went home. I'm now excited to go home. I can't wait. I also can't wait to see Sc tomorrow.
Until tomorrow. I can't wait. Kara wants to vacuum our room but yeah... She can do that before she leaves. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[eyebrow piercing]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-22T03:11:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Piercing]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341631</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My pursuasive speech for Thanksgiving Break:

As I have matured and grown, I want to close the book on the part of my life that I have just finished. I don’t want to be visually associated with that part of my life. However, I still want the reminder of what I have accomplished through that time. I believe that an eyebrow piercing will help me do this. 
	The reminder of who I was before and who I am in the future will always be there. That is the point of getting it. With it, I can never return to that person I was before. Besides, a piercing is much less permanent than a tattoo. I have spoken with several others who have this piercing including one who took his out recently. It heals well with a very small scar. When I do take it out, then that small scar will close another chapter. It is not an “if,” but a “when” that I will take it out. I just feel that it is right for me now.
	This is not impulsive. I have been thinking about this for a while and have researched many aspects such as care, where to get it done and even possible determents for jobs. It must be kept clean and have saline solution applied to it for at least two month. That isn’t too bad, it is much like earrings and can be done in a dorm room. The place that I would go to is nationally know for their care and artistry. The piercer is a nice guy who is very knowledgeable about his craft. It is clean and is a member of APP. I have seen different piercings done there and all have been done with much care. By the time I will be looking for jobs or applying for jobs or even graduate school, the piercing will have already healed. Usually they last around two years. It is also something that can be hidden.
	I know the “dangers” and I know the attitudes surrounding such a piercing. I still want one and am old enough to get one. I believe that it would be a step in the process of moving on with life.


Besides, many people have told me they think it would be cute. Paddington, I've spoken about this before. I've thought about it. I've prayed about it. It is a surface piercing which is still less permanent than a non-surface piercing. and after I get it and I don't like it, I can remove it. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[vertigo]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[feels]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[caffine]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[feels great]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-23T12:11:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Durnk?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tasha feels like drunk. It is like vertigo and All I've had is caffine.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[attracted]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-23T12:11:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Busy night.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/busy_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So... I went to freshman seminar and had so much fun. Maybe he realizes that I pretty much only talk to him when I encounter him alone. He was sitting behind me the entire time and well, I just... I just couldn't. I ended up sitting next to Josh and well, he lives on the same floor as Kervin. Kervin had an interesting "yelling" conversation on the phone today.  He was complaining about some "bitch" who edited his paper and completely tore it apart. Guess who it was. I'm the bitch. If he freakin' has a problem with me, WHAT THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO DO FOR HIM TO TELL ME? It bugs me. FUCK HIM. FUCK HIM. it makes me so angry. and then he expects me to be all happy with him. After seminar, I went to Mickey G's and turned in my application. We were walking down the mall and we saw Sc.. We went over to talk to him, er... I dragged Dinah over to talk to him. We were talking and I was asking him some questions. Then I went up to my floor and ended up going to dinner with my floor. Well, many people from my floor including Sc.'s sister. We were talking and just having fun. We have a bunch of similar holiday traditions. And well, some of the things she was saying about her brother... like how he wraps gifts. Tee Hee Tee Hee. He just broke up with his girlfriend. Hm... within the last two weeks or so. It was also so cute when he came over to tell his sister to hurry up. I helped Sa. pack up the stuff into their car. and then he drove off crazily. It reminded me of Sean. I then went to Marie and Emily's room to watch movies and so on. Beth was there as well. Dinah came up after her dinner with her floor and well... we started talking about hot guys and welll, Emily wanted to discount my opinion so she yelled. You are the one who thinks  that Sarah's older brother is hot. Well, I had never told Dinah. partially because I figured she was also attracted to him. So Di was a little upset with me. and I think we got things figured out. It was especially awkward because I am leaving tomorrow morning. We then went to coffee. and had a grand time there. although now I have a caffine headache and I feel like I'm drunk but I know I'm not. We're watching Beauty and the Beast Yay. and well. Hopefully, I'll be able to pack up the rest of my stuff before I leave so I can get an hour of sleep or two. I don't want to lose tomorrow. It is kind of weird because our floor is empty. 
I really am so attracted to him. I can't explain why. I don't know what to do. He is such an easy person to be attracted to. He's sweet and accessible. It is the proximity issue. I can always hope, right? 
Di asked how attracted I was, if it was just a phase and well, I said, "I don't know how attracted I am. I don't know. At least I haven't asked him his blood type. 
I don't know. 
Emily felt really bad. She later said that since we are always together, she just assumed that I had told her. I'm okay with it. At least I don't have to hid it anymore. 
This was started like five hours ago. I am just now finishing this. We can joke about it now. (I hope). 
I want adventure in the great wide somewhere. I want it more than I can tell. And for once it might be grand, to have someone understand. I want so much more than they've got planned. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[fall in love]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fall back]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[turn back time]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[back in love]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-27T03:11:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ramblings]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved a boy. She watched him grow up into a man but he was always to the outside of her world. He never saw her. I could love with the boy. I could fall in love with the man. I could fall in love with the future. Hearing, Sarah talk about her big brother just made me fall in love with him even more. I don’t use the word lightly in this context. I mean it was absolutely electric when he hugged me. His smile just lights something up in my heart. This is who I am. I could easily want him forever. I won’t stand down from my point of view that I love him. I’ll file away each moment. I will always cherish those memories. I’m weird. Dinah, I don’t think it is a phase. Dinah, I’ll be here for three more years. He’ll be here for at least two. I can bide my time. I really don’t mind seeing him with other girls or not even seeing him with me. I just know that God has a path for me and well, I believe that he is a part of that. I don’t understand why people have such a hard time with waiting—Waiting for their future, waiting for experiences. I can wait for alcohol. I can wait for sex. However, I know that given the right persuasion, I’ll go from that patience. If I truly loved him enough, I think I would do both. What is my theme song right now? What is the soundtrack to my life, the college chapter? To the moon &amp; back Affirmation I knew I loved you Turn turn turn Radio player Pieces Dizzy Iris Santa Fe Elephant Love medley Come what may Your song Shall we dance? They can’t that away from me Someone to watch over me Are we the waiting Black box recorder Dream on I don’t want to miss a thing Who wants to live forever? Princes of the universe Show must go on Sound of silence Unchained melody Beautiful You raise me up Confession What do Alexander the Great and Kermit the Frog have in common? The same middle name. Overheard at the airport from a kid. These two guys were college students. I knew that they were Creighton students. I just knew it. Maybe graduate students or pre-professional. But they were from Creighton. I also somehow knew that they would be the ones to sit next to me. Unexplainable but I knew it. Guess what they were the ones who sat next to me. Were they that nice? Nope. Nope Nope. Maybe I’ll tell you later about the nice fun experience of a water bottle spilling in my back pack. I Need to go check in now. Laterz. I was the second person on the airplane and I still had to ask someone to move so I could get to my seat. That was on my short flight home. It was a small “vomit comet” as Laura termed it. Personal Space This is the first thanksgiving that I haven’t seen Bryan in many years at least five years. I don’t know how I feel. Before I left for thanksgiving, I was talking about Bryan a bunch. Thanksgiving and Bryan are almost synonymous in my hormone driven mind. My junior year, he came back from boot camp in November. My senior year, well… that is when we found out he would be going to Iraq. It was sort of a farewell party. And then this year. This year is the first time. Because he is in Iraq again. I pray for him. I want to see him again. I really really really do. He might get done in March or April and then he’s out. I hope I get to see him when he gets done. I just want to see him. It’s not like I’d fall madly in love with him. (again). I’ve truly moved on. I just think about him and pray for him. What is thanksgiving break without him? Who are you thankful for? What are you thankful for? It is never goodbye. It is always So Long. So Long until we meet again. Fare well until next time. Even though he is doing a dangerous job and etc. etc., he will survive. He will survive. He may be calmer. He may be happier. His humor will be different. He’ll always be sarcastic. I just wish I could talk to him. I fear that when he does come back, I won’t know. That people would just forget to tell me. I may not have been as close to him as my big brothers but he was my friend to. I may have gotten to know him just because of my brother but I still got to know him on my own. Even though Thanksgiving was a couple of days ago, I’ll say what I am thankful for. I am thankful for my family, for my friends, for my opportunities, for school, for life, for people. Bryan, I am thankful for you. You taught me so much. Much more than you could ever imagine. Thank you. The chronic one hasn’t been able to connect to the internet. She hasn’t even really opened her computer. These are just ramblings that she has started at different stages. She’s back and running. Her ear is plugged but it will get better. Mass tonight! She got a ride home with Lauren. She thought she was going to take a taxi but she recognized several people and ended up with a ride. She was going to ask Uncle Tony if Lauren didn’t want to. Tashey would have gone up to him and said, “Tony, we’ve met once. I’m one of Sean and Elizabeth’s mentees.” Good thing I didn’t ask him for a ride. He got one with Ben. Um… Awkward. No… not awkward—Awk-Ward. That is better. And so I am back. And I smell. I’m not showering yet though… I’ll just change my shirt. Lol. Ah I feel better. Time to post these ramblings. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[getting started]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[due]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[due date]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-27T05:11:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Another rambling]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/another_rambling.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I am stuffed up. I am cold. I am a dreamer.

I saw Phantom of the Opera at the Buell. It was such a wonderful experience. I just felt so absorbed by it. Yes, I even teared up a bit. I’ve been singing the music for the past few days.  

What else to write? 

Paddington and Dustin stopped by last night. Paddington, why did Dustin stop by? Was it because he had a car? It was fun talking to them. I just got sort of annoyed when they started talking about Bryan. That started my Bryan rant earlier. 

It is thunderstorming. I hate how dreary it is. 
I’m hungry but… I might wait until I get some homework done before I go. 
I can’t hear out of my left ear and it is bugging me. Ergh.
I’m trying to capture a dream I had. I’m not sure what it was about. All I know is I want that dream again. 
Kervin stopped by to bring back my bowl and he was acting all great and wonderful. You know I just didn’t care. 
I hate thunder.
Do I have an immaterial part of me? E.g. a mind or a soul? How do I know? I have a two page paper on that due on Tuesday. I also have my speech outline due on Tuesday. And a huge Theology paper due on Friday and I haven’t started any of it. I feel a little stressed but it will be okay. 
I’m in a severe weather alert right now. No me gusta. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[move]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[going to move]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-27T07:11:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Moving?]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I went to the Dr. over break just get a check up and to talk about my asthma. Well, he gave me two choices--Up the steroids in my daily meds or Move. I really don't want to move. I really don't want to. I also don't want to be on a higher dose of steroids. I flew back with a cold--congestion and so on. I can't hear out of one ear but that will get better. I also have lost my voice again. Ergh. My choices are dwindling. I can't move. I can't move. I have two days to decide if I have to. It is a health hazard. 
I come back to my room and I feel horrible. I'm sooped up on sudafed. I can't take anymore. or at least I shouldn't. 
Ah... What I would give to hear</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[great day today]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-28T12:11:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The Coming]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/the_coming.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today is the first day of the year. We are often too focused on the endings that come around at this same time but... Oh, not I. Today, I sniffed the new breaking breads. There is nothing like the smell of new books. 
Oh, Advent. The purple candle. Mass was wonderful. The candlelight especially for candles. 
It is a new beginning. What am I going to celebrate?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[baby ryan]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[native plants]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[death of plants]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-28T10:11:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Plants]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/plants.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Emily came in here with her plants and said that she was walking around trying to find someone to baby sit it. After I accepted a plant, I asked her if our room was the first stop. Yep, it was. So I decided to name him. His name is Ryan Clark. The Little Scholarly King. Haha. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[reading is fun]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[good reading]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[please teacher]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[papers to write]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[religious philosophy quiz]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-29T09:11:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Humanist teachers]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love humanist teachers. For example, on the Tuesday before break (turkey break), my philosophy teacher said "I know that it would have been easy to skip today so as a reward for coming to class, I'll make your lowest quiz score a 100%." Well, he gives us about 12 reading quizzes and drops the two lowests scores as it is anyways. Now with the benefit of going to class(like I would've skipped anyways) my three lowest scores will be rendered obsolete and not only will the average be better because they were dropped but improved because he made one a ten. Woot Woot. Another example of a humanist teacher is my Latin teacher. He gives us a quiz about every other class period. He usually included extra credit on it anyways so it's good. Well, we just got back from break; none of us wanted to take it so we asked if we had to take it. He said yes. So we take it. It is time for us to turn it in and he says write a ten on the top of the paper. yay. 100%. We graded them and I did pretty well on it. It made me feel good especially since he gave back another quiz that I got an 11.5/10 on. Sometimes, I do really well in Latin. At other times, I struggle. I feel that I'll be able to read Latin pretty well but forming my own stuff will be a challenge. However, Tengo Ganas. I will do well just because Tengo Ganas. 
So I love humanist teachers. They are all very fair in what they do. I may get frustrated at the amount of bull that my Philosophy teacher puts on the reading quizzes but it is all right. 
I'm at work study, manning the phones that, well, don't ring often. I was here for three hours yesterday and the phone rang twice. So I'm just having fun working on papers. Yay papers. I just have my theology one left and then it is dead week. Yay. Yay. I'll work on Theo. today and it isn't too bad. I'm actually enjoying reading about quakers. Can you be a Quaker Catholic? That is what is really fun for me. 
I'm sick of Kervin using me. I had two papers to write last night and he was asking me to edit his papers. Well, if he hadn't called me a bitch the last time I edited his papers, I would have helped him at the expense of my own stuff. (I still would have gotten it done--just later). I made time for Hilda, although I didn't do as good of a job as I should have. Marie has gotten A's on all of the papers I have helped her on which I think rocks. Woot Woot. 
So I'm going to read my book now and then go to class. Laterz</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-11-29T03:11:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Computer troubles again...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/computer_troubles_again.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>ERGH I hate doit. I hate I hate I hate. I got a loaner computer that is crap. It doesn't even have word on it. I'm frustrated at my computer. ERGH. I need to work on my paper but I have lost all motivation to do so. But at least I'm wearing a flower in my hair. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[computer help]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[stupid computer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[problem girl]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[nude art pictures]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-29T05:11:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Words we hate]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/words_we_hate.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Stupid computer. I finally got the loaner computer to work but it takes FOREVER. Funny how it is the same computer as Sc... Maybe not. Because I was complaining to Dinah, Sc overheard and he and Bryan proceeded to make fun of me. TMP... Nope not my problem. I was being completely sarcastic when I said it could be part of my problem. You see Porn is different from Erotic art. Come on people, the human form is beautiful. Remember that one Palmer girl who painted pictures of her friend but almost got suspended because they were nudes? We learn how the body works and appreciate it through art. I do not like porn. If you know me, then erotica/ romance novels are a different story. I like to use my imagination. I cannot picture myself in such situations. So reading the language, which can be beautiful in its own way, is different yet the same when it comes down to sexuality. What's wrong with nipples or even breasts when done for art? There is a line of separation. A picture of an obviously nude body that isn't sexual is beautiful. It is when it is sexually suggestive that those photos bug me. I wish we could celebrate the human body and not be ashamed of it. Embracing one's sexuality is an amazing gift. ERgh... I'm going to the lighting ceremony in a couple moments. We each have words we hate. Mine is Porn. Learn the difference. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cord]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-30T02:11:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Blue screen again]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/blue_screen_again.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>This nice happy doit computer blue screened on me as well, same error message. So three things were plugged into it at the time— </p><p>1. USB Flash drive </p><p>2. Power cord </p><p>3. Internet cord (blue)</p><p> The Flash drive hasn’t been present each time that it has blue screened so I do not think that is what it is. The power cord was at doit the first time I brought it in, so I think they would’ve blue screened it if the cord was the problem. The only thing that has been present each time has been the internet cord. Is it possible that it could be the problem? ERGH at least i'm now writing the paper on paper, so I don't lose it again. </p><p>Eric who has been having the same problem thinks it is because the computer is overloading with the internet connections. I don't think that is what it is. My computer was still doing this when I couldn't even get wireless. Only not as frequently...</p><p>How does everyone else avoid this problem? do they disable their wireless in their rooms? My computer is Fucked up. </p><br></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[snow day]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[closer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tutoring]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[read my lips]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[getting closer]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-11-30T11:11:57-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Reading lips. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So today was Wednesday... Tasha's second favorite day of the week. Why? Tutoring. Yay Tutoring. I heart my tutor... Wait. Can't say that. Must wait... At least two weeks to say that. OMG.  Yeah... sigh... Tasha usually reads lips... Talk about awkward today. I sat down in my normal spot to the left of him. It works out. I'm usually a quarter of the table away from him. Well, maybe my chair was a little closer than normal. Maybe it was him moving his chair closer but wow... We ended up right next to each other. Okay, I'm not nearly aware of him as I am say... Yeah... but... Yeah... So right next to him trying to read lips. It doesn't look good. So I'm looking at his eyes as well. and well, I don't pay as much attention. and well I switch back to reading lips. and then well, it is awkward. I mean, isn't looking at someone's lips when they are less than a foot away awkward? I had a great time. When I got there, he asked me what I was doing and I said intergrals and he said &quot;I love intergals.&quot; I gave him a strange look. By the time he was done explaining, I understood and well, liked intergrals. At the end he was like don't you like intergrals? Come on, make me happy by saying that you like intergrals. So I said yes. Other things were fun... he was using positive language so that made me feel good. Also, tasha's personal observation that will remain hers especially since paddington reads this. It was fun talking with him about different stuff afterwards like cortina and mentors. All he really knows about me is math. haha. </p><br><p>I'm kind of upset. I'm stressed about writing these two papers right? but I agreed to go to coffee with emily so she could update me on fam 2 fam. Well, it is snowing outside. Almost everyone is out there having a snow ball fight. We walked out there and I said, &quot;Don't hit me with a snowball. I just want to get back to my paper.&quot; So of course I get hit by a couple snowballs. I'm cool. None hit my face or any skin showing. Emily stops to talk with people and so Hil and I keep on walking. We keep on going. We are almost to the fountain when we decide to yell back for emily. no response. So we turn back. she's there talking with people. so I go up to her and grab her and well, I'm going to drag her with me but I lose my footing. What do you expect? I'm wearing chucks in snow covered ice. so I push her down. She should have landed in snow. That would have been the perfect world. Nope, she lands on a curb. I know it hurts. I'm standing around her asking if she's okay. She grabs snow and shoves it in my face. I don't have my underneath jacket zipped up all the way. so the snow isn't just in my face but is traveling down my shirt. Wet boobs. Just what I wanted. I yell Emily. and she says &quot;You're not the one who could has a fucking broken thigh.&quot; I'm not sure if I apoligized then but I decided it wasn't worth it to go to Java Jays--I have a paper to write and I don't have time to dilly dally. So I just walked the thirty feet back into the dorm. In that short time, before I even got into the warmth, it was melted and cold. Yeah, I really wanted to walk to Mickey G's like that. I'll apoligize and hopefully we can go to Mickey G's some other night but I'm angry now. I'm hurt. </p><p>I can't procrastinate but I am. I just have huge writer's block. I HATE THIS. I dont' know what to do. </p><p>So this was started at about 7 and we were going to go for coffee at 10. I can't do this anymore. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-01T02:12:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[stupid computers]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/stupid_computers.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>STUPID COMPUTERS. I LOST MY PAPER THAT I&quot;VE BEEN SO STRESSED ABOUT. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. </p><p>So I'm giving up for tonight. I might skip a class tomorrow to write it. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[red hair]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[fresh hair cute]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[world aids day]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-01T08:12:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Red Ribbon]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/red_ribbon.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I just about have my paper done. Whoot Whoot. and I only skipped work study. Not class. And tonight I'm going to Mickey G's. Oh yeah, to Sean's Room. Right past Sc.'s and Ben's... Going to be interesting. Tashey wore her hair interestingly. She should take a picture but right now there is no way of getting it off my camera. It will have to wait until tomorrow. I french-braided my hair with a red ribbion in celebration of world aids day and then made two buns out of the braids. It looks cute although it is falling down now...</p><p>We can't celebrate World Aids day at our school but on monday we are having aids testing in LSJ. So I wore my ribbon and didn't say anythin and I was suprised how many people actually said something to me about my ribbons. humm...Well, I'm hyper now. I think I go in about twenty minutes. Wish me luck. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[save]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[someone save me]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[save me]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[save yourself]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-02T12:12:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just Save. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/just_save.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Yay. I went to Mickey G's. I had cookies. I saw Ben. I saw everyone's rooms... I love those rooms they are huge. I have pictures... So Ben is the roomie of the guy who hit on me at the game. woops. So Yeah... Confirmation on the door. Yay. We were only there for about half an hour. but it was totally cool and nice. I met Sean's other roomies. Yep... Now Back to paper.</p><br><p>If Anything, I have learned on this paper to save often. This computer has crashed on me twice. I no longer care. I've save enough that it is okay. Also... I'm pretty relieved considering that nothing in the paper is the same as what i started out with this morning. However, I am done. I am done. And I am proud of this paper. I'm going to bed. showering in the morning and also doing calc in the morning. I am done. Yippy. </p><p>Just save. Save every two seconds. Just do that. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ parents]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-02T11:12:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tonight Tonight. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/tonight_tonight.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I think I'm going to do the piercing tonight. I might call my parents before I do so. I haven't spoken with them about it but I really really really really really really want it. Emily and I are in it together. She's scared. I know I want it. I know I really want it but... Yeah... I haven't told my parents yet. </p>  <p>I don't think I'm going to&nbsp;either.&nbsp;&nbsp;And it will be a great thing to have for the last day of seminar! </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[life walk]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[smitty]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[walk home]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-03T01:12:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Experience]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/experience.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>So walk alone, and heal the bind,  </p>  <p>That in the difficult hour of doubt  </p>  <p>You may see your disciples mock and gloat,  </p>  <p>And note the indifference of the crowd.  </p>  <p>-Anna Akhamatova.  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>So I got it. Smitty was incredible--The best thirty seconds of my life. We went down to the old market at about five thirty and ate and shopped. i got a great hat. Then we did it. I had my drivers license and everything. Emily was supposed to get&nbsp;something doen with me but... she didn't have her drivers license. Smitty did her ears anyways. &nbsp;He's so cool. He kept up a strain of conversation so there wasn't an awkward silence but I felt it. I squeezed off Baby's head. We talked with him for a while. His daughter is so cute. We said that we were walking home which is a distance away. It is like 1 degree out. He gave us a ride home. He has a bentley. wow... He's a great guy. I wouldn't have gone to anyone else.  </p>  <p>We walk into the building and the guy swiping cards is "Bag check, hun." and I gave him my card and he said when did that get done? My answer? "About half an hour ago." He said he knew it had to be recent. Then I checked with the RA who was working the desk. They were asking a bunch of fun questions.    <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0019.gif">. I went out for tea and we were just talking. Things just started to bug emily. I don't try to be condescending in tone nore vocabulary but I just have to use words. I can be spontanious but i also need to plan certain things out. For example, i decided just over twelve hours ago that I was going to get pierced tonight. We are watching Top Gun now... It is just about over. We walked back in and the same RA asked me if it hurt yet. Well, nope. probably tomorrow. Dan was also sitting there. He removed his eyebrow stud about two months ago. He looks better with one. Maybe I just recognize him more with one. The RA poked him and told him that I did it.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I just told my brother. He's like our parents aren't going to be happy. And then I explained why I did it and he said he never thought of it that way. He's becoming more accepting. I'll tell my parents soon.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Of All the things I learn. I learn to walk proud and tall. Life isn't easy but each step teaches something else.  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-03T11:12:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Modzilla]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/modzilla.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I can't wait to get my Modzilla Foxfire back! I'm going to switch out the computers today. I don't care anymore. So until it opens... Yay. Good bye this fair computer. I'll miss you.  </p>  <p>Sleeping on the brow was interesting. I like it. I can't wait for everything, to switch it and so on.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[drama queen]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[sunlight]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-05T07:12:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sorry I wasn't there yesterday]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sorry_i_wasnt_there_yesterday.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I'm just sick of the Drama. I have a headache over my right eye... ERgh. My computer was sent back to the company.  </p>  <p>Emily was a drama queen about calling her parents. She wanted me in the room for "moral support" then she proceeded to tell her parents that "At least I didn't get my eyebrow pierced." Thank you. I love you too.  </p>  <p>I'm just kind of in a drab mood. I want to do something but I don't know what. I need sunlight. I want sunlight.  </p>  <p>Last night's elevator experience was kind of freaky. Jumping out of an elevator as the doors are closing and the elevator is between floors is fun. Too bad it wound me up... the opposite of mass.  </p>  <p>Today, I ran into Sc. and Ben several times. I wish I knew how to just randomly start a conversation with people. I don't... I can smile at people. I'm not afraid of being who I am but... I guess I'm just shy.  </p>  <p>Marie said she might set me up with a friend of hers. I'm open to going on a date with just about anyone.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[book]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[name a book]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-05T07:12:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A book]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/a_book.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>The books we need are the kind that act upon us like a misfortune, that make us suffer like the death of someone we love more than ourselves, that make us feel as though we were on the verge of suicide, or lost in a forest remote from all human habitation--a book should serve as the ax for the frozen sea within us. </p>  <p>--Franz Kafka.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I need to find a book.  </p>  <p>Someone, anyone. Recomend a book. A book to break through the ice.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[madness]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[stop the madness]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-06T08:12:38-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Melancoly Madness. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/melancoly_madness.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I realized that right now I am suffering from my "melancoly madness." The only cure is time and sunlight. I bet telling my parents would also be cathartic. The high today is supposed to be 7 degrees. Right now it is -7. Brrrrrr. My friends finally made me watch an episode of Sex in the City. I lost that virginity as well. I might room with Marie next year. That would be cool. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-06T03:12:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Karin]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/karin.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Karin passed away last night. I don't know if it was in her sleep or not. I guess we were expecting it but still... Yesterday, she was talking about coming back next semester. A week ago, I talked to her on the phone as I was printing things off for her to grade because she wanted to catch up. She sounded strong and optimistic. Now... I don't know.  </p>  <p>Joy told&nbsp;me this morning and she also told me that she needed me to help her next week to clean out&nbsp;Karin's office. I wanted to break down then&nbsp;but I had to be strong--Joy and the others needed me. Karin&nbsp;was a bibliophile. Her office is&nbsp;covered in books.&nbsp;&nbsp;I wanted to ask her if I could borrow some to read but I never got the chance. She knew where everything was in her office and she was always kind. She was a woman of faith.  </p>  <p>She was optimistic until the end. To a great lady, Karin.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[asked]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[day of prayer]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[great day today]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-06T03:12:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I said a prayer for you today]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_said_a_prayer_for_you_today.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoTitle">I Said A Prayer For You Today  </p>  <p class="MsoSubtitle">Author Unknown  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">&nbsp;</span>  </p>  <h1>&nbsp; </h1>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">I said a prayer for you today</span> </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">And know God must have heard</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">I felt the answer in my heart</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">Although He spoke no word!</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">I didn’t ask for wealth or fame</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">(I knew you wouldn’t mind)</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">I asked Him to send treasures</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">Of a far more lasting kind!</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">I asked that He’d be near you</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">At the start of each new day</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">To grant you health and blessings</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">And friends to share your way!</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">I asked for happiness for you</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">In all the things great and small</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">But it was for His loving care</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt">I prayed the most of all!</span>  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-06T09:12:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Afraid. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/afraid.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I'm not afraid anymore. I'm not afraid to look people in the eyes. I'm afraid to talk to my mother... I know I have to. I'm just emotionally drained. I have to put myself out there. I'm not afraid. I feel relieved. This is who I am. The struggle is just about out.  </p>  <p>Let's talk about Scott. Considering yesterday, I only encountered him like five times. And today, I only encountered him like five times. He still hasn't said anything. He knows about it though. I missed out on a hug today... but it's me and my bubble.  </p>  <p>No more FROSH SEMINAR!!!! Yay.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[spring break]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[elephant]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[seminar]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-07T12:12:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[For the living]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/for_the_living.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off tonight. I have seminar. I have the floor white elephant I have spring break service trip. I have so much fun. I can't wait to go. So I leave you with a quote from one of the most amazing women I have ever read about--Mother Jones </p>  <p>Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-07T02:12:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Pray for the dead, and fight like Hell for the living. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/pray_for_the_dead_and_fight_like_hell_for_the_living.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Fight like Hell for the living.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Are you happy with who you are? What makes you live that way? Is it friends that make you appreciate who you are.  </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I hate my Theology teacher. He knows a bunch but some things are innaccurate. The Berlin wall fell in 1989 but not communism. Communism fell in the USSR in 1991. The archives opened in 1992. You should have heard what he was saying about the Romanovs. ERGH. Yes, I am a Leninist. Do I also believe in Czarism? Yes. Out of all my heritages, I would love to go to Russia, which I probably have the&nbsp;least blood. Even my name is Russian Orthodox. Ah... History. </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>To be able to stay the same person around everyone is a great gift. To look him in the eyes. Trust in me. I am a person. The same person I will always be.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-07T05:12:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Movie Game...    ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341662</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> <p>Guess all of them get a prize. </p> <p>1. Once, everything was clear. Good guys, bad guys. Life and death. Then you meet someone, someone you want to love, then it all changes. Death brings life, life brings death. What room is there for love, when there can be only one? </p> <p>2. People change, hairstyles change, interest rates fluctuate. </p> <p>3. Nick Rivers: Hillary. That's an unusual name. </p> <p>Hillary Flammond: It's a German name. It means 'she whose bosoms defy gravity'. </p> <p>Nick Rivers: I'm pleased to meet you. My name's Nick. </p> <p>Hillary Flammond: Nick? What does that mean? </p> <p>Nick Rivers: Oh, nothing. My dad thought of it while he was shaving. </p> <p>4. If you think, you're dead. </p> <p>5. You're an interesting species, an interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other. </p> <p>6. And why do we fall? So we can learn to pick ourselves up. </p> <p>7. I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. </p> <p>8. I'm just not used to havin' whether I stay or whether I go matter to anybody. Not that it should matter to you. I'm just sayin', um, well, does it? Matter? </p> <p>9. Sometimes all it takes is a voice, one voice that becomes a hundred, then a thousand, unless it's silenced. </p> <p>10. Where in the world have you been hiding? Really, you were perfect. I only wish I knew your secret. Who is your great tutor? </p> <p>11. Past the point of no return - no going back now. Our passion play has now at last begun. Past all thought of right or wrong. One final question; how long should we two wait, before we're one? When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames, at last, consume us? </p> <p>12. You don't have enough talent to win on talent alone. </p> <p>13. You see that flash of light in the corner of your eye? That's your career dissipation light. It just went into high gear. </p> <p>14. I will not carry a gun, Frank. When I got thrown into this war I had a clear understanding with the Pentagon: no guns. I'll carry your books, I'll carry a torch, I'll carry a tune, I'll carry on, carry over, carry forward, Cary Grant, cash and carry, carry me back to Old Virginia, I'll even 'hari-kari' if you show me how, but I will not carry a gun. </p> <p>15. Insanity is just a state of mind </p> <p>16. Hawkeye: War isn't Hell. War is war, and Hell is Hell. And of the two, war is a lot worse. </p> <p>Father Mulcahy: How do you figure, Hawkeye? </p> <p>Hawkeye: Easy, Father. Tell me, who goes to Hell? </p> <p>Father Mulcahy: Sinners, I believe. </p> <p>Hawkeye: Exactly. There are no innocent bystanders in Hell. War is chalk full of them - little kids, cripples, old ladies. In fact, except for some of the brass, almost everybody involved is an innocent bystander. </p> <p>17. It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas, and thinking... </p> <p>18. I want adventure in the great wide somewhere. I want it more than I can tell. And for once it might be grand, to have someone understand. I want so much more than they've got planned. </p> <p>19. When I buy a new book, I read the last page first. That way, in case I die before I finish, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side. </p> <p>20. Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while. </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[death penalty]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[capital]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[death row]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-07T09:12:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Capital Punishment]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I see a blog asking people to write to convince the governor to not grant clemency to a man on death row. I can only use words of Voltaire to say my opinion. "I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend your right to say it." and "It is better to risk saving a guilty person than to condemn an innocent one." I do not believe in the death penalty. I do not believe in Capital punishment. But that is me. Let your concious decide. Just hopefully don't. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-07T09:12:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rocky Mountain High]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> <p>And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high, I've seen it raining fire in the sky.   <br />The shadows from the starlight are softer than a lullaby.   <br />Rocky Mountain high, Colorado. Rocky Mountain high. </p> <p> </p> <p>And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high, I've seen it raining fire in the sky.   <br />You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply.   <br />Rocky Mountain high, Colorado. Rocky Mountain high. </p> <p> </p> <p>And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high, I've seen it raining fire in the sky.   <br />I know he'd be a poor man if he never saw an eagle fly,   <br />Rocky Mountain high, the Colorado Rocky Mountain high, I've seen it raining fire in the sky.   <br />Friends around the campfire and everybody's high   <br />Rocky Mountain high, Colorado. Rocky Mountain high.   <br />Rocky Mountain high, Colorado. Rocky Mountain high.   <br /> </p> <p>I miss home. The mountains. The stars. The air. The trees. Watching the birds in the sky. </p> <p>I don't know why I'm in this mood. Maybe because I haven't heard from my parents. </p> <p> </p> <p>I am the eagle, I live in high country in rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky.   <br />I am the hawk, and there's blood on my feathers.   <br />But time is still turning, they soon will be dry.   <br />And all those who see me, and all who believe in me   <br />share in the freedom I feel when I fly.   <br />   <br />Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops.   <br />Sail o'er the canyons and up to the stars.   <br />And reach for the heavens and hope for the future   <br />and all that we can be, and not what we are. </p> <p> </p> <p>To John Denver's words. </p> <p>Take me home. </p> <p> </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-08T02:12:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[So today... or last night.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So today… Today… Today… What can I say about today? I don’t know yet… I emailed my mom about my eyebrow ring. Yay. I got her response about ten tonight. I’m unsure about what I feel about it, so I’m going to focus on superficial stuff. Today was Karin’s funeral. So I didn’t have work study. I spent the time in the library. Completely wasting time. I wish I had found a place to pray and reflect. But I didn’t. Oh well. Life. I saw Ben today at our table in the library even though I knew that he said we were meeting tomorrow. It was even the right time. I wish I actually talked to him. About other stuff than math. I wish that he knew me. But he never will. He will never care to. Oh well. That is life. I called up Di and was like do you want coffee? So I walk over to the student center to meet with her. I see Sean before she’s there and I go I don’t want to see other people. I’m waiting for Di and am about ready to walk out the door. BAM. Hello Scott. Hello Dan. We order coffee. Kervin’s there with his harem. Oops. I don’t see him. I don’t want to see Scott so we go up stairs. We see jeff. Hey Jeff. Guess what Di, Guess who I saw… Hello Dr. Nancy. Oh well. And then Di went off on me, “that is common place. If I told you every time I encountered him, then…” Well Fuck off. I actually love talking with him. I love it when I run into him. I hate that I didn’t hug him yesterday. I hate that I couldn’t find out if it would be as electrical the next time. I love the connection. RA came knocking down doors to get us to write to Brooke who is leaving. I did the letter in fifteen minutes or so. So I went down to find Marie to give it to her. I ran into Marizzle and her brother. It is awkward to type this because I’m in her room, but I’ll do it anyway. He introduced himself to me and then I gave my name. He said that it was a pretty name. He also read my shirt and talked about making out or something. I have no idea. I don’t know… Today I was so distracted I locked myself out of my room twice. WHAM. Damn. After I got my email from my mom, I went down to Marie’s room and talked with her… I cried a little bit. Em just walked in and destroyed the moment. So Beth came and She, Marie and I made cookies and are watching the L-word right now. I like that show. I know. I don’t like Sex in the city but I like L-word. I need to finish my speech and go to bed but I just needed to write this first. I want to accept myself right now. I want to be set up on a date. I just want to be. Don’t become. Be. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[depressed]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[watching love actually]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[secret santas]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[not depressed]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-08T11:12:53-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Melancoly]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/melancoly.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">I admit it. I’m depressed right now. I can’t explain it. It’s not like really a major depression. Instead, it is more melancholy. I just need sunshine. I don’t want to do homework. I don’t want to do anything. I want to do Latin, I guess. It’s just that everything is so… uncontained. I’m watching Titanic right now. I can’t believe it. That’s how depressed I am. I feel a little better though. I got an email from Ben. He was caught up with his service location. I’m cool with that.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">We just did secret santas and I guessed right. I love Short Bread. Okay… I helped Nick with a math problem. And he’s in Canada. I love that the power of internet. I’m just being Pensive.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-10T11:12:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[titania]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">The purpose of university is to find a suitable husband.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">&nbsp;  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">The difference between Cal's taste in art and mine is that I have some. They're fascinating. It's like being inside a dream or something. There's truth but no logic.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">&nbsp;  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">I know... it doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">&nbsp;  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Well, yes, ma'am, I do... I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's gonna happen or, who I'm gonna meet, where I'm gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you... to make each day count.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-10T01:12:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I can't]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_cant.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I gave you a power over me.  </p>  <p>One I don't believe you deserve.  </p>  <p>I want to take it back.  </p>  <p>But I can't  </p>  <p>&nbsp;  </p>  <p>I struggle with the tears.  </p>  <p>I stuggle with the lies.  </p>  <p>I want to believe you so much </p>  <p>But I can't </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>You ask me to help </p>  <p>So I do. </p>  <p>You&nbsp;want me to make the world perfect </p>  <p>But I can't </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>You ask me what is wrong with you </p>  <p>You ask me&nbsp;if you are&nbsp;nice </p>  <p>You ask me to change you </p>  <p>But I can't </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Only you can do that. </p>  <p>I'll support you  </p>  <p>But if you attack me </p>  <p>I can't </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>I'm here for the ride. </p>  <p>As your friend. </p>  <p>You want me to be a shoulder to cry on. </p>  <p>I can.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-10T02:12:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Smile!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/smile.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>These are just some smilies I like. Want to know why?&nbsp; Read on. (I"m procrastinating). </p>  <p><a>   <img alt="Smiley 351" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0351.gif"></a>&nbsp;this one reminds me of renee... I wish I could show it to her. </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0363.gif">&nbsp;this one reminds me of Bryan... hummm... Someday, I'll ride in his car. </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0380.gif">Okay, I do this to daisies all the time. I just wish I knew what it ends on... Tee Hee </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0345.gif">&nbsp;Oh, I never do this... He, He </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0242.gif">&nbsp;The scorpio in me like this one. </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0205.gif">&nbsp;Frog who sticks his tongue out. Rocks on. </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0149.gif">I love how this says Pepsi. I also love how I'm at a Pepsi product only school now! </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0145.gif">&nbsp;Lightsabers. I love them. May the Schwartz be with you.  </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0131.gif">&nbsp;Just reminds me of Joan of Arc </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0114.gif">&nbsp;Reading smileys what could be better </p>  <p>   <img alt="Smiley" src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0100.gif">Happy Holidays all. This one reminds me of the antlers I got Kate.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-10T11:12:31-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Allister]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/allister.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><strong>"Potential Suicide" <br /> <br /></strong>She sits at home and tries to remember all the days when everybody said nothing could bring her down <br />Now she's found that she can't stand the sight of her reflection in the windows of this beat up old town <br />She's packing all her problems Into a carry-on bag <br />She's packing all of her sorrow into one less silver box labeled memories <br /> <br />And every night that she's alive <br />Is a potential suicide <br />And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her <br /> <br />She goes to bed at night just to wake up to a nightmare and a headache that will never go away <br />She's doing time and hating every minute of it blaming everything on something she can't escape <br />She cries and she cries <br />But no one ever listens <br />She doesn't understand why she can't slow down <br />She's packing all her problems Into a carry-on bag <br />She's packing all of her sorrow into one less silver box labeled memories <br /> <br />And every night that she's alive <br />Is a potential suicide <br />And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her <br />And all the pain she's kept inside <br />Doesn't help to cleanse her mind <br />From all the heartache and the frustration tonight <br />And now it feels like she's been dealt a shitty hand <br />She said "it is mine" but she doesn't understand <br /> <br />And every night that she's alive <br />Is a potential suicide <br />And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her <br />And all the pain she's kept inside <br />Doesn't help to cleanse her mind <br />From all the teardrops that she cried <br /> <br />And every night that she's alive <br />Is a potential suicide <br />And all the teardrops that she cries won't help her <br />And all the pain she's kept inside <br />Doesn't help to cleanse her mind <br />From all the heartache and the frustration tonight </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[library card]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[at the library]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-11T07:12:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Library. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love the library. I have my favorite seat that i've sat at most of the weekend... it is a loveseat that is almost comfortable right across from a box chair. it has a plug near by and the lighting is wonderful. I got here at 11, left for a half an hour for lunch. may go to dinner and then go to Mass. ah finals week. I'm not freaked out... I have a chance of getting an A on my final in Calc and then I'd end up with a B in the class. woot so I'm studying calc for three hours tomorrow with Ben. Yaya. Yaya.&nbsp; Last date... Yay!!!!. I don't want to think of how much it will cost. oh well. it will be worth it. I love bieng in the library... So calming. Maybe some day I'll take a picture of my couch... tee hee tee hee. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-12T03:12:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Potential suicide]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">I love the lyrics to this song... </font> </p>  <p><font face="Georgia"></font>&nbsp;  </p>  <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#0033cc">Every night she's alive </font> </p>  <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#0033cc">is another potential suicide </font> </p>  <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif" color="#0033cc">and all the tears that she cries won't help her. </font> </p>  <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">&nbsp; </font> </p>  <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Does every night have the potential for someone to kill oneself? I guess that this song has the opposite of what I usally think. I'm more of a half full kind of person. but sometimes as guildenstern would say... "All your life, you live so close to truth, it beomces a permanent blur in the corner of your eye, and when something nudges it into outline, it is like being ambushed by the grotesque." Existentialism at it's best. Live well Be fun. </font> </p>  <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"><font color="#cc0033">Tonight was not a potential suicide for me. I hope it wasn't for anyone else. Live tomorrow so that is is the best so your night won't need you to pack everything into a carry-on bag.</font> </font> </p>  <p><font face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif"></font>&nbsp;  </p>  <p><font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00" face="georgia,times new roman,times,serif">Good night, sweet prince, may the flight of angels sing you sweetly to thy sleep.</font>  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-12T02:12:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Finals have begun. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/finals_have_begun.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My first final of College is done... and it lasted 2 minutes. Yay... now on to ben!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-13T06:12:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Waiting]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><b><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">"Waiting"</span></b><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">    <br />   <br />Well lately    <br />It seems I’ve wasted every single opportunity    <br />To get this right    <br />And maybe    <br />It's all because the inspiration    <br />That's inside of me    <br />Has been denied    <br />From all I want    <br />And all I need tonight    <br />   <br />So come with me    <br />Just take my hand and    <br />I'll make sure to show you everything    <br />We'll trace these lines.    <br />Of empathy and    <br />Self destruction to avoid responsibility    <br />I'll bite my tongue    <br />For all I want    <br />And all I need    <br />   <br />So I'm holding out    <br />For a piece of good advice    <br />To get me through this    <br />To help me face another night    <br />We'll set a course for the end of time    <br />And maybe then I    <br />Will finally get this whole thing right    <br />   <br />Well lately    <br />It seems I've wasted every single opportunity    <br />To get this right    <br />And maybe    <br />It's all because the inspiration    <br />That's inside of me    <br />Has been denied    <br />From all I want    <br />And all I need    <br />   <br />So I'm holding out    <br />For a piece of good advice    <br />To get me through this    <br />To help me face another night    <br />We'll set a course for the end of time    <br />And maybe then I    <br />Will finally get this whole thing right    <br />   <br />It's all I want    <br />It's all I need    <br />It's all I want    <br />It's all I need    <br />   <br />So I'm holding out    <br />For a piece of good advice    <br />To get me through this    <br />To help me face another night    <br />We'll set a course for the end of time    <br />And maybe then I will finally    <br />Get this whole thing right</span>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"></span>&nbsp;  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"></span>&nbsp;  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-13T06:12:26-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Shane]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>She oozed sex appeal. It was in her walk, her slight build, her raspy voice. It was her attitude. Her attitude of no entanglements. No emotional ties—I’m just out to get a fuck. Men, women, gay, straight—all came under her charm. She was not intense. She was just herself. She was just laid back. All just wanted to touch her, to kiss her, to be with her. They wanted to break down her walls. They wanted to be the one. She was unattainable. They kept on trying, smothering her with closeness.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>When she entered a room, all eyes followed her. She was surrounded by people, friends, lovers, one night stands, but she was alone.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">Reaching out for human affection is a journey she just doesn’t have a map for.</i>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>So she would reach out a hand, lean her head out for a girl—any girl would do, just for any human touch. To make her not feel alone.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>She turned on her charm. She turned her effect on. And a girl came. She did not even know her name. It was a mashing of lips; a collision of skin; a ripping of clothes.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">I want a girl I don’t have to love. I want a girl who’s out to get a fuck.</i>  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>She was the aggressor, the one in control—I try not to need anything from anyone. What was she thinking in this—another night with another girl? What were her thoughts in this hazy lust filled room? She pounded and pounded. She fucked and fucked.  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>In this moment of touching skin—a sort of human bond…  </p>  <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"><span style="mso-tab-count: 2">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Her eyes were closed.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-13T06:12:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What came out. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>We got in an arguement last night about whether shane in the l word is sexy or not. I'm addicted to the show now.&nbsp;I don't really think that she's that hot. I do think she has sex appeal but I'm sorry. Marie, I'll leave that one for you. I just started to write that this afternoon. and that is what came out. So tell me about it. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-14T09:12:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I can't breathe]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0">     <tr>      <td align="middle" bgcolor="#dddddd">       <br /><font style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif">       <br /><strong>Your 2005 Song Is</strong>        <br /></font>     </td>   </tr>   <br />    <tr>      <td bgcolor="#eeeeee">       <br /> <center>       <img src="&lt;a href=">http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/since-youve-been-gone.jpg</a>" height="100" width="100"&gt;</center>       <br /><font color="#000000">       <br /><a href="&lt;a href=" ? http: click?id="CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.462951996&amp;type=10&amp;subid=" fs-bin click.linksynergy.com>Since"&gt;http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176.462951996&amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;Since</a> You've Been Gone</a> by Kelly Clarkson       <br />       <br />       <br />       <br />"But since you've been gone       <br />       <br />I can breathe for the first time       <br />       <br />I'm so moving on"       <br />       <br />       <br />       <br />In 2005, you moved on.        <br /></font>     </td>   </tr> </table> <br />  <div align="center"><a href="&lt;a href=" ? whathitsongof2005areyouquiz http: www.blogthings.com>What"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What</a> Hit Song of 2005 Are You?</a> </div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[dream on]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[bryan]]></category>
  <dc:date>2005-12-14T02:12:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Dreams, School and stories. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/dreams_school_and_stories.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I had a dream about bryan last night. WTF is my subconscieous trying to tell me? At least it was better than dreaming of... yeah... I've been to the place in my dream before. but never quite like this. I was putting together the stuff for the white elephant at the lock in. I was talking to JG, Mr. H, and Mr. M. When I heard another voice. I looked up quickly and answered the question. As soon as i was done with the answer, my head went back up and it was bryan. I didn't want to ask what he was doing there. or anything like that but... I wanted to. I stayed the same (behavior wise) I became the person I always wanted to be around him.  </p>  <p>I woke up crying. is my dream good? or is it foreshadowing. God, I make jokes all the time about giving my eye's teeth to see certain things but I mean it. I would give up my eye's teeth to see bryan safe. There is a quote from Jarheads that reminds me of what I hope for bryan, "why the fuck did you join the Marines?    <br /><b><a href="http://www.mindsay.com/name/nm0350453/">Anthony 'Swoff' Swofford</a></b>: I got lost on the way to college, sir."  </p>  <p>I pray that he doesn't reenlist. I pray that he makes smart choices. At least, he kept fluffy out. &nbsp; </p>  <p>&nbsp; </p>  <p>Marie said an interesting thing last night. She said that I am such a 70 yo woman at times and then the next instant, I'm 2. I don't think that is a bad thing. She said that I believe in all the romantic stuff that many people stopped believing in. I'm okay with that. It reminded me of "eleven" by Sandra Cisneros. "What they don't understand about birthdays and what they never tell you is that when you're eleven, you're also ten, and nine, and eight, and seven, and six, and five, and four, and three, and two, and one." another year is just some more experience. We cannot be defined by our ages. I want the love that I know is out there. My soul mate is out there. He may be here. He may not be ready for me. I may not be ready for him. For that I am 70. Woot Woot. (I'm two now).  </p>  <p>I'm sitting here, in the library, my sanctuary, thinking about friends once again. Am I weird that I am strangely comforted by Sean's words that from the first semester to the second semester all of his friends changed. it isn't like he's completely stopped talking to them. it is just that they grew apart. Dinah was a great transition friend. perhaps all of my flaws are grating on her nerves. Like I see everything as a story and I am a talker a writer who these stories boil up inside until they let loose. I like sharing them. Do people find them as humorous as I do? I'm guessing they don't. It used to drive Dinah crazy when I would giggle and say Sorry Tasha's world. You'd have to live here to understand. Now that I actually tell her, it drives her up the wall. Too many stories. I'm writing this out because I'm freaking out about calc. it's coming up soon. and then I shall reveal to the world how i truly feel about Ben.  </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-14T09:12:52-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Seasons of Love.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/seasons_of_love.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life? How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of love. 
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<p>525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan. 525,600 minutes - how can you measure the life of a woman or man? 
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<p>In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried. In bridges he burned, or the way that she died. 
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<p>It’s time now to sing out, tho the story never ends let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends. Remember the love! Remember the love! Remember the love! Measure in love. Seasons of love! Seasons of love. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-15T09:12:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Snow...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was going to walk down to the old market today but it snowed. and is snowing. Yeah I'll do that. I need to find a ride to go christmas gift shopping. ERgh</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-16T12:12:18-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Me's computer back. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So, I got my computer back!!! Yay. not really. they had to crash everything. I lost a bunch but it will be okay. Que Sera, Sera. I gots me a ride to the airport tommorrow. I'm just about packed for it. I changed my sheets and towels, I'm studying for my final. I'm good. I'm actually excited to go home. hopefully, I'll find something to get for the gag gift tomorrow. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-16T08:12:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Other side. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm so excited. I'm ready to hit my test and then get out of here. my computer is the last thing I'm packing so I guess, I'm just about done. See you on the other side. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2005-12-27T09:12:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sorry It's been so long... Happy New Year!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sorry_its_been_so_long_happy_new_year.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>I guess it took me a while to get to the other side. The flight home was uneventful. Marie and Beth dropped me off after taking me to big brain to get a retainer. Golly, that hurt more than the actually piercing. I got home my mom and brother picked me up. My brother just sort of shook his head. We went to dinner and the waiter was hot but my mom joked do you want me to get his number. NO. I'm not in CO. then we went to the lock in. So much fun. Fluffy provided me with an inspiration for a short story. As soon as it is written, I'll put it up here. However, it was great talking with matty, jp, stacy and so on. The next night, I went to Eric's house for an IB get together. It was incredible talking with Kevin. He got his ear pierced and his parents basically said the same thing as mine did. Pretty much people only noticed the retainer when I said something or someone already knew. Janae said that Quin flipped out when he heard that I pierced my eyebrow. In fact, I ran into two people yesterday and the one who saw it said that she thought I would be the last person to do so. But it fits. The next day we had dinner with our cousin who graduated on the 16th. it was at a hibachi... Yummy. It was nice seeing those cousins. We've seen Kevin because we have had thanksgiving with him the past few years but we haven't seen his brother but Brian was out here for his brother's graduation. Let's see… the next day… Don't quite remember. Shopping, probably. Then Tuesday, children's choir for Christmas Eve. I was recruited to sing with them. I had no choice in the matter. Fast forward to Christmas. It was actually fun. I kept on hugging Jason in the two minutes that we were talking to each other. I saw the hot father. His daughter now looks like her mother. Kevin and Brain and their mom had dinner with us. It was nice especially when Brian rushed out saying I need to get something from the car… He's so twitterpatted; he went to call his girl friend. Next day, nice dinner. Some nice talks with family. Kathy said that my grandmother was talking to Kevin on the ride back the night before about how beautiful I looked, how nice I sang, etc. etc. EWWW. Gross. This is the same cousin that my grandmother thinks I would make a nice match with. YUCK. Thank you, nana. I was avoiding my uncle so my brother and I went outside to talk. We were talking when Brian came outside and asked if I had my eyebrow pierced and so we had a discussion about that. He said that our grandparents probably didn't even notice it. It was just funny. I think only artistically inclined people or detailed oriented people really notice it. Some night before Christmas, we were at bn and ran into Emily and her mom. Emily is the sister of my IB friend Kevin. I hugged them and Emily asked if that was a new piercing and I nodded and quickly changed subjects. Kevin got the same response as I did… I didn't want to make that kind of issue. But it was wonderful running into them and talking with them. So I've made out with the best gifts this break… Some ugly sweaters from the grandmothers and this thing from my aunt. My god… she doesn’t know me. To think that I would like such a thing. Let me tell you what it is. I'm sorry to offend anyone who would wear such a thing but… it is a pale pink, faux fur vest with a rhinestone zipper. Egotz! LUPATRIA. <span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; mso-hansi-font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings">ß</span></span>That's my new word for bitch… it is Latin. Lol.    <p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">I actually got a great gift from Brian. He picked things up when he went to Belize. It is a small beaded, velvet purse. It is so me. How can this cousin who I haven't talked to in years get something better suited for me than my aunt that I have spoken to quite a few times in the last six months. I could say luck but I also think it's because my grandparents/aunt think they know me but they don't listen to what I say… for example, I go backpacking, I hate the color pink, and well, I like practicality. The pink thing does not fit in any of those categories. I'm not really upset about the gifts; I just wish that they would someday actually listen to my beliefs.    </p>    <p>So… I guess I'll update other things later. I really miss school. Here kind of feels like a shell—devoid of the essence of me. However, with movies and music and books, it is slowly getting better. I also miss my friends. I just really really really really really really want to see Scott. I just almost need to. Well, my computer time is limited so ttyl.    </p></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-10T09:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> I missed you... I have computer access once and again... I love Firefox... <br />So... I'll just be posting random stuff... <br /></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-10T11:01:46-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Just a few days]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> I’m quieter. I’ve changed again. I still have my humor but I feel like I’m trying to fit in this shell that almost fits but not quite. Or maybe a jacket that is too tight—too short but it works. Maybe it is just that I’m back and I don’t adjust to change well. I’ll give it a few days. <br /> <br /> </p>
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  <category><![CDATA[sleep is good]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[alarm clock]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[good sleep]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-01-11T08:01:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sleeping in Peace...not really.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> Don’t you love it? I’ve spent one night in my room and I feel a fight brewing. Yay. I am a morning person. I do well when I have plenty of time to get ready. Near the end of the semester, I didn’t get up nearly as early and I paid for it. So my roomie is telling me that she turned off my alarm clock because the first day she was here it went off. “Don’t tell me you are really planning to get up at six every morning.” Yes, I am. I do better with consistency and my first class is still at 930 and I’m still going to be going to work at 800. That is just the first issue. Next issue, well, gets a little detailed oriented. I’m not a light sleeper. I can sleep through my father’s snoring for the most part. (It just gets annoying when I can hear it on the other side of the house through two closed doors.) I can sleep with lights. I sleep with headphones on here to give me background noise so I don’t have to hear everyone else on my floor. My roomie is the lightest sleeper I know. She cannot sleep with lights or sounds. When she has late nights, I can sleep through them for the most part. When I have late nights, I have to go to my friends’ rooms and study there. Because she can’t handle it--It being the lights of late night typing or studying. Her suggestion was for me to go to the student center… IN MY PJS. I think I’ll pass. So I have to adapt my going to bed schedule for her… I’m not going to get up later so she can sleep in when it puts me behind. Nope—Deal with it. Get the point? I’m a heavy sleeper. She went to the bathroom four times last night. I don’t have a problem with that—when you gotta go, you gotta go. Yes, I know this for a fact. She woke me up each time. She made a bunch of noise going. And a bunch of noise coming back, especially since she stood drinking water bottle each time she came back. I think she was doing that to start the cycle over. She knows that drinking water at night makes her need to get up during the night. My alarm clock goes off. I quickly press snooze as to not bother her. I debate for a couple minutes whether I’m actually going to get up or not. I decide to get up. She goes for the fourth trip. She comes back. I mosey on down. Get my shoes on and go to the bathroom. Come back. Find her turning off my alarm clock because the snooze wore off. Jesus, couldn’t you wait a moment. I was right there. It’s not even like I have an annoying alarm clock. It plays Ginny Owens—just loud enough for me to wake up to. Even though I’m not a light sleeper, I can hear my alarm clock as it gears up to go off. It isn’t that loud. I want to say bugger off. I told her that I heard her each time she went to the bathroom. She was just flippant about it. Since she was flippant about it, I decided if I couldn’t get sleep last night, you don’t get to have the nice sleeping in you want. I turned on the brighter light… the one next to the sink and mirror. Remember, she can’t sleep with lights on. I put in my contacts. I did my hair in front of the mirror, I made breakfast. I got dressed… the light was on for maybe 30 minutes. It’s off now because I’m on the other side of the room but my computer is on and well, it lights up the room a bunch. I don’t exactly feel bad. I know what I’m doing is petty but… I missed my bed. I didn’t sleep too well at home… I wanted a good night sleep before classes started again. My bed is perfect… except for the roomie making noise and expecting me to change because she’s such a light sleeper. “People don’t think my problem is that big of an issue because they are heavier sleepers.” I gave you a sleep mask to block out the light but you don’t use it. I really want to suggest sleeping pills but that isn’t nice of me. If you want me to adjust to your sleeping choices, make a few concessions to me as well. Well, I feel ready to tackle the day and I’m actually excited… almost. So it was a good thing for me to get up at six. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[marie]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[smitty]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[retainer]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-01-11T11:01:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I love Smitty]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>This was written on the 16th of December 2006... I'm only now publishing it because I now have internet... WOOT WOOT <br /> <br />I love Smitty. Have I said that ever? So Beth and Marie gave me a ride to the airport but we did a detour to BB. I walked in and they asked what can we do for you? I said I wanted a retainer. They asked if I wanted it put in for me. Marie, speaking from experience, said yes I did. So we were waiting around for Smitty. He put it in for me and the retainer was free. Every thing was free. We had fun talking because he recognized me from being in there two weeks ago exactly. Putting the retainer in hurt more than the actual piercing. Then I started to bleed. But Smitty said that it looked good. That it was healing well. Yay. I thought it wasn’t looking good. But I guess so. I trust him. We got to see Christmas pictures of his daughter. She’s beautiful. So I’ll be going there for at least the next four years just to see the new pictures. I can’t wait to go home. I’ll really miss Marie and Beth. Maybe not Dinah so much. We don’t talk about the stuff that would make a relationship eternal. But it is a friendship for utility so it works out. But even Eric hugged me good-bye. He’s a pretty interesting kid. Theology wasn’t as bad as I anticipated. Some things I could have studied more but I didn’t’. Oh well. Que Sera Sera. The first question was what is the name of the order that St. Ignacious Loyola founded? Hmmmm… Considering we are taught by Jesuits, that is a hard question. I actually know someone who put down Dominicans. Hah. Oh well, special kid. I can’t wait to go home… I’m in the airport now. This will actually be published… when I’m home or later… Ttyl. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-12T02:01:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Goodbye not eating. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/goodbye_not_eating.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I really dislike my roomie right now. My alarm clock went off while I was at class. I came back at 1320 with my lunch and she asked if i was done for the day. I said with classes but i had to be at work by 2. My alarm clock went off while I was at class. "I'm not getting enough sleep and when I have to turn off your alarm clock." BUGGER OFF LUPATRIA. It's your fault that you are always so sick. You are a hypocondriac. I have no time to discuss my alarm clock right now considering I want to eat and get done with my writing assignment. Thanks for taking away my appitite.&nbsp; </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-12T06:01:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ROOMIES AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH... ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/roomies_aaaaaaaaaaaahhh.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I think my roomie talked herself into being sick. "I felt a sore throat coming on." She's now so sick that she's not sleeping and I bother her because I play music and get up early. I think it is time to revisit the roommate agreement. And&nbsp; make changes.&nbsp; So you all have/had roomie. Did you have any of the same issues?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-13T11:01:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yawn]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p> I'm having troubles with my roommate and I don't know what to do. I'm going to talk with my RA later, sometime but I don't know exactly what my issue is. This morning, I got up. Turned off my alarm clock. Got dressed. Made my break fast and was out of the room by 630. I studied in the neutral zone, eating breakfast until 730 when I put my bowl in the room, grabbed my books and went to work study. I arrived at work study fifteen minutes early. My homework is done for the next three days of my wl class. my latin was complete an so was my pschology. I go back after my latin class to grab my lap top and she is still sleeping. SHE CAN"T FUCKING COMPLAIN ABOUT ME BEING UP LATE WHEN SHE"S STILL SLEEPING. Damnit, I cried myself to sleep and I guess I woke her up at one point even though I was crying into my pillow. AHH... FUCK THAT. I was asleep by midnight... okay a little after. She's gotten 12 hours of sleep right now. I don't want to deal with that. I have to make allowences for her. Why can't she make some for me as well.&nbsp; I hate being a guest in my own room. hmm... When I went into work study, Joy said I looked like crap. I went and got coffee and the director of the student center baught it for me. YAy. FREE COFFEE. I went to latin and dawn said I looked like crap. I can't do this any more. I don't want to deal with the Princess. <br /> </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-14T12:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[More Sleep issues!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/more_sleep_issues.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yokay. .I talked to my RA for about an hour. Probably more. There is a huge problem. I'm just so frustrated. Maybe things will get better. My mom is so pissed. We're paying for half that room. YOu better be able to use it. I woke up this morning and vacated the room. I ate breakfast in the NZ again. I go into my room to put away my breakfast things and she's up. she's eaten breakfast. ERGH. So i'm in the library. I've written this.
<br />
I really don’t think it is fair that she can use MY microwave but I can’t because she’s trying to sleep and I’m already up when she’s using it. 
I don’t think it is fair that I have to leave our room in the morning to get ready but she doesn’t have to when I’m trying to study (Blow dryer).
I don’t think it is fair that her alarm clock can go off many times and it is the annoying buzzing sound while mine goes off twice for less than thirty seconds and is MUSIC.(not even like loud music. It's not green day, it's not allister, it's not the Overture of POTO)
I don’t think it is fair that I made the concession to eat breakfast in the NZ, but she can eat breakfast in our room. 
I don’t think it is fair that she’s almost always napping when I’m in there during the day so I can’t study in there. 
I don’t think it is fair that she’s setting me up to be screwed on weeknights. On weeknights, I hate coming into the room when it is dark and she’s sleeping. I can’t turn on a light because it will bother her so I drop things, I trip, etc. Gravity hasn’t been my friend, lately. Light or Noise. Either way I’m screwed.  
I don’t think it is fair that I can’t even have the dignity of crying in my own room, my own pillow because she’s trying to sleep. 
I don’t think it is fair that she can have late nights but I can’t. At night, I can’t study in my own room when she’s trying to sleep. Usually by that time, I’m in my PJs, I really want to sleep but I’m trying to finish something—her suggestion? GOING TO THE STUDENT CENTER IN MY PJS. Okay maybe I can do that. Girls wear less going to class. But that isn’t me. 
I don’t think it is fair that she can go to the bathroom at night, then come back and drink a water bottle and start the cycle again AND I CAN HEAR IT. Why can’t I eat breakfast in there? It involves sustenance and the other person sleeping.


My Concessions

2330 PM-0600 AM Complete silence and darkness. From 0600-0800, one light on and computer on. (Maybe we can make the one so it shines only on my closet or my breakfast things). I can use my microwave. 
If the TV is turned on in the mornings, The weather channel only. No GMA. 
Kara uses eyemask and earplugs during those times. Especially 2330-0600. 
When having a discussion on such things, make sure the other has the time and emotional stamina to do so. 
I take my contacts out once a week, maybe on the weekends, so I don’t have to turn on the light over the vanity in the mornings. 


Sound fair?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-15T12:01:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Anti-Heri]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/antiheri.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I kind of bambozzaled it so that when I returned from dinner, we kind of kicked her out. She was studying. I thought she would be out with the other sorority girls. But we wanted to watch a movie and eat filipino bread. So we watched Teen Witch and I ended up talking with my brother for about twenty minutes so i missed the abs scene. Darn... So I was studying late and well, I was asleep at 130 ish when she got in. Yes, she wasn't that quiet. Next her cell phone rang at 330. Thank you so much. it wasn't on silent and it is a very annoying ring. I got up this morning and read psychology, showered and had breakfast. I'm not at the library because it is comfortable. As I was washing dishes, I asked if her friend was okay. She asked who. I said the one who called last night at like 330. Whoops. She apoligized. Hint Hint, I heard it. So I'm feeling pretty okay this morning. I'm procrastinating. Pro-Cras, Anti-Heri. I should make signs. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-16T12:01:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You raise me up. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_raise_me_up.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hey they sang you raise me up during mass today. It was so nice. the homily was very thought provoking. Very Jesuit. NIght. I need to get to sleep quickly. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-16T07:01:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[It's a new day and I've never felt so allive]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/its_a_new_day_and_ive_never_felt_so_allive.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>There's some nasty looking clouds outside but this morning is beautiful. There will be an incredible sunrise. I just know it in my soul. "It's a new day and I've never felt so alive." I should be studying for my Latin quiz. I should be finishing writing my resume. I should be finishing my sbst application. But I can't. Instead I'm writing on this blog and reveling in this day. I can do all of that later. So I'll work on my resume as I eat my oatmeal and drink my tea. Welcome to today. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-16T06:01:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[AWK-ward]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/awkward.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> I'm sitting in my room and my roommate is putting a bunch of things away. She has not said a word to me nor I to her. Funny. The only time she designs to talk with me is in the presence of others, ergo making the issue there for everyone else. Thank you. I really wanted to say to everyone that I was going to the counseling center because I can't handle grief in front of everyone in my psych class. Yeah, Ironic. Psych class. I don't want this to continue on. I know that we need to talk about it but please, give me time to pull myself together so I can effectively problem solve. LUPATRIA! Since she doesn't like my alarm clock, I've been looking for some online... I think I like this one. http://www.kohls.com/products/product_page_vanilla0.jsp?PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=226492653&amp;FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=92546147&amp;bmUID=1137452076697 <br /> <br />Perfect for the light sleeper in everyone's life. Especially since she complains about me turning a light on in the morning. At least I'm still finding things to laugh about. No I'm not going to let this go beyond this week. I'm taking steps to rectify it today. I'm sorry Kara, I'm not going to bow down and kiss your feet and rearrange my life to fit yours, especially when I'm trying to take steps. I don't think I'm being unreasonable. If she needs a dark, silent room so much then maybe she needs to get an apartment or live in a basement or live with her family or pay for a single room. She should not require me to tip toe around my room for more than half the day. That is unusual. I also do not think it is unreasonable for me to ask that she wear a facemask and earplugs at night if it is so disturbing... those are sold at drug stores. If they don't help, maybe it is time for you to visit with a doctor... Insomnia is a big problem, especially if you have it. She's now writing angerly at her desk. I know that she is seething at me. If words could kill, I will have been mutilated and slain by now... Ha. Marie, please come talk with me soon. I can't handle much more of this. Audiate Audiate Opprimor. <br /></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-18T08:01:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Princess and the Pea]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/princess_and_the_pea.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>She wants a room change and she wants it now. RA needs to jump through all hoops so that can happen to accomidate her. Yeah, not going to happen. after our mediation session, I talked with my mom for almost an hour, then I saw my RA in the lobby and I talked with her for a while. Ha. We basically concluded that no matter what I do it won't be enough. My roommate thinks that I'm the one with the problem because she wasn't the one with sleeping problems before she came here. Oh, sleeping in an absolutely dark room with no one else near by isn't a problem? I was able to get to sleep as soon as I wanted to. okay... Thanks. Maybe you should have a single room. She says that this is no longer an issue about sleep but of a personality conflict. I show stress differently, I wear my emotions on my sleeve, I'm messier than her. RA tried to say that she'll meet people like me throughout her life and how is she going to deal then. "Frankly, I'm not going to ever be in this situation ever again. If I'm at the work place, then I have the chance to escape." thanks. Just thanks. Since you are sleeping all the time and don't want me to make noises when you are trying to study, when do you wnat me to do dishes? hmmm? YIKES. okay... I'm feeling a bit better. Golly gee batman.&nbsp; </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-18T11:01:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sinister, sinistra, sinistrum]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sinister_sinistra_sinistrum.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My Latin teacher was trying to find out if everything was okay and trying to get us to laugh. So he wrote on the board (we were talking about the word for left hand) "I do not have to use the left hand, I can use either." Some of us started to chuckle. Then we as a class translated this... <br />Mihi nomen est Inigo Montoya. Tu necavisti patrem meum. Te para ad necem. <br />I have a smile on my face now. things will work out. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-18T10:01:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The flower]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/the_flower.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Have you ever seen a daisy wither?
The insides die first, away from all eyes.
You never know that she’s going
Until she is dead, away from all lies.

Dawn comes later each day until it never arrives
Turning her colder, her insides are ice
She only hopes that her story survives
And tell of living and its joys and vice

Her smiling face remains bright until the very end.
Her soul slowly dies, withdrawing and gone
To her own self she cannot tend.
Craving sunlight, she can’t go on.
 
Daisies make a happy bouquet. 
Except when she loses herself 
Her colors fade and turn to gray.
Lifeless, she is resigned to the shelf.

The daisy dies from inside out.
Her death can be prevented with care
She must be cared for without a drought
Life is not always fair. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-18T10:01:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Resume]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/resume.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This is a writing assignment I had to do for class. I like it. It fits me. We were to write, emulating Ann Sexton's Resume. 

     I was born in COS, Colorado, October 28, 1986; the day after the Mets won the World Series—a feat they have not repeated since—to *my parents.*  At once I became the little girl, the youngest child, the baby.  I was named Tasha ******** ******—by a two year old, my brother.  My mother figured that if a two year old could create such an appellation, it deserved to stick.  I once read that those who write more complex details about their birth live longer, better lives.  Hopefully, with those details, I’ll live a lengthy, Alzheimer’s-free existence.  My family has no real important names in the familial history:  just farmers, a deserter of Custer’s Last stand, immigrants, and shop keepers.  Their origin does not mean they have a lack of stories.  It is just that their stories will never be written down in history books. 
     I have lived in two houses, one town.  When we moved into our current house, the city limits was the street right behind our house.  Now, the limit is almost fifteen miles away, filled with houses.  No matter where the city limit is placed, our view of Pike’s Peak, Garden of the Gods, and the Air Force Academy shines in the clear sunlight of Colorado fame, nestled in the Front Range of the Rocky Mountains.  In the same sunshine pouring through our windows, I learned how to read.  I knew how to read before I knew what entailed the action of reading.  My parents are both well educated, but they never taught me how to read.  I am a reader.  When I read a book that is just incredible, I am absorbed into that world; I live and breathe it.  As I go through my day to day activities, I find myself asking, “How would the protagonist react in this situation?”  At least I used to.  My parents struggled to make sure that I would grow up adjusted and not just living in a world of my own creation or the world of books.  I see those children who cannot function without a series of books because that is their only friend, and I think how easily that could have been me.  I am grateful I do not reside solely in the world of fantasy.  I still read, and my books are important to me, but they are not my entire life.  Throughout my childhood, okay…even now, my parents would punish me by taking away my current book.  They could not send me to my room for I would have a couple books stashed away—under the pillow, in the sock drawer.  Looking back, it was not a horrible punishment when they did that for I could start reading a new book and then a few weeks later return to the original one and not mix up any plots or characters.  As I can read many books at once, I need a large entourage of books.  When packing to move into my dorm, my mother limited me to a very small box for my pleasure books.  In the subsequent trips back home, I have snuck books back to school with me.  That small box is filled now to the brim. 
     I started writing, mostly as a means to relax.  As I learned to put down my words, I gained more control over my thoughts and ideas.  The words with which I wield give me a power, a fulfillment, a freedom.  I observe life and try to find the precise words to describe the story inherent in each moment.  The different registers of how I write dictate my style.  My guess is I try to be witty, but some part of me is held back.  I can write like Hemingway.  I can write like Kafka.  I know I can imitate those styles, but I do not know if I can write like me.  Someday, I will discover and hone my style.  I journal; I write some poetry.  I loved the creativity required for yearbook copy.  For my efforts in yearbook copy, I have earned national recognition which has granted me an ounce of confidence in establishing my style.  I sometimes hold stories back in my head, forgetting to write them down, or unable to because I can’t find the precise way of shaping it, and those stories are lost.  Someday, I will write them down. 
     In the crisp air of autumn in Maine, I took pictures documenting my first real fall foliage colors.  In the refreshing air of summer in the mountains, I wrote of my adventures backpacking through New Mexico and Colorado.  In the tranquil air of summer in the boundary waters, I canoed my way through the season, marking down the memories of Canada.  In the stuffy air of a law office, I filed away another summer.  During the school year, my job was to be a student.  I must say that I did learn, but probably not what the teachers intended.  They never could stifle the sunshine that gentle warmed my skin and took me away on the winds of imagination.  I observed and read between the lines.  I did not take at face value what my teachers told me.  I questioned what they were teaching and why.  I was not a problem student, but I challenged the teachers to teach me and to teach me well.  Some people do not like that and for them, I was a problem student.  Even then, words released me.  I caricatured people I saw everyday—the elitist perfectionist, the idle dreamer.  But mostly, the words that I put down on paper are seen only by my eyes.  I have the ability to succeed.  My obstacle is perfection.  I much rather not complete something than to risk it being imperfect, which is why I sit here trying to write, fretting over each nuance of a word.  (Just write, Tasha.  Revise later.)  But the little spelling errors call to me, and I must change them for my paper to be perfect.  I turn each paper in with hopes that the reader enjoys it as much as I labored over it.  My worry about the reaction of the reader illustrates why I rather fail by my own accord than receive a disproving reaction and why most of my scribblings are never seen by the eyes of another reader. 
     Maybe this is just a dream that I am writing in my room, nestled in the clean, radiant Rocky Mountain sunshine.  In this dream, maybe the Mets will win the World Series once again. But right now, the fusty Omaha sunlight slowly fills my room and beckons me to the day and the adventures I will find contained in it.  And in this sunshine, I will discover some more stories to write down according to me. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[weird day]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[face our fears]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[god and jesus]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-01-19T08:01:59-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Signs every where. Welcome to cALifornia]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have my rock and roll confidence shirt on. I am ready to face this FUCKING wonderful 
Yesterday, a read a note on Karin's door that said, 1 day. I just saw a family of oppossums walk by... and I'm on the ninth floor... weird. probably not that weird. 
To you, I write down my fears and loathings. To you, I release my fears. Here I am, Lord. I know you do not give me more than I can bear. Yesterday, on Karin's door I read something that said 18 Go to the Library. So I went. God was sending me a message for the day, I just need to see them... While there, I prayed and said, "I haven't seen Scott since I've been back. It would be really nice to see him because I feel that would center me." Guess what. I saw him five minutes later. He didn't see me but I saw him. A little later, we actually talked. Next to my bed I have a book called beside blessings... Last night's really fit. "Whatever form mistreatment takes, it hurts. You feel the horrible rejection. You've done what is right but you've been treated wrongly. In the midsts of all this, remember, God has not abandoned you. He has not forgottne you. He never left. He understands the heartache brought on by the evil He mysteriously permist so He might bring you to a tender, sensitive walk with Him. God is good, Jesus Christ is real--your present circumstances notwithstanding. Yeah, that didn't help me at all. I just find that so miraculas. Signs are everywhere. You just need to find them. The Princess and the Pea is probably annoyed with me but i don't care. I do what she wants. I went to bed shortly after 10 last night, and we made a compromise that is one is trying to sleep, the other leaves. Well, I've been going to bed about ten the last couple nights. She's probably written our RA that I'm intentionally putting her out. But you know, people are telling me to take naps because I look horrible and tired. I have teachers and friends and other people here who are recognizing something is wrong. Right now maybe the best thing would be for you to move. I would love it if it was Marrizzle who became my roomie. Okay... I'm going to breakfast soon. See I'm no longer eating in the room. This is just another day, another adventure and I have to trust that things will turn out okay. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-19T10:01:54-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Again... Roomie Passive Aggressive]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/again_roomie_passive_aggressive.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Why does she hate me so much? What did I do wrong? Why can't I make this roommate relationship work? She isdraining away the essence of me. She is taking away ME. Isn’t that more important than sleep. Everyone is telling me that it sounds like I’ll be better off when she’s gone. Is that why she’s doing these petty little things? To make it so that I am the one who has to leave and not her. NO! I’m not the one who requested it. I’m not the person who is refusing to compromise. “It seems like you are very understanding.” “It’s your blessing and curse to be able to see things from both sides of the story.” “You’ll be glad to get rid of her.” This is my failure. Can’t anyone see that? This is my fault. If I worked harder on keeping my dishes out of the sink. If I wasn’t an early riser. If I didn’t cry or wear my emotions on my sleeve… Wait. This is fucked up. That is what an abused person says. I can’t please her because she doesn’t want to be pleased. Nothing I can do will appease her and I should only go so far. Now she is taking away me. I don’t want to deal with this anymore. I want to sleep comfortably. I want to smile. I want to go in my room and work. 
Two things really bugged me. She got a new alarm clock. It is one of those old fashion ones that tick with the ringers on top. Yeah. No that’s not the problem. My problem is that it is twelve inches across. FUCK YOU KARA. I’m trying not to wake you up. Honest. Almost all of the girls know that I spend every morning in the NZ. I’ve been out of the room by 7 almost everyday. Ergh… What is her problem. It is she that has the problem… Next the pain in the butt is that I wanted to be able to use my microwave. Well, I haven’t been able to. This afternoon, I finally did dishes (she was gone) and I wanted to make a cup of tea. Splattered in the microwave was oatmeal. Why didn’t miss neat freak clean it up? Because I said I wanted to use it and it belongs to me. I know it is her. I eat oatmeal too but I boil the water in the microwave and then put it in. She puts it in and puts the bowl in the microwave. I don’t want to deal any more. She’s passive aggressive and it’s crap. 

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-20T01:01:40-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Gabe]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I’ve always said that I’ve been attracted to guys with long hair but you know I think I’ll probably end up with a guy who has like a military cut. Almost the exact opposite. I’m okay with that… I’m just thinking about the guys that I think are attractive right now… Sc. And Gabe. Gabe is a sweetheart. He really is. I have a class with him this semester and I had one with him, last. I want to do well on this interview but I can’t dress up too much because I have class. I really want to explore the different possibilities of guys. I guess I am taciturn. I can’t flirt I may want to but… Oh name Jordan… Interesting. Oh, back to Gabe. He at least knows my name. He’s left handed. He rides a scooter to school. I was attracted to him last semester. This semester more so. He’s sat next to me in every class so far. He hasn’t had to. He’s usually the third person there. Dawn and I being the first two. Sometimes he makes me feel so dumb, not through his actions or his belief but because he is so … prepared for class. I want to study more so I can impress him with my wits. He’s usually entertaining. He’s a nice guy. Too bad I’m a chicken to actually flirt with him. And too bad this is his last semester. Yeah, sorry Paddington. He’s older. He’s nice though. His name reminds me of a book character… Yep… Also I could go into the archangel. Things are good…  </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-20T06:01:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I got's a new Roomie!!!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>She's moving in tomorrow. I'm so happy. I mean she's a nursing student so she's clean but we'll work it out. Otherwise we are perfectly compatible. At least we shall see, but I have faith that things will turn out A okay. I had my interview for the living community next year. I left that thinking that my answers were too perfect but completely true. Another friend from my floor said that the interviewer was dry. hmmm... she wasn't with me. but Que sera, sera. I had a couple of funny stories that I'm finally in the mood to share but I'm running out of time.

Quote from nonbiological big brother who once... Yeah... Sorry...
ME: There are some nice frat boys.
Him: No there aren't.  That's an oxymoron.
Me: Some I consider my friends.
Him: They don't want to be your friend.

I can't wait until moving day tomorrow!!!!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[ice cream day]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-01-21T10:01:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Que Sera, Sera.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/que_sera_sera.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Last night, I went to bed about... 11ish. I'm not quite sure when. I ended up going to BB and TW last night. I had dinner with Marie and we talked for a long time. Then we went to BB to get me a bar for my eyebrow... It still feels weird. Then I treated for Ice Cream. Beth was like why ice cream? it was snowing earlier today. Ne'ertheless we got ice cream. I got Vanilla Cappuccino. Yummy (not so much vanilla though) We ran into Kerv there and he sat with us. Marie asked me once he was gone why I put up with him. He's a sometimes friend and I'm okay with that as well. I decided to let Marie and Beth have some privacy and I had nothing else to do so I listened to 80's music and read and fell asleep.
Kara came in really loud. I don't know when but I know it was after midnight. she turned on lights. she drank lots of water. she was running into stuff. I said to myself, what a passive aggressive bitch. I'm not going to complain because this is my last night with this shit. Yay. She probably got drunk with her sorority sisters. As she hates when I click a bunch on my computer, I am typing this out in my room while she is still sleeping. Haha. I'm really not that evil; I'm just fed up with her. She's probably thinking yay this is the last time I'll ever have to hear Tasha's alarm clock. 
I wore makeup yesterday and Marie's the only one who noticed (or said something) but I might do more now that I can be in the room more in the mornings. Marizzle was surprised that no one else mentioned something because well, it was blue mascara... I am so relieved and at peace. I can't wait for this coming week, although bad news time. 
Please keep my friend, JP, his girlfriend, Jackie, and their unborn child in your thoughts in prayers. The baby is breech and so she's going in for a C-section on Wednesday. The baby will be a couple weeks early but... that should be okay. JP's a nervous wreck and I'm worried about him. They are giving the baby up for adoption so also pray that they have the strength to do so and that the parents will cherish this child. After this past week, I've seen signs everywhere so I must reaffirm my thoughts in God so I do believe in the power of prayer. Things work out. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-22T06:01:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Making plans is cool]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/making_plans_is_cool.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes knowing that I'm going to have dinner with this person this night gives me something to look forward to. So Tonight, I'm going to have dinner with Kerv and then go to Mass. During the week, I'm having breakfast with Kit on Wednesday. Dinah and Kerv on Tuesday and Thursday and Dinner with other people a couple times. I'm amazed how it all works out. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-22T10:01:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I got an interesting compliment today]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_got_an_interesting_compliment_today.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>other people know my history better but you understand me best. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-23T12:01:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A-]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/a.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I saw him again tonight. I saw him through the entire mass. God, I love him. He and I would be so perfect together. If only, he could realize it... Either that or I got up the courage to do anything about it. I have a feeling that he's A-. I really do... Sorry, that's pretty much my first requirement for a guy. </p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-23T12:01:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Potential Husband]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I updated it for this year...
Husband list 2006 (not in any particular order)
1. A- blood type
2. Can Sing (It doesn't matter if it is good or not)
3. Protects me
4. Great sense of humor
5. Ethical
6. Moral
7. Cherishes me--acne, stretch marks, weight problems and all
8. Willing to dance
9. Intelligent
10. Willing to Learn
11. Willing to explore adventures conmigo
12. Knows Honor
13. Won't think I ruin movies when I over-analyze them.
14. Has a bit of Bad boy in him. 
15. Knows when to play it safe.
16. Wants Children. Has to want children. 

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-23T10:01:49-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Karin]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341712</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tomorrow, I'm going into Karin's office to find the things for the education department and organize it. Her personal belongings, I'll leave. Actually, I'm going to put a letter in a book. A letter to Karin.  Maybe this is completion. I read her memorial in the school newspaper, today. Joy wanted me to do it today but she didn't want to ask me  in front of Anna or Brittany. I told her I'd do it tomorrow when no one else was around. I can do it. i won't cry too much. She's such an amazing person. "As a Roman Catholic who's been blessed eight million times, I've never felt closer to God in my life than when Karin blessed me." Another teacher said that. But I know it. Karin taught me about life through her death. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[sleeping]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[elevator]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-01-24T09:01:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Watching him sleep]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/watching_him_sleep.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I hate running into Ben… It’s awkward. What can I say to him…? Gee thanks. I paid you; it is done. You didn’t talk to me. I observed most of what I knew.  All I really want to know is if he got a new watch. Yeah… So he was studying or helping a guy in the study area next to my first class. I can recognize him from a distance away. It’s not like I can see Scott but its close. I mean, I think I got an A on my final which I probably owe to him. But my A was also a bunch of hard work on my part. 

He was stretched out on the cool leather of the couch. Sleeping like a baby. His full eyelashes fell on his cheek, reminiscent of the picture in the room next to me--The picture of him and his sister much younger. He seemed so peaceful, so serene. Occasionally, his brow would wrinkle in worry. What was he dreaming about? No, the more important question was, what made him so tired that he would sleep in the lobby of a busy dormitory during the lunch hour in full view of the elevator?  Or maybe the more crucial question was who would wake him up? I didn’t want him to miss a class or something else important.  I caught sight of him after I pressed the call button. I would have taken the stairs if I had seen him before I recalled my arm after pressing the button. I spoke with another girl, waiting the eternal watch of the elevator. All the while, I was aware of him, furtively watching the peaceful sleep. Time slowed to the rhythm of his breathing. I wanted to be with him, sleeping. I wanted to be the one to wake him up. How did he wake up? As gently as a dove or as ravaging as a bear? He stirred, waking, stretching his legs. Quickly, I adverted my eyes, staring at the un-opening doors. Could he have felt my glace? Even more slyly than before, I checked if he was awake. He wasn’t yet awake but he was in the sleep of someone waking. How long before the elevator came? Relief poured over me when the elevator opened right before he sat up. I stepped into the elevator, away from any fantasy I could have concocted. I wanted him. I just didn’t know how to do it. Until I did, I would step away and into the elevator so he would never see the longing in my eyes watching him sleep, for he is beautiful. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-25T03:01:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ah Wednesday. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>What is a Wednesday without seeing Ben? In the library? Ah... I should go up to him and thank him... it was just funny running into him at that time and it would have been the standard time for me to see him for help. It was just really ironic. </p>
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  <dc:date>2006-01-27T11:01:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[At least I was clean. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/at_least_i_was_clean.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><p>Last night, I made the choice that a friend needed to talk to me more than I needed to sleep. We ended up talking for more than two and a half hours... Much past Tashey's bed time. But it was fun. I was needed. We talked about books and life. I was there for someone. Last night, I had a cute outfit planned for today... I was excited. Because I was talking to her, I decided to shower this morning and also finish my homework like I usually do... Whoops... Don't ever procrastinate. I hear a nice happy noise this morning and I go (direct quote) "No Fucking way." I wanted to go back asleep but the last time I heard this noise was an actual fire so I got up. It was 355. I had to get up in two hours... ERGH. We got in a little after an hour later. I slept in this morning. I didn't mean to but when I woke, I looked at my watch and said, "CHOICES." it was 745 and I needed to be at work at 800 which meant... shower, breakfast, or homework or cute outfit I had planned out. I chose shower. I got to work a little late but... c'est la vie. At least I was clean, I was friendly and I was sort of happy (as happy as one can be with three hours of sleep). Gabe was dressed up for frat bid acceptance and looked really nice. Except for the whole... gray socks with black suit and blue shirt. But still, it was a well cut suit. I'll try cute outfit on Monday. I also saw Sc. after latin. Great... I would have loved seeing him... if i was dressed better... I had one more thing to document but give me a couple moments... Oh, this guy who sells books to the different departments came into work today and wanted to talk with Karin. that forced us to be really reflective. Or... The Adam story... Maybe that one will wait a couple more minutes as well... 
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  <dc:date>2006-01-27T12:01:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Adam story]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Okay… the Adam story. There is a guy who is in the department in which I work. I’ve talked to him several times.  I just have never learned his name. Yesterday, I ate a pink cookie for lunch before going to work.. My hand and mouth was dyed pink. Yay. Joy introduced me to him. Hi, I don’t want to shake your hand because I’m pink right now. Why yesterday? I was probably very red as well. He’s actually cute. Oh darn… Oh well, I was finally introduced to him.  His name is Adam. So maybe next time I see him I can talk to him because I now know his name. 
I wonder if Adam, marie’s brother, is the roommate of Cory who while cute chews… Yuck. I just saw him spit into a bottle. Adam is chewing as well. Stupid. That is even worse than smoking. Yuck Yuck. Sorry Cory is sitting next to me in class. And I’m just grossed out. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-28T05:01:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Soul Searching... Just randomly. ]]></title>
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<strong>Who Should Paint You: Salvador Dali</strong>
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You're a complex, intense creature who displays many layers.<br />
There's no way a traditional portrait could ever capture you!
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<div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatartistshouldpaintyourportraitquiz/">What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?</a></div>

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<strong>Your Eyes Should Be Hazel</strong>
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Your eyes reflect: Intellect and sensuality<br />
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What's hidden behind your eyes: Subtle manipulation
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<strong>Your Eyes Should Be Hazel</strong>
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Your eyes reflect: Intellect and sensuality<br />
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What's hidden behind your eyes: Subtle manipulation
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<div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/">What Color Should Your Eyes Be?</a></div>

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-28T07:01:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A is for the way you accept me. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/a_is_for_the_way_you_accept_me.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>A friend asked me to go over to another dorm to hang with people and watch movies... Well, there will be a bunch of guys and I know most of them. I got really excited and changed my clothes and did my hair... After about fifteen minutes, I stopped and got back into my clothes that I started out with. I'm not being mean or anything but these guys are actually going to be priests. They're great guys to hang out with but... I want a guy who would be interested in me, romatically. 
This morning, my roomie said I'm sorry. Long is sleeping on the futon. I told her that it was cool and that if it ever needed to happen again, I'd be cool with it. At least they weren't sharing a bed. I've been friends with guys for much of my life. I know that  not everything connotates sex. It was just interesting to wake up to it. 
Today was a laundry day and I watched little women, it works out. 
It was a nasty rainy day and well, I'm a little morose over it. At least I'm not male PMsing like Kervin. I'll accept the fact that he only wants me to be a sometimes friend but he doesn't have to be bitchy. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-28T07:01:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Challenger]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/challenger.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today is the twentith anniversery of the Challenger Disaster... Does anyone remember that fact? How many of us have learned because of the loss of those 7 people? How many children grew up to love science because of the learning centers set up because of Chrisy McAuliffe? An Educator who still allows education. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-29T03:01:42-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Great time. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/great_time.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I just had an incredible evening. I spent too much time caring but I ended up just being myself. I totally worked the body language and followed pieces of advice given to me and well, there is a prospect. Next week, we might go bowling and we will get together and watch Mel Brooks movies. Yay. He and I connected intellectually; He was joining me in over analyzing movies(Return of the King). He was trying to impress me as well. He's totally cool with piercings. Oh, I had so much fun... and it all happened because I was me. I didn't try to be anyone else. Coolness. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-29T05:01:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Permission to shine--Bachelor Girl]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/permission_to_shinebachelor_girl.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Hey, what would you say
If I can’t play the hero tonight
Cos lately I’ve been feelin’ like
I can’t get anything right

I’ve been fading into the woodwork again
And I’m feelin’ like I just wanna hide
But guess what
I’m gonna try something just a little bit different this time

I’m gonna give myself permission to shine
I’m gonna shine so bright
Gonna make every head wanna turn
You’re finally gonna see me
Give myself permission to shine
Gonna light up the night
Shine a little of my light on the world

I’ve been crazy
I’ve been holdin’ myself back for so long
But I’ve got so much I can give
Don’t wanna be afraid to be wrong

You know I’m not too good at too many things
But I’ve been gettin’ real good at gettin’ down on myself
But guess what
I’m gonna try to break free from this prison I’ve built

I’m gonna give myself permission to shine
I’m gonna shine so bright
Gonna make every head wanna turn
You’re finally gonna see me
Give myself permission to shine
Gonna light up the night
Shine a little of my light on the world

Oh, that’s right
I’m gonna try something just a little bit different this time

I’m gonna give myself permission to shine
I’m gonna shine so bright
Gonna make every head wanna turn
You’re finally gonna see me
Give myself permission to shine
Gonna light up the night
Shine a little of my light on the world

(give myself permission to shine)
I wanna light up the night
Shine a little of my light on the world



"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others." Marianne Williamson</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-29T09:01:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Quinn]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/quinn.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Jackie and JP's baby arrived and everything is okay. He's healthy and big and probably beautiful. He's with his adoptive parents and Jackie is at home recovering. He was born on Wednesday but I only just heard. I am so relieved. Thank God things turned out okay. Keep this child in your thoughts and prayers because he's going to be too smart for his own good and probably lacking in common sense. Let's hope that God will protect him and his family.  </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-31T12:01:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Don't know what to write... just keep on writing same sentence. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/dont_know_what_to_write_just_keep_on_writing_same_sentence.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>What do I want to write tonight... Sigh. Today was fun. Running into my latin teacher. I think I have two teachers who can write recs for me. I go from latin class then wait around for the cafeteria to open. I then go to wait outside the door for my WL class. In the time from my latin class to my wl class, the other section of latin takes place in my Wl classroom. Well, today, Dr. Bakewell was supervising the other class as they were taking a test. He saw me out in the hall and then, we went into our classroom and I said hi. Well, He and my English prof started talking. Yes, even though I was on the opposite side of the room I heard them. And partially lip read. They were saying good things about me. I bet that I’ll talk about WL in Latin on Wednesday. Gabe arrived at class five minutes before it started. He was late. I was concerned… Considering he’s usually there twenty minutes early… but it turned out okay. Dum vita est, spes est. Hopefully, I’ll have a date this weekend… I saw him today as I was going up on the elevator. It stopped on his floor. We exchanged quick hellos. I’m so excited. After dinner, Dinah and I contacted Kerv to watch the first episode of the second season of QAF. We watched it. Yay. Rachel is now here and we are watching _An American in Paris_.  Even though it was after the check in time when she arrived, I never got a call. I made a crack that they recognize her now. Well, actually she said that the person at the desk said that “I know her and I know you.” It will be okay. Thanks. I had just thought that I hadn’t seen Sc. at the desk for a while. I guess it’s because I’m usually at my room by seven. Hm… sorry. I can’t wait to see Mike again or other people. I love my name book… I’m so relieved about Jp’s baby. As I am excited about things happening, I asked for advice… No clumps in mascara. Lol. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-31T05:01:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Breast Cancer]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/breast_cancer.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Breast Cancer. 
Terrifying words. We never know what to expect. Another professor died last night, after a long battle with breast cancer. I didn’t know her personally but for the last couple of weeks at mass, we’ve been praying for her. This is just so close to Karin’s death, which was also from complications of breast cancer. I feel angry. I feel motivated to do something. I want to yell at everyone. I want to yell at the girls that they should be doing self breast exams. I want to yell at guys that they should be aware of breast cancer for their mothers, their sisters, their girlfriends and lastly for themselves. Every person has breast tissue. Even though most of the girls here are eighteen, nineteen, and twenty. We need to get to know our breasts as we can know, when we are older, the changes within them. Am I scared about breast cancer right now? A little more than normal. I need to do something now. In the memory of Karin. In a couple weeks, it’s our turn to decorate the bathroom. I’m thinking about putting facts about breast cancer around with brochures “how to do SBEs” in the shower. At least I’d be somewhat productive, instead of frivolous. Okay, wearing a pea coat during winter is important. Not really. I just want to do something. I’ll have to check with Kit because her mother had breast cancer and she is in remission currently. We can learn to prepare ourselves. The best cure for breast cancer right now is early detection. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-01-31T11:01:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[To thine own self be true. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341728</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This above all: To thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day; Thou canst not then be false to any man. 

I am happy being me. I think it is finally happening—I’m accepting myself. I like being Unusual. Not a diamond of the first water but still wonderful.  Okay, maybe that is the confidence from listening to Fr. G. Maybe this time I’ll actually listen to him, although… it is so much easier to hear the one dissenter when many people say the opposite. Fr. G told us to list ten things that “I’m REALLY… (this, or good at this) I struggled to think of one, because each thing I do, there is always someone. If I was truly confident, than I’d write these for my “I’m Really…”s
1. Good at being there for people when they need help.
2. Loquacious and that’s not a bad thing. 
3. Good at singing. Okay… sometimes, I need that final push to do it though. 
4. “Wise beyond my years” (I’m weird like that—I can’t always talk to my peers).
5. Good at remembering things (once they get implanted).
6. Caring for anyone and everyone. 
7. Good at being sarcastic at the right times (and sometimes the wrong ones).
8. Passionate about peace, justice and life. 
9. Good at teaching/explaining things.
10. Optimistic (most days).


I don’t care that Dinah doesn’t think I can sing. Jen said that she thinks I have a lovely voice. Kervin said my voice brings him peace when we’re in church. I sing at church back home and they always want me back there.  So… she can suck it—I’m trying out for the choir no matter what. Right now she’s not talking to me for some reason. (I don’t care right now). I have incredible friends that we talk about religion, schooling, and choices. I do turn everything into a philosophical debate. That’s something that I enjoy. I enjoy ideas and discussion. I love anecdotal stories. My conversations with Dinah remain purely superficial. What movie. How was your day? Nothing about the person. What makes one tick? I’m okay with that… Sometimes. Right now, I want to explore other opportunities. I’ve had great conversations lately with many different people. I just need that. I want to talk about issues in the world. I had lunch today. An actual lunch because I got done with my test, early. I had 30 minutes so I decided to eat for real today. Dinah saw me sitting in the lobby and I only looked up from what I was reading when she got on the elevator. I started to say hi but she didn’t hear me. Maybe that’s what she’s angry about. I kept on running into Mike today. Funny how I have never really seen him before and now I see him everywhere. I’m learning to be at peace. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-02T12:02:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Slumber Party]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/slumber_party.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Real quick. I'll edit later. 
Okay... It is later... I'm going to a PJ party in less than seven hours... We're going to eat breakfast in our PJs... I have to wear mine all day long... Or I can be late to work. I think that's what I'll do. 
I donated blood today. First time. I liked being able to do that.  I was covered in iodine. It's still there... Darn... OH well.
You know when you tell one person something but you originally didn't want to initally but hey... they're your friend. You later find out that at the b-ball game last night, it was spread all over. Yeah... I told Dinah about my tentitive plans, she told her roomie who told another girl who was there on sat night. The third girl said, " I totally saw something happening. They kept on talking with each other." The roomie said "What?" She was sitting right next to me and saw nothing. pretty funny. But Dinah told me that is as far as it is going. YaY. Um... 
Thought... Gone...
I wonder if Punxitony Phil sees his shadow or not... 
Another adam story... but I'm really tired.
Oh, thought. Back. I'm going to KENTUCKY. Yeah. Vanceberg. For spring break. It will be cool. 
Laterz.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-03T11:02:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Today]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341731</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I can decline my name!!!

Tasha
Tashae
Tashae
Tasham
Tasha
Tasha
Tashae
Tasharum
Tashis
Tashas
Tashis
Tashae

Okay I am really Nerdy, Dorky, Geeky. Whatever word you wish to designate me as, I am that. I’m also really blessed, peaceful. Jordan is sitting next to me. He was standing next to me when I walked up. He’s clean shaven. I should compliment him but I don’t know… Class is cancelled. Our teacher just walked in and said that class was cancelled. Poor Jordan, he came out here just for this one class. I guess next week I’ll say, “while clean shaven is nice, I like your scruffy look better.” I do… I almost didn’t recognize him. Gabe wasn’t in Latin… Tear. 
About last night, I need to talk to my brother first before I can divulge too many details but right now my thoughts are that I gave up going to Ice Cream with my family to go bowling… at least I looked cute and Sc. Saw me. I keep on running into him. I’m loving it. I’m saying hi and I have a huge smile on my face. Life. Incredible. Darn. I can’t tell that story… Let’s just say I ran into my family at dinner and they were eating with Sc. There’s a guy checking me out right now in Psychology. I think it is a smile that gets attention to me… This weekend is going to be fantastic.
I have so many plans. It is a friend’s birthday. 
My roommate is so wonderful. She’s a sweetheart. Yesterday, when I had a migraine, she turned off all the lights and left. I also can’t say the other reasons why. I got into CORTINA!!!! YAY. I am so excited. I am crying. So did Jen my new roomie. 
We went to dinner and it lasted for two hours because we were just talking. I find this funny how I started this before 1130 and I’m just finishing it almost twelve hours later. 
I drew all over my arm like a tattoo. I really like it. It has words. 
I’m not really self-centered or am I? Actually, I’ll take Dinah’s words with a grain of salt. 
I’m so cynical. I’m so tired. There’s a guy sleeping in my room tonight, who I have never met. A friend got charged with sexual harassment and well, I think he is slightly guilty. Maybe not completely but…  he might need to learn this lesson. 
Right now the girl whose room I’m in, is talking with one of Mike’s friends and I feel really awkward. I feel badly. I should just keep my name and declining it. Laterz. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-03T11:02:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Assult]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Okay… The girl whose room I’m in just came back and told some of the things that had just happened and some more of the story. “There’s a 98% chance that he’ll be expelled.” 9 out of 10 times the kid gets expelled. That just pisses me off. Marie’s assaulter, was an RA and it was same sex and her rate was more like 0/10 get in trouble. ERGH. I’m angry and I’m tired. I need to shower and I want to go to sleep but not yet. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-04T05:02:14-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The Blower's daughter by Damien Rice]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>the blower's daughter

and so it is
just like you said it would be
life goes easy on me
most of the time
and so it is
the shorter story
no love no glory
no hero in her skies
i can't take my eyes off of you
and so it is
just like you said it should be
we'll both forget the breeze
most of the time
and so it is
the colder water
the blower's daughter
the pupil in denial
i can't take my eyes off of you
did I say that I loathe you?
did I say that I want to
leave it all behind?
i can't take my mind off of you
my mind
'til I find somebody new


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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-05T03:02:23-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Goodnight. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/goodnight.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I admit it. This is a different culture from Hawaii, especially Filipino Hawaii. I don’t know how to comfort my friend who is trying to make the adjustment. Yes, some things we do are very Haole. Some things are just because we are young college students. She had a heart to heart with her mom last night and when she told me this morning, I said I was here to talk to as well so she started spilling little things. I understand that she’s not the same person that sent the application in almost a year ago. I understand that she doesn’t talk to her best friend anymore but instead is talking to someone in sort of the same situation who was more of an acquaintance in high school. It is a cultural difference but sometimes, we don’t realize we are making cultural mistakes. Take tonight. We were watching movies and well, this one kid left, so his chair was open. It was open for almost an entire movie when the girl sitting next to me, turned it around and we put our feet on it. When my Hawaiian friend complained about that when we were walking back, I said what? Did you want to sit on it? Her answer was that she much rather be uncomfortable and her friends be really comfortable than everyone being comfortable. You could have just asked and we would have moved. There were three of us on a couch and the one in the middle wanted to sleep. So she stretched out on the chair.  Another thing that she said was very haole was that while watching _what women want_, all the girls started to sing the Meredith Brooks song, “I’m a Bitch.” It’s just a song. What’s the difference between singing that song and “You’re so vain” about Former? Nothing. We just sing along when songs come on. The third thing that she said was very haole was a guy mooned us. I know who it was and the other girl who saw asked who it was. He was a little drunk and having fun. I don’t agree with it but it was a stupid thing that happened. “It never would have happened at UH.” Sweetie, I know some people who go there. It does happen. She was saying “Don’t worry. You don’t do it intentionally.” That’s part of the problem. You need to advocate for things if they really do bother you. “I’m just being nitpicky.” Okay, maybe a little but tell us these things. Things aren’t always what we want but… Why can’t we just let the river guide us? Things happen for a reason. Which culture should assimilate? Hers or mine? 
We went over to Swanson and well, we might get money to pay for things because we are not getting drunk or having sex. What great reasons. We were watching Mel Brooks movies and then a chick flick. I had fun just talking although mike being there was awkward. I was kind of mean to Rachel tonight and I feel bad about it. I was just fed up with it. I was cracking jokes about Lawrence of Arabia and I don’t like that movie. Rachel was like that’s the best movie ever and yada yada yada. I’m sorry, the book was better and all the movie is scenery and a camel. She just got really angry at me; someone asked her what was wrong and I answered for her. She’s just angry that I don’t agree with her. Gah, I hate people playing games. 
This morning, Kervin called me and woke me up. He said that he wasn’t sure if he was going to do Cortina anymore because I was accepted. I don’t know how to take that. I’m angry and hurt. I wanted to talk to my parents but I can’t talk with my dad and my mom was at Canon City. 
Well, I’m falling asleep as I write this so… I need to go to bed so I can do homework tomorrow. Laterz. 
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  <dc:date>2006-02-05T06:02:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[things to do...]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I have a World lit paper to write… What do I write about? My mind frantically searches for the answer as I study for my Psych. Test and do my latin homework. I also have choir tryouts tonight. Everything is so busy and Proper Prior Planning Prevents Poor Performance. I shall be calm. I shall drink a bunch of water. I shall go to breakfast in half an hour. I shall call my mommy soon. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-06T12:02:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Find Meaning in Everything. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/find_meaning_in_everything.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Imagine by John Lennon

Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.


Lord of the Dance 
I danced in the morning
When the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon
And the stars and the sun,
And I came down from heaven
And I danced on the earth,
At Bethlehem
I had my birth. 

Dance, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Lord of the Dance, said he,
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I'll lead you all in the Dance, said he
I danced for the scribe
And the pharisee,
But they would not dance 
And they wouldn't follow me.
I danced for the fishermen,
For James and John -
They came with me
And the Dance went on.

Chorus
I danced on the Sabbath
And I cured the lame;
The holy people
Said it was a shame.
They whipped and they stripped
And they hung me on high,
And they left me there
On a Cross to die.

Chorus
I danced on a Friday
When the sky turned black -
It's hard to dance
With the devil on your back.
They buried my body
And they thought I'd gone,
But I am the Dance,
And I still go on.

Chorus
They cut me down
And I leapt up high;
I am the life
That'll never, never die;
I'll live in you
If you'll live in me -
I am the Lord
Of the Dance, said he.

Chorus 
Simple Gifts
'Tis the gift to be simple,
'tis the gift to be free,
'tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight.
Refrain:  
When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed.
To turn, turn will be our delight,
'Til by turning, turning we come round right
'Tis the gift to be loved and that love to return,
'Tis the gift to be taught and a richer gift to learn,
And when we expect of others what we try to live each day,
Then we'll all live together and we'll all learn to say, 
Refrain: 
'Tis the gift to have friends and a true friend to be,
'Tis the gift to think of others not to only think of "me",
And when we hear what others really think and really feel,
Then we'll all live together with a love that is real. 
Refrain:
I, the Lord of sea and sky,
I have heard my people cry.
All who dwell in dark and sin,
My hand will save. 
Chorus
Here I am, Lord. Is it I, Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.
I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart. 
I, who made the stars of night,
I will make their darkness bright.
Who will bear my light to them?
Whom shall I send? 
Chorus
Here I am, Lord. Is it I, Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.
I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart. 
I, the Lord of snow and rain,
I have borne my people’s pain.
I have wept for love of them.
They turn away. 
Chorus
Here I am, Lord. Is it I, Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.
I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart. 
I will break their hearts of stone,
Give them hearts for love alone.
I will speak my words to them.
Whom shall I send? 
Chorus
Here I am, Lord. Is it I, Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.
I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart. 
I, the Lord of wind and flame,
I will send the poor and lame.
I will set a feast for them.
My hand will save. 
Chorus
Here I am, Lord. Is it I, Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.
I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart. 
Finest bread I will provide,
'Til their hearts be satisfied.
I will give my life to them.
Whom shall I send? 
Chorus
Here I am, Lord. Is it I, Lord?
I have heard you calling in the night.
I will go, Lord, if you lead me.
I will hold your people in my heart. 

Religious Music... Funny, One is a rock song, one is a shaker, one is a more contemperary traditional and one is just a person's hymn.  Find meaning in everything. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-07T03:02:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Money. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>In the course of half an hour, I spent $160. I cannot believe how expensive everything is. There is also something else I need to print to fill out but I can't think of what it is. I had to pay for housing next year (deposit) and my spring break trip--Half of it. I'm so anxious about money right now. I should go talk to the bank but I don't have time. ERGH. I can breath. I should go get something for lunch. I'm not going to get to eat until later. </p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-09T01:02:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stupid]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I lost my cell phone tonight... It was nerve-wrecking. We went back to the place that I know where it was last and there it was. 
2141.
This is really stupid. I can't believe it. I'm stupid. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-09T01:02:45-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Mono]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>A girl on my floor has mono... should I be worried? I think so. especially since she is a friend of mine. She doesn't want it to be public knowledge on the floor because the people on my floor are jerks. They would isolate her. They would walk around with antibacterial and spray everything that she touched. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-09T01:02:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Nomination me. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>For work study, I’m usually privy to all kinds of conversations. Usually when they are confidential, I pretend I’m not listening. Well, today, Joy said this conversation is confidential as she was speaking to another teacher. I pretended I wasn’t listening and she said no, it’s about you. Okay… I’ll listen in. Every year, the University has an award for the best work study and each department nominates on person. Well, this year, the nominations came in split between two of the five work studies. Brittany and Me. With most of the nominations coming for me. Well, they decided to nominate Brittany because she is a senior and has a better chance of winning. I just think that kind of sucks. I understand but it’s kind of like I’m the best at doing my job but others are older and haven’t done the same amount of work but they will get the award because they are older and I’ll have another chance, supposedly. I’ll do my best. And I’ll continue to do my best. 
This just reminds me of Wrestling Manager of the Year. I was nominated two years and didn’t get either because all the other nominees were seniors. I’m okay. I think it’s really cool that they wanted to nominate me. Rock and Roll. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-11T06:02:09-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Parties are more fun when you are sober]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/parties_are_more_fun_when_you_are_sober.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I had an eventful day yesterday and I'm going to pay for it today. Ahh. Deep breath. I can push out a six page paper easy in two days. I can also go to service today and the party tonight. I love hanging out with this incredible guys. Yesterday, I had class. Then I had a research project with my advisor. It was actually kind of fun. The next step was the start of all hell breaking loose. Katie wanted company so I ended up going with her to hang out with her friend, Matt, who is also friends with the guys I have been spending the last few weekends with. They wanted dinner. We went along. We ended up  having dinner with them. It was a chinese place way off campus. It was fun. We ended up back at their dorm rooms and they started pouring drinks. I refused. Several times. I didn't want to drink. I held other's drinks and only once was I tempted. It smelled so good. But I didn't. Later, it was much more fun being the sober one and talking to the other sober people. The other two were Mike and Jordan. Yes, the same Mike of previous mention. I love Jordan. I just have to say that. I love him in that strictly platonic way that he is Jordan and I am Tasha. There is more to the story but I have to take a shower and go to hang out with Jordan again. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-12T03:02:51-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Stalked]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/stalked.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm getting stalked and I'm scared. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-14T01:02:21-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Here it goes!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/here_it_goes.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>This weekend was crazy. I go to bed before my roommate. That is a given. She’s gone to bed before me twice in the last few days. This will be the continuation of the story from Friday night. When Chris decided to go to a party with Mike and David, Jordan came over to our dorm with the girls and one of the guys who lives in our building so he was checked into a guy’s room. We sat in the fishbowl and watched different things. After taking care of Katie because she was drunk. I got to take care of another friend who has mono. About two in the morning, we decided to watch Batman Begins which was in my room. So I go up stairs and Jordan decides to come with me. We (Jordan and I) ended up talking with my roommate and a guy from my floor for almost half an hour. We come back down and we got all kinds of comments—Ohh what were you guys doing alone for that long, etc. etc. Jordan is a very loveable guy who has great morals. He wants his first kiss to be on his wedding day. When I first met him, I thought he was going to be a priest. His plans have changed now. He wants to have children. Needless to say, we did not make-out. We ended up in Katie’s room to watch the movie. He got in trouble as we were trying to get to her room because guys can be in girls’ rooms after 2… Ha. Actually there was a RA standing right there so that’s how it was commented on. He actually stayed in there until five. We were talking. We were laughing. My roomie went to bed before me. I ended up getting up at eight so I could go to service. Yeah, I was tired. 
Next night, Jordan made lasagna and we watched different movies. For the entire night, Mike sat next to me. When we migrated into David + Steven's room, he sat next to me on the love sac, except for when I was being humped by Steven... Most interesting, especially since he is very gay and very drunk at that time. Oh yeah, Steven also ate my cell phone and puked on my coat... Interesting kid. I ended up falling asleep between Jordan and Mike on the love sac when everyone else went to the Run. It was that night that Stalker tried to burn Steven, said women are just bags of flesh to fuck and that since you(meaning most of the group) are catholic that makes you doubly retarded. Can you imagine why I was really freaked out by his messages? I ended up going to sleep by three. I woke up at 11 the next morning and called mike back. 
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  <dc:date>2006-02-14T02:02:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I heart Scott]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_heart_scott.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love Scott. I saw him tonight and I was really hyper. He's back in his dorm now so I could go down stairs. We went to a speaker tonight, Katie, Kervin, Laura, Tim, Josh, Megan, Don and I. The speaker had incredible striped socks... lol. He did something on dance and one of his moves reminded me of Scott--The Cowboy. So we go back to our dorm and there is a rush of people. He said Go on in Tasha I know who you are. I had to check someone in so we went around. He started checking Rachel in. He guessed my room number and Michelle who was also working the desk made a comment about stalking me ( IKNOW IroNIC). We said at the same time that his sister lived next door. He also said that I was one of the kids from his freshman seminar and I was one of his favorites. He then spoke to me about Welcome week and how he would fill out a recommendation. I quickly filled out an application. I did it for myself but it felt so incredible to be complimented. He didn't need to say anything. So Happy Valentine's day to me!</p>
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  <dc:date>2006-02-14T11:02:07-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Hmmm... Interesting...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/hmmm_interesting.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"><tr><td></td><td> You scored as <b>English</b>. You should be an English major! Your passion lies in writing and expressing yourself creatively, and you hate it when you are inhibited from doing so. Pursue that interest of yours!<br><br><table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">English</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">100%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Journalism</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">100%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Philosophy</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">92%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Sociology</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">92%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Linguistics</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">92%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Theater</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">92%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Dance</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">83%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Mathematics</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">83%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Anthropology</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">83%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Psychology</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">75%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Chemistry</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">67%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Art</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">67%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Biology</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">58%</font></td></tr><tr><td><p><font face="Arial" size="1">Engineering</font></p></td><td><table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd"><tr><td></td></tr></table></td><td><font face="Arial" size="1">58%</font></td></tr></td></tr></table><br><a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=119158">What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!&lt;3)</a><br><font face="Arial" size="1">created with <a href="http://quizfarm.com">QuizFarm.com</a></font></table></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
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  <category><![CDATA[valentine]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-02-14T03:02:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Happy St. Valentine's Day]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Valentine’s Day. A hallmark holiday. My friend celebrates SAD, instead of V-Day. SAD, Singleness Awareness Day. As of yesterday, I was going to celebrate SAD. As of last night after 10, I am celebrating Valentine’s Day. Not the romantic kind but more of a celebration of friends.  You know, I’m having much more of a blast doing this than anything else. On my door have been many valentines from different people. Right now, they are lining my bed post. I’ve been wishing people a great day and they are amazed that I don’t have a sweetheart and I’m still happy about this day. It is not about the day but how we treat people. If we treat them nicely with a smile on our face, then the day is going to be great for everyone involved. So here is to friends. Tonight, I’m going to have a blast with a couple of my girl friends and we are going to order pizza and watch movies. I am still wearing my black in honor of SAD, but I’ll do it with a smile on my face. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-15T03:02:12-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tasha Circle]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I want to go here. I want to be able to drive to this place... Laugh Evil. I want to take pictures of all the street signs. I want to steal one... lol. I want to go to Tasha Cir. Perhaps I can get a ride there sometime. especailly since it is near Scott Dr. and Chad St. Sigh. Aww. Awe. 
He didn't need to say ANYTHING. But he did. I know he did. He turned it in for me. He went out of his way for me. It is funny how stories change depending who we talk to. Sarah saw her brother filling out the recommendation and she asked how he got to do this. He said because he is a responsible adult who has the ability to critically assess another person. I said to Sarah, he offered. She was kind of surprised. Last night, we had a girls' night with chick flicks. Very much so Chick Flicks. Bend it like Beckham and Ever After. Jordan and David stopped by. That was interesting because Jordan so has a crush on Kit. I am a hopeless romantic. We were talking about how we would want to be asked out. I want a guy to be dressed up. It shows thought. It's hot. I'm going to sigh. Perhaps there is going to be inner dating amongst the group I've been hanging with. I know Scott has a well-cut suit as does Jordan from my Lit class. He held open the door from me. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. Can I say that again? AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. He didn't need to.  I feel special. I wore my Pjs to my first class which was Latin. It didn't matter. I'm a modest person. There are times and places for wide expanses of flesh to be shown. Sleeping is not one of them. I think to contridict that effect, I should wear my corset on friday... TEe Hee Tee Hee. I totally showed my stuff off in English. We were talking about Emily Dickenson poetry. My teacher asked for any other opinions and I said Yes. I pointed things out and she said I never thought of it that way and I had textual support. I just felt really cool... I love English. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-16T01:02:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Number Game: Sc. Version]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/number_game_sc_version.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>98/338=.2899=29% 
Wow
actually.
99/339=.292=29%
Kit asked me if there was a guy that I was particularly attracted to. I didn't say his name. I couldn't. 
I've been thinking about Bryan lately. I don't know why. I know why I've been thinking about my wrestlers. That makes sense but Bryan I dont' know. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-16T07:02:05-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Yeah.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341750</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>It could be an English Major or a Pt major. either way. I could easily be in love. It could be a teacher or a dentist. either way, I could easily be in love. It could be a marketing major or public relations major. either way I could be in love. I should tell Rachel but... Yeah I just did. I hope I won't regret it. I'm getting a massage right now... a back massage from a chair. Yummy. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-19T09:02:30-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Enlgish paper done]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/enlgish_paper_done.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Frantically I wrote, trying to finally finish this stupid paper. I did it. I am done. With bibliography and everything else. Celebration time, which is why I logged on to Mindsay. Actually, I logged on to mindsay after I finished poking all of my friends with a and b last names on facebook. I shall conquer and go all the way to z. 
This weekend was fantastically fun. Friday night we hung out watching movies--Mulan, Wedding Crashers and Moulin Rouge. Jordan is such a romantic... Sigh. On friday, Rachel and I had to leave the student center because Stalker showed up but before that I ran into Jordan from my WL class on my floor and then in the SSC. He is very cute. Sat night , six girls went out to Upstream to celebrate one's birthday. The waiter hit on me... I wonder why? Eric called three times... I'm spending a bunch of time in the library. It is so peaceful there. I can't wait for this week although I could do without the Exam on  Tuesday, the Midterm due on Tuesday for Rhetoric and the Psyche paper. I can't believe I'm on midterms already. 
So my mom said about my paper for WL that my teacher will wonder why I'm not an english major... if anyone desires to read it... I can send it. It's about Moliere... </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-20T12:02:13-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Insatiable by Darren Hayes.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/insatiable_by_darren_hayes.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>When moonlight crawls along the street
Chasing away the summer heat
Footsteps outside somewhere below
The world revolves I let it go
We build our church above this street
We practice love between these sheets
The candy sweetness scent of you
It bathes my skin I'm stained by you
And all I have to do is hold you
There's a racing in my heart
I am barely touching you

Turn the lights down low
Take it off
Let me show
My love for you
Insatiable
Turn me on
Never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you
Insatiable

The moonlight plays upon your skin
A kiss that lingers takes me in
I fall asleep inside of you
There are no words
There's only truth
Breathe in Breathe out
There is no sound
We move together up and down
We levitate our bodies soar
Our feet don't even touch the floor
And nobody knows you like I do
The world doesn't understand
But I grow stronger in your hands

Turn the lights down low
Take it off
Let me show
My love for you
Insatiable
Turn me on
Never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you
Insatiable

Turn the lights down low
Take it off
Let me show
My love for you
Insatiable
Turn me on
Never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you
Insatiable

We never sleep we're always holdin' hands
Kissin' for hours talkin' makin' plans
I feel like a better man
Just being in the same room
We never sleep there's just so much to do
Too much to say
Can't close my eyes when I'm with you 
Insatiable the way I'm loving you 

Turn the lights down low
Take it off
Let me show
My love for you
Insatiable
Turn me on
Never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you
Insatiable

Turn the lights down low
Take it off
Let me show
My love for you
Insatiable
Turn me on
Never stop
Wanna taste every drop
My love for you
Insatiable</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[corset]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[tomorrow night]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[glorious]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-02-21T01:02:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Glorious]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/glorious.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday... Glorious yesterday. I could talk about that but I really want to look to the future. Tomorrow. Glorious Tomorrow. Let me write my midterm with grace and patience and above all, skill. Pro-Cras!!! Tonight, I get to meet Dr. Tom Osborne... I'm not sure if I should be excited or aprehensive? I guess it is a big deal here but I need to dress up. I don't like dressing up although I do like looking nice at some times. 
There is an AMAZING guy who has seen me each time I have worn my corset. Each time, he has looked solely at my eyes, although the temptation has been there. I could see it in his eyes, especially last night where the chest was covered but... Out there. It was so comfortable to wear the corset... My back did not hurt, although, I really don't recommend wearing a corset from 730-2230. Just about fifteen freaking hours. By the time  I got back to my room, I just ripped it off. Last night, we had a study session for our Atmos class. I really like the search for Nerd-vana but I have trouble trying to remember all the different types of clouds. I also don't recomend trying to eat too much while in a corset... During lunch I kept on having to lean over and so Kerv thought that I was worried about spilling on myself. So he grabbed a napkin, and spread it out on my chest. It stayed there but it was just kind of funny being grouped by Kerv in the middle of the cafeteria. Today, my back hurts again. But I did well on my atmos Test. Woot woot. Okay, I planned it out. I can survive the next few days. I can do it If I try. Yes I can. V I C T O R Y. Yes, I am lame. I had my leftovers from Upstream. I am sated and I still have more... Perhaps another meal--soon. I should clean out my fridge and clean my dishes. Later...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[poetry book]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[favorite book]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[your favorite book]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[book reading]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-02-22T01:02:04-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bibliophile]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/bibliophile.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>A friend said a most interesting thing to me today. I walked into her room just to hang and talk. She was working on WL II--The same class I'm in but with a different teacher. We are reading the same piece right now so we were talking about it. Then she pulled up her notes from a different section and I saw it was Requiem by Anna Akhmatova. I asked if she had read it yet and she had and enjoyed it. I said wait one moment. I ran and got my book of her poetry. She is my favorite poet--I'm disappointed that I don't get to study her in class but I get to do other poets. Yay. My copy of the book is bookmarked and dogeared--It is a very well loved book. I shared the story how I encountered her poetry and I shared some of my favorites. But the interesting thing came when I came in carrying a book. Marie said that I always have a book for every situation. I guess I do--Bibliophile. I have a book on the monomythic hero cycle that I pulled out when I helped her with a paper last semester. I have a book called spiritual tattoos that we pored over because both of us have done some sort of modification. I've pulled out other books at others times. I mean I do have a basket full of books because I cannot leave without my arsenal. You never know when you are going to need a book on symbols or poetry. 
What books can you not live without? What book is most beloved? I cannot think of a single book but I have the important ones with me at most times. And I'm sorry--Joseph Campbell's _A Hero With a Thousand Faces_ is a necessary book. For my fun books that I  brought to my dorm room and didn't necessarily have a use for them at that moment, I have a very ecletic collection:
Poems by Anna Akhmatova, trans. Lyn Coffin
Jarhead by Anthony Swofford
Four Plays by Tennessee Williams including Summer and Smoke
Time Enough For Drums by Ann Rinaldi
A book on Freud and Jung
A dictionary of Symbols
Three books by Tim O'Brien
    The things they carried
    If I die in a combat zone
    Going after Cacciato
The Stranger by Albert Camus trans. Matthew Ward
The Handmaid's Tale by Maregaret Atwood
The Motorcycle Diaries by Ernesto Che Guevara
A Hero with a Thousand Faces by Joseph Campbell
Spiritual Tattoo by John Rush
and two bibles, and a prayer book. 
These are my fun books... I am such a nerd. 

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-22T08:02:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You make me feel like dancing]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/you_make_me_feel_like_dancing.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Dancing--A vertical expression of a horizontal desire</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-24T12:02:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Rhet]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/rhet.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm ambivilant about how I feel about rhetoric....</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-24T12:02:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Jedis, ice cream and cigerette paper]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/jedis_ice_cream_and_cigerette_paper.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I had an incredible night but am uncertain how it all plays together. Let me just say this cigerrette paper, Jedis and ice cream. Tomorrow, when I'm bored out of my mind during class, I'll write it. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-25T09:02:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Learning for the sake of learning--Rough Draft]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/learning_for_the_sake_of_learningrough_draft.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> I was going to my next class when a classmate from my Rhetoric class stopped me. She has just spoken with our teacher. Our teacher has been having conferences with us instead of class. Hilda rooted around if I had gone or not and I said mine was yesterday. She asked my grades. I didn’t tell her. She asked for my grades and I said that I didn’t go well on the second essay. She asked if it was a F or a D and I just left that slide. She asked for my grades again. So I said basically what our teacher told me. <br /><i> <br />We turn in rough drafts at different points. We have two in progress right now. My first one needs to be polished but it will get to some universal original insight before too long. My second one was crap. I know it and she knew it as well. She told me that she gave me a C on my one essay—not bad but… I want to do better. </i> <br /> <br />She asked for my grades again. I did not give her the letters because they don’t matter—we get no grades for midterms. She told me her grades and proceeded to ask for my grades again. At this point, I did not want to tell her that my grades were better. So I said that what do grades matter? <br /> <br /><i>She asked me if I was bored in the class and I said a little. So she told me I have to work harder than everyone else in the class because I do know how to write. I must work on myself and not the other people in the class. The writing is a little remedial so I need to transcend it. The object of the course is improvement. So she told me that “You will turn in better rough drafts from now on.” I know better—I need to initially start better off, less rough. </i> <br /> <br />Hilda, with a smile, asked my grades once again. The purpose of the individual conferences was to discuss with the teacher our individual progress. My grades are for me alone. The class is not a competition, instead it is a way of improving the self. As she asked for my grades once more, I stood, wondering why do grades matter? Is it her age that makes grades so important? She is almost three years younger than me. Has she not learned the benefits of education for the sake of learning rather than education as a means of superiority? <br /> <br /><i>I left my conference and walked back to my room, rewriting and changing the essay that I hate so much. The C is a starting point. I must improve it as I have the other drafts to go. It’s just a letter—I knew how I did. She just gave me a grade a letter on a scale that doesn’t really matter. </i> <br /> <br />I looked at my watch and stated that I needed to leave to get to class. She turns away with a flounce, bouncing away. I almost can see her mind working my not answering about my grades as meaning hers were superior. I’ll let her think that… She had not learned that we who learn for learning’s sake learn better. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-25T11:02:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Smiley]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/smiley.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> <img src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0015.gif" alt="Smiley"></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-26T12:02:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[NO day but today!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/no_day_but_today.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>See the tracks going into old Santa Fe.&nbsp; </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-26T01:02:06-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ciggie paper, Jedis and the munchies part 1]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/ciggie_paper_jedis_and_the_munchies_part_1.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> Time to explain the whole… rolling joints with Jedis and then getting the munchies story… On Thursday during work, I was sent to the bookstore to pick up some stuff… I saw Eric and Matt in card services. They ended up stopping by the bookstore as I was checking out. We were talking and Matt said he was getting a haircut. They left and I finished checking out—it was a long complicated process. I decided to walk through the buildings and I run into Matt, David, Eric, Mike and Jordan. Jordan is going to see Tartuffe for his class at the local public university… I shall call it DOS… it’s actually a different Spanish number but to state it would give away where I am… He invites me to go along because for some reason I love Moliere. I had to make a choice—Go with Family or go to play… hmmm one will help a class and one is just fun… I think I’ll go to the play. I get done with work, meet with my SBST group and then finally go to my room. At like 1730, Dinah calls me to go to dinner after her flute lesson… I’m supposed to meet Jordan at 1840. We’re walking to JJ’s and we see Eric and Mike. Dinah has to ask Eric for a car ride to get cigarette paper to clean her flute because the valves are sticking. So we end up walking—David, Mike, Eric, Jordan, Dinah and me. We end up walking all over and almost getting hit by many cars… So much fun. We finally get it and it is about 1820 at this point… We have to run to get to the play. So we are running by the high way to get back to our dorm. We drop Dinah off because she has tonnes of homework. And then the five of us get into eric’s car. I am told that I get to ride bitch. Yay. I’m between Jordan and David. That means nooo room. We have interesting discussions. Oedipal complex, Freudian slips, spoonerisms, the definition of being a virgin—I now know way too much about these guys… how do I say it… private time? These guys remind me of my guy friends from back home… Jordan is like Markey, Mike is like Brian, Eric is like Chris, Nolan=David… Hmmm Scary. David is like Paddington. These relationships is what I really missed about home. We get to the play and the tickets are sold out… we are sad. We are on the waiting list that is seven people long. Jordan’s teacher comes and she has one extra ticket. I take it. Jordan and I sit in two different parts of the theatre. Two minutes before curtain, the rest of the guys come on in. In total the The stage is fascinating. Imagine a four story square room. Each floor has a balcony all around it. It is theatre in the round with a smallish flat with a staircase descending from the second floor. The lights rest on a grate on the fourth floor and the grate is used for one of the scenes. We’re getting to the Jedi part of the story but… not quite. I got two hours of sleep last night and I’ve been napping since eight this evening. Someone put in Rent which we borrowed from a friend because he owed me but I didn’t watch it. Somewhat and in pieces. The image of St. Joseph’s in the end stands out the most. I remember everything. I wasn’t drunk. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-02-28T09:02:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Creation!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/creation.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> I have engaged in a poking war on facebook... Most titilating... Well... I got this message and well, people who know my high school... guess who it was... <img src="http://www.mindsay.com/xinha/plugins/InsertSmiley/smileys/0001.gif" alt="Smiley"> <br /> <br /> Hey babe, I'll never get tired of being poked by you! Haha, how are you? things are fine here on the coast. It's hard to find any motivation for school right now, but it's ok. hope things are good. love, peace, and sex forever <br /> <br />Wow... this kid never talked to me in high school... at least not really. Amazing what a simple poking will do. <br />I have no motivation to study although I must. I'm learning the subjuntive in Latin which is a pain in the ass... but cie la vie. <br /> <br />I've been watching rent and just contemplating life. I need to go back to new mexico. I need to feel that dry heat without refuge. I need to feel the freedom of the camp. Ah... I miss it. <br /> <br />A heart can freeze or it can burn. <br /> <br />The opposite of war isn't peace... It's Creation! <br /> <br />I get to wear a ugly gold t-shirt next year. Yay!!!! Thank you, Scott. I love you for all that you do for me. <br /> <br />Dinah and I were talking about our former FRS leaders. Well, Brittany never talks to me anymore. And Scott almost always does. Brittany always talks with Dinah and according to Dinah, the only time that Scott says hi to her is when she's with me. I just think that is interesting. <br />I was really hyper today. Maybe it is the sunlight. <br /> <br /></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[cowboys and indians]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[wyoming cowboys]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[make babies]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[land lord]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-03-01T12:03:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I WANT TO GO BACK]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/i_want_to_go_back.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was sitting in class, trying to write an essay when suddenly...
<br />I... WANT TO GO BACK... GO BACK TO PHILMONT.
<br />


Silver on the sage
Starlit skies above
Aspen covered hills.
Country that I love.
Philmont, Here's to thee,
Scouting Paradise,
Out in God's country, tonight

Wind in whispering pines,
Eagles soaring high,
Purple mountains rise
Against an azure sky.
Philmont, here's to thee,
Scouting Paradise,
Out in God's country Tonight.  

This land is your land. This land is my land. 
From Baldy Mountain to Rayado Canyon
From Cimarroncito To the rugged Tooth of Time
This land was made for you and me. 


New Mexico Range
It’s hot down in Texas
And I call this my home
If I ain’t happy here
I ain’t happy nowhere.
New Mexico range
When my mind starts to roam. 

It is a way of life in the real West
I know a city girl who’s going to confess
 to be a cowboy’s Angel
And I know what for. 
It’s a way of life in the real West
Where the time is your and the sun sets
And the stars rise up to light
The western skies. 

For food, 
for rainment, 
for life, 
for opportunity,
for friendship and fellowship,
We thank Thee, O Lord.
Amen

Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love

Here are different songs that just remind me of Philmont... What a glorious place. I want to go back!</p>
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  <category><![CDATA[ashes]]></category>
  <category><![CDATA[ash wednesday]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-03-01T08:03:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ash Wednesday]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/ash_wednesday.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I enjoy going to a Catholic university. We see people wearing ashes on their foreheads and it is okay. The menu is changed because it is an abstinace day. Cool things like that. The entire homily today was about doing and not wanting recognition. Rachel got up to my floor and was like look i have ashes. why don't you? This is coming from the girl who rejected catholicism. Why didn't she learn a lesson? I felt conspicuous around her and I didn't feel proud of who I was. That wasn't right. 
Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem, Creatorem caeli et terrae. Et in Iesum Christum, Filium eius unicum, Dominum nostrum, qui conceptus est de Spiritu Sancto, natus ex Maria Virgine, passus sub Pontio Pilato, crucifixus, mortuus, et sepultus, descendit ad infernos, tertia die resurrexit a mortuis, ascendit ad caelos, sedet ad dexteram Dei Patris omnipotentis, inde venturus est iudicare vivos et mortuos. Credo in Spiritum Sanctum, sanctam Ecclesiam catholicam, sanctorum communionem, remissionem peccatorum, carnis resurrectionem, vitam aeternam. Amen.

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-04T01:03:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ken-TUCKY]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/kentucky.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>It's weird... I've been asked twice in less than one week if I was engaged to this one guy... The first time I understand; the second... not so much... 

i was going to write more but i got distracted. I'm leaving in less than eight hours for SBST--Vanceburg, Kentucky. I can't wait!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-13T01:03:41-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Peace came and stayed...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/peace_came_and_stayed.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Live simply so others may simply live. 

I’ve actually been back since Saturday but I haven’t wanted to update. The computer is actually a burden and I want to retain my way of life of the past week for a little bit longer. We lived simply and I found it hard to not have a watch so I hid it in my back pocket. Now I am here and I need a watch and I want to keep it in my back pocket. ‘Tis life. My week was incredible. I met so many amazing people from different schools, different means of life. Different economic situations. I was in a location where the population in the county is mostly unchurched meaning they don’t even go twice a year. The Catholic population… less than one percent. It is a different feeling to not only represent your school, your state but your religion. These people were so poor and yet so rich. In my different affirmation that I received, two messages were common. I am an old soul and I have great love for everyone and everything that allows me to be optimistic. In our group, we had a woman who works at CCSJ and went along so she could drive, a graduate student who graduated from CU in 2000, received his JD in 2003, went to work and is back for an MBA. I want to have different degrees but he just sounds indecisive. He also was a driver. The rest of the group was three sophomores and me—the lone freshman. The coordinator told me he was worried about just having one freshman but I turned out okay. This one girl, I believe will be a life long friend. She’s a senior in NH but we just connected. She stated all through the week that she doesn’t hug and when I left, she hugged me. That says something to me because I’m very similar. We don’t hug unless we are hugged first and that is only with people we trust. 
It was a very interesting week talking with the people. I kept a journal that is so reflective. It is a spiral. Cyclitic. Since getting back, I can write down my different experiences…
I came home and showered. Ah… Saturday… my second shower… my first being the day before. Yeah, my clothes were nasty. So I met up with Emily and we decided to get dressed up and go to dinner (the dining hall was closed until yesterday dinner). We would have walked to the Old market but Geoff decided to join us and he called up a friend who had a car and so we went. The four of us will all be on the same floor next year so I’ll call it bonding time. This other guy and I talked well and surprised Emily a bit. He went to the AFA until he got injured and well, I lived next to it. We have our favorite waiters at the restaurant now. However, what pissed me off (excuse my language) was that our bill was $125 dollars. OMG. I have gone to that restaurant for under $10. My entire bill with a very generous tip was under $20 dollars. Yeah… Geoff also was under the same umbrella of price. The other two were the majority of the bill. Yikes. I met up with Kervin, his sister and Dinah and said “I have just had a very Haole meal.” They laughed and told me I was different than most people. On Sunday, We did laundry, ate in my room for brunch and then did homework. Katie called me so I could contact other people in the group that I’ve been hanging out with so we could have dinner together. Jordan just talked my ear off when I called him up. We are going to have a blast this semester. We ordered Chinese and it was so much better than the last time we ordered Chinese… we used the place that I like. They agreed that it was a better place. We went to mass which was fantastic. I missed it so much. After all, in one week, I went to three different churches for mass and a Baptist church for a service. 
I don’t want to carry around a cell phone. I don’t want to use technology. I’ll shower because Boy did I miss that. However, I am refreshed for the rest of the semester. I want to go home for Easter though. Over the week, certain things were affirmed for me about what I want to do with life. "if you want to know if a man is a match for you, just look at his hands. If his hands look like they could carry a baby with ease, than he is for you." 
I will go where you lead if you but call my name. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-13T07:03:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Mid-terms and Boys!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/midterms_and_boys.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Two things about the day... Midterms and boys! Yep. This is my life. Pitiful. So we got our midterms returned today. I love my latin teacher. He is so nice and really does care about us. I love the teacher but latin doesn't love me. I knew I didn't do well on it but our teacher is going to let us make up points. I felt so ashamed that I did so poorly. After class, as I was trying to leave so I could compose myself, he stopped me and asked me if i was going to be okay with everything. He said that I am really good at  translation but he knows that I struggle with identifying the forms and that is what the mid term was (basically). 
Next mid term was English... I thought I failed that one. I never would have turned the paper in to my high school teacher. It was crap. It was crap. I got a 94. Yeah... I don't understand... maybe IB therefore IBS. 
I just checked my pschology grade. I thought I did horribly on the first test which was in early february. so I didn't check it. I checked both of them and I got an A on the first one and a B on the first one... Hmmm. I guess I need to do really well on this paper. WOOW!!!! 
Then at work study, Adam was flirting with me. Hot stuff. I was typing and listening to his conversation with a couple teachers. He kept on leaning over and adding a q. He looked so Impish. sigh... smile. I also need to get ready to go to a group project. Yay. not really. It is going to suck... no one really wants to do anything. 
I can't wait until tomorrow... it is a beautiful day. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-14T01:03:15-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Sweetness]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/sweetness.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I was hanging out with the boys tonight after meeting with my group for the stupid group project. There were three of us in the room and One of the guys started playing music. 98 degrees, Kelly Clarkson, the Killers, um what else... The song that he said he wanted his love to be like "I'm crazy for this girl"  haha. He also started to play another song that "I know you'll like this one." He played Pachabel's Canon in D. I've always said I'll walk down the aisle to that song. He remembered. and I only said that in passing. He's sweet like that. Eric came back today from Hawaii. So he was really tired. He brought me a gift. I didn't know how to accept it. He didn't need to but I appreciate the gesture. I think he's really interested in me. but I'm not in him. He knows the boundries between us because I'm very open in what I do and do not want to do in life. I love these guys like brothers. We ended up going to TaW. Yumm, Yumm. We ran into Greg. And he just touched my arm. Nice but not quite electric. (Am I getting over Scott?) We smushed into the car and it was funny. We were on the 10 o’clock news. Haha. But they were talking about so much shit. They completely treat me like one of the guys. I love that. Well… I need to shower and go to bed.  </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-15T01:03:08-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What do you think?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/what_do_you_think.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>So I've had a couple guys develop crushes on me this year. I just discovered on in a little bit of an awkward way.. but it kind of makes me feel good. I just don't know how i should proceed. I mean I adore this guy. He's a good friend of mine and I never should have found out about this. He was talking in my room to a friend who's room is right across from mine... We can almost see into each others' rooms. Well... Eric asked David ( the one who I could hear on the phone) if he wanted to join him on an adventure to Blockbusters. Well David tried whispering but I clearly heard it "Ask Tasha." Eric just clushed. Quite funny. I really enjoyed talking with him. He's been inviting me to a bunch of different stuff. It's been fun. 
Another guy was Mike who I went on one and a half dates with. Yes, Paddington, I have gone on some dates here. Has anything ever come of it? no. I've sort of been waiting. I like what I'm allowed to do. I guess I have sort of gone on dates with Eric... If you consider the defination of just two people doing something together. Like going to blockbusters late at night. Before we did that we talked for over an hour in the laundry room. 
Now I have questions about another guy... He remembers the song you stated once that you wanted to walk down the aisle to. He also plays "I'm crazy for this girl" and says that's how he wants his love to be. You are the only girl in there. What are you to think?
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-15T10:03:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[burn baby burn. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/burn_baby_burn.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tasha badly burned her hand... Tasha hasn't told anyone in her family. at least, it is her left hand instead of her right. It was soup. Since it was in the student center, an incident report had to be filed. So I've had the health aide come to my room (same guy as last time), the RD on duty, my ra. it's been hopping. My hand throbs... and I just want to sleep. So I'll shower, have someone re wrap it and go to bed. At least I know enough of first aid that the first thing I did was run and get cool water on it. We did everything right. and I only started crying from the pain when i was washing it with soap and alone in my room. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-16T09:03:36-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Names! ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/names.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>1. Joaquin Daniel / Guenivere Marie
2. Curtis Matthew / Joan Michele
3. Alexei Mikhail / Beatrice Elena
4. Gabrial Scott / Jehenne Meghan
5. Adam Bryan / Victoria Diane 
6. Diego Frankincense / AnneMarie Renee

Good names? I think so. I really really really like Joaquin Daniel, Gabrial Scott and Adam Bryan... hmmm... 
Shakespeare dude flirted with me today... again. YaY! We talked for almost an hour, just us two. Then he had to go to his Shakespeare class. We covered all subjects. It is a bad thing to catch oneself almost "awwww"ing over someone's behavior when they are right there. That usually only happens at movies. He was talking about taking care of his nephew. AWWWWW. We also talked about shakespeare and allusions. Cribbage. lets see... what else. He even stated that "You are appear to be quite intelligent." and well read. Until next week... I'll definately see him on tuesday and thursday. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-17T01:03:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[What love is... Be all my sins remembered...]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/what_love_is_be_all_my_sins_remembered.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>To be, or not to be--that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep--
No more--and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep--
To sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprise of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia! -- Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-18T02:03:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341775</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Gabe, Latin, St. Patrick's day... What do they have in common? So much fun. Gabe was very talkative in class today. He also had a great shirt that he changed into as soon as class was over. "Kiss me I'm Shitfaced." Guess what? He was. I knew it from his smile. His talkitiveness. He got started at six this morning. Wow. It was just fun, because he had to have wanted to talked to me anyways to do so when drunk, right? Well... We had a quiz today as well... Then I was going to my next class in which I had my computer. So I checked my email... I had one from my Latin Prof. 
Hi Tasha.  Just a quick personal follow-up.  I know you've been having trouble with Latin of late, and with the forms in particular.  But I hope you won't be scared off from LAT 201.  You are very sharp, and, given your philosophical strengths and interests, you would benefit from it tremendously down the road.  Moreover, the teacher, , is a good one, and you will do well reading connected passages, given your good feel for literary and philosophical contexts.

That made me feel good. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-18T03:03:17-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Seek and Ye shall find.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/seek_and_ye_shall_find.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p><table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"><b>You Are a Seeker Soul</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><center><img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/seeker-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><font color="#000000">
You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges.
You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions.
Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist.
Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!).

Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others.
And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you.
You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically.
Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas.

Souls you are most compatible with: Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul</font></td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/">What Kind of Soul Are You?</a></div></p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-18T04:03:24-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[The love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/the_love_song_of_j_alfred_prufrock.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>     And would it have been worth it, after all, 
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets, 
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor— 
And this, and so much more?— 
It is impossible to say just what I mean! 
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while 
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl, 
And turning toward the window, should say:   
     “That is not it at all,   
      That is not what I meant, at all.”

     No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; 
Am an attendant lord, one that will do 
To swell a progress, start a scene or two, 
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, 
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous; 
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; 
     At times, indeed, almost ridiculous— 
     Almost, at times, the Fool.
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-19T12:03:39-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Too much to ask?]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/too_much_to_ask.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Is it too much to ask for conversation? Is it too much to ask for a guy who isn’t afraid of ideas? Is it too much to ask for a guy who knows the difference between being protective and overbearing? 
I don’t care about teasing. In fact, I like it. I don’t care about looks. I fall in love with my mind not my heart. My heart supplements the attraction. I am not at all attracted to any of my guy friends. They each have their flaws that don’t detract from my enjoying of their company (most of the time) but let me realize that they are not my match. 
We went to “A movie that makes you go ummmmm” last night. The movie happened to be Memoirs of a Geisha. When we arrived at their rooms to drag them to the movie, four proceeded to skip and go to V is for Vendetta (again). When we got to the movie, Mike made fun of us for getting there fifteen minutes early and we ended up sitting in the back. It was because we needed seven seats and we were saving two for people arriving later. One guy proceeded to set up his laptop with headphones and play a game. (Gee, you could have done that in your room). Another guy fell asleep in the end… for the third guy, we had to explain everything that was happening. He had no idea of the culture. This boy is so anti-sex that it’s just stubbornness. He’s a horny bastard as well. He does not understand that sex is not the same as sensuality nor love. His quote about the movie once it was done…“I didn’t think a movie about (that subject) could be that great of a movie.” Okay, it shows a little open mindedness but still. 
I can’t tell you how much I would have rathered play poker last night. There are guys who are focused and dedicated to their area of study (unlike me who is everywhere) but they can also talk beyond that without being narrow-minded (with the exception of david). We may not agree on everything but there can be a debate. It is not just our world. 
Yes, I was scared by the kid who was stalking me. However, I am intelligent enough that I could take care of myself and not do anything stupid. PLEASE Stop talking about the situation. Please. I don’t care what happens anymore as long as I don’t have to deal with it.  Don’t say that because he is “arab” (the generic term) that his parents are terrorists and a secret sect of al-Qaeda. That just shows you are a hypocrite. You complain about his ways of thinking because they aren’t main-stream. You are just in the mainstream but you do the exact same things. Did he freak me out because he wasn’t white? No. Did he freak me out with his astrology pov? No. He freaked me out because he was messaging me and finding things about me. Would I have been caught dead with him? No. 
I have a matter of trust for each of these guys. I realize that each time I get in a car with 1 or more of them, I am taking my life into my own hands. Not only through driving but the fact that I am the solitary girl in the car of four big guys. That might be a situation in which I have less control. However… It should be fine because I trust the guys. It just makes me miss the guys back home. I might just be a tagalong with them but I still really respect them. I want to know how they are doing, what they are doing, etc. These guys here don’t understand that I am anti-war that I am for action for change but I still respect the military. Considering how many guys I have known that are or have been in danger spots because they joined the military, I can speak. They don’t understand that line. Do you understand what I mean? They have their token one guy from each town who joined up. Even though, I have a different viewpoint on the conflict than say Bryan, I still respect him and we can talk about it (at least last time I saw him, we did). 
Is it too much to ask for? 
Yes, I am “weird as fuck” but I hope others can be like Kit and say that they like me. Maybe I’m just being Idealistic because absence makes the flaws disappear. 

Yes I am being self-centered but it's my blog. The place that I can present almost a different side of me. My prayers may not be written out for others to see but they are there. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-21T10:03:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Song of Becoming]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/song_of_becoming.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Song of Becoming

They’re only boys
who used to frolic and play
releasing in the western wind
their blue red green kites 
the colour of the rainbow
jumping, whistling, exchanging spontaneous jokes 
and laughter 
fencing with branches, assuming the roles
of great heroes in history.

They’ve grown suddenly now
grown more than the years of a lifetime
grown, merged with a secret word of love
carried its letters like a Bible, or a Quran
read in whispers

They’ve grown more than the years of a lifetime
become the trees plunging deep into the earth
and soaring high towards the sun
They’re now the voice that rejects
they’re the dialectics of destruction and building anew
the anger burning on the fringes of a blocked horizon
invading classrooms, streets, city quarters
centering on the squares 
and facing sullen tanks with a stream of stones.

With plain rejection they now shake the gallows of the dawn
assailing the night and its deluge
They’ve grown, grown more than the years of a lifetime
become the worshipped and the worshipper
When their town limbs merged with the stuff of our earth, 
they became a legend
They grew, and became the bridge
they grew, grew and became 
larger than all poetry. 

Fadwa Tuqan

As we read and discussed this in class yesterday, I was too choked up to really contribute anything. This poem says so much that I feel connected. It isn’t about boys in a concentration camp as hand-written in my book. It isn’t about soldiers reclaiming the land as Maggie said. It isn’t a love song as Jordan said. This is a song of mourning. It is support of soldiers. Of boys who play at war when a child and then become men as they fight to live. For example, Bryan isn’t 20, almost 21. He’s centuries older now. Did anyone else see that? He’s grown so suddenly. The line, “carried its letters like a Bible, or a Quran”, reminds me of “The things they carried” by Tim O’Brien. They carry with them hope and love. They find God in this place of disaster. They are renewed in their images of love. In the end, they die and become the heroes they once played at being. It is sad. It is mournful of who these boys could have been. I must believe that something in the soul changes as a person is exposed to this world of war. Didn’t Shosh change as well? The people surrounding me didn’t understand. Even though I stand on the side of pacifism, I grew up next to five military bases. I respect the military mentality, the military culture. I think that understanding is lost here.  And that is why I had a different opinion of the poem than the two who were born and raised in the big O! So now, I sing the song of becoming for Bryan. Who he was, who he will be, who he is. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-24T12:03:35-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341782</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>There she goes... THere she goes again... My computer is wonderful... I started writing something. A poem that I was re-arranging the form on. And I was also working on a paper for a profile for a class. The profile I saved. The poem I did not. The computer crashed. It blue screened. I feel a little sadness at what happened but not too much. Mea Culpa. Mea Culpa... 
I didn't wear a bandage on my hand yesterday. I got amazing comments such as "What the fuck happened to your hand?" or "you need a better story." (I like my story... who else could get burned by soup in the student center (the actual liquid) and end up with a scar that looks like a giant hickey?) 
I adore, adore, absolutely adore Adam. He</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-28T11:03:19-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Fruit]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Three of my freinds from home have come to visit me... They were here from thursday night to Sunday morning. I didn't really want to say goodbye to them. It was hard. I haven't really wanted to write anything. I could barely write that. Yesterday Jackie came to see me. I saw the Crowns on Sunday morning. I'm really looking to life. I'm hanging with these guys who are singing. 
I enjoyed English class today. 
What else?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-29T12:03:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[My voice]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I enjoyed English class. I’m not sure why. She and I talked before class and then she turned back an essay. On one part… she wrote “this is where you put your voice in.” that is why I am in the class so I can find my voice. I’ve told her that. “The different registers of how I write dictate my style.  My guess is I try to be witty, but some part of me is held back.  I can write like Hemingway.  I can write like Kafka.  I know I can imitate those styles, but I do not know if I can write like me.  Someday, I will discover and hone my style.” How do I put my voice in?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-03-31T01:03:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[][, Shakespeare and Reunion. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/_shakespeare_and_reunion.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>We had a FLP reunion. We haven't even left the floor yet. Can you tell how excited I was? Well, the members from years past were there. No one said hi to me. Not even my flp   father. I had a blast. My evening has just been crap. Funny, becket's krapp... I can't wait until I can go home and take a bath. I don't want to shower. I just don't. I want to feel completely clean. I tried changing my eyebrow ring and it was a mess, it took forty-five minutes. Ouch. I didn't really get it in. I put it in upside down and it isn't even the ring i wanted in. ERGh. 
My afternoon was fantastic. Today, in ATMOS, we discussed Severe thunderstorms and ][. Well, we had a tornado!! Two even. Wow. it was so much fun watching them happen and hearing the news. As soon as I heard the tornado bell, I ran to a computer to check the weather maps. I saw it coming, although Mikey said it would hit IA instead of Us. 
Before that, I spent an hour talking with Shakespeare dude. He told me the meaning behind his tattoo. He's really a great guy. I'm glad I've been able to talk with him. He has a different view of everything. Katie and Dinah want to meet him because I've been talking about him so much but... I think he'd and I actually have to have a relationship before that happened. I think he has as much fun talkimg to me as i do him. It was just fun.  I registered and I didn't get one of the classes I really needed. Oh well. Maybe that is a sign that I shouldn't be an english major. 
  I like my work study!</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <category><![CDATA[lost cell phone]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-04-02T01:04:25-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cell phone lost]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/cell_phone_lost.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I lost my cell phone and school id--the card that gets me into buildings, gets me meals, gets me laundry. I lost my cell phone my way of contacting all my friends. it has resource numbers and so on. I am so stressed and frustrated. At first, the guys just thought I was joking but then something I did made them realize I wasn't. It was storming last night and the theatre would have closed soon so we didn't go out to find it, although I did call twice. I was just stressed that I"m not sure that it made it there. I want to go and check if they have it. I can't because I don't have a car and most of the people i know with cars are sleeping. I can't call anyone to give me a ride because... I don't have a cell phone. My phone card isn't working either. I'm just so stressed. I'm wondering if it fell out of my pocket getting into the car last night but I couldn't find it then... Maybe because I was stressed. I don't have my watch because I lost it when I burned my hand so I am completely without time right now and it is really really really stressing me out. the time change didn't help either. 
I could have killed some of the guys last night. I just wanted them out of my room so I could problem solve. maybe have one friend with a cell phone that I could call the theatre. But this one guy was just being a dumbass. I don't know why he bothered me so much but he had just bothered me the entire night. I'm comfortable with most of the guys we hang out with... He just is as dumb as a rock and pretends to know a bunch. This other guy was being real nice but, it's awkward around him. So finally, I started to break into tears and I had my back against them and dinah ended up mothering me. Usually when people try to hug me, I slap them so it was a different behavior for me. I went to bed shortly after that--like at 130 almost two before the time changed. Yeah, I'm stressed.
They weren't reading my body signals--my nonverbals very well. I'm an expressive person. I admit it. My arms are tightly crossed, I can't sit still. I'm agitated. What would that suggest to you?  ERGH. I WANT MY PHONE. I WANT MY ID because without it I can't go to the library. I am so out of control right now. I hate it. </p>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-03T12:04:00-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Thank you Tony. ]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/thank_you_tony.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>hmmm. I found my phone. weird story. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-03T01:04:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ Mother]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/_mother.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p> Excerpt from, "Mother" by Ted Kooser <br /> <br /><i>You have been gone a month today <br />&nbsp;and have missed three rains and one nightlong <br />&nbsp;watch for tornadoes. I sat in the cellar <br />&nbsp;from six to eight while fat spring clouds <br />&nbsp;went somersaulting, rumbling east. Then it poured, <br />&nbsp;a storm that walked on legs of lightning, <br />dragging its shaggy belly over the fields. </i> <br /> <br />I like this weather analogy of this poem. It's such a different way of looking at weather--especially in light of the two tornados that I lived through on thursday--My first! There is something hopeful about this poem, nostalgic. The perception of time is not by days but more abstract. It is concrete but shows eternity. The images are so nimble and then smack in the middle--fat. disrupting, just as death can be. We smashed the topics that we needed to talk about and so I'll continue analyzing poetry. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-03T01:04:10-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Tattoo]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/tattoo.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Tattoo by Ted Kooser--Poet Laureate of the United States

What once was meant to be a statement—
a dripping dagger held in the fist
of a shuddering heart—is not just a bruise
on a bony old shoulder, the sport
where vanity once punched him hard
and the ache lingered on. He looks like
someone you had to reckon with,
strong as a stallion, fast and ornery,
but on this chilly morning, as he walks
between the tables at a yard sale
with the sleeves of his tight black T-shirt
rolled up to show us who he was,
he is only another old man, picking up
broken tools and putting them back,
his heart gone soft and blue with stories.

What do we really think once our tattoo has aged with us? Is it really a symbol that will stand with us forever?</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-05T12:04:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Goodnight sweet prince let the choirs of angels sing thee sweetly to thy sleep. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-07T12:04:58-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[ESP!]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/esp.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday, I did a really really geeky thing. I played trivial pursuit book lovers edition against four english professors, three librarians and quite a few other people. I am also joining a FRAT! an honest to goodness greek frat (okay, there's latin there as well...) I am so happy. I should also talk about the speaker I went to and Adam... I could easily fall in love with this guy...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-09T02:04:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[You're always happy]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/youre_always_happy.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm dreaming of this guy. languishing around, not quite doing my work (I'm trying to get ahead(two papers due on wednesday). I want to see him before I go home for easter. Whah... That is really sad of me. Bag check hun said to me on friday night that "you are always happy!" That makes me feel good... I'm still procrastinating my paper... ergh... I should actually work on it. Okay... I can do this... </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-09T07:04:22-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Writing]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341796</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>
<center><font face="arial"><img src="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/christian.gif"><br><a href="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/ewan.htm">Take The Ewan McGregor Test!</a></font></center>

It's funny how beautiful people are when they're walking out the door. 

The curves of your lips rewrite history.

Man is least himself when he talks in his own person... Give him a mask and he'll tell you the truth. 

If writings did not exist, what terrible depressions we should suffer.

I need writing. Don't ask why. Just take out your pen and write on my arm. 

Well, the quill is like that instrument of pleasure whose purpose is never in doubt but whose surprising efficiency one always, always forgets. 

Some things belong on paper, others in life. It's a blessed fool who can't tell the difference. 

I didn't create this world of ours. I merely recorded it. 

In order to know virtue, we must acquaint ourselves with vice. Only then can we know the true measure of a man. 

--I write of the great, eternal truths that bind together all mankind. The whole world over, we eat, we shit, we fuck, we kill and we die.
--But we also fall in love, we build cities, we compose symphonies, and we endure. Why not put that in your books as well?


Those are quotes from three movies... hmmm... can you guess which? I'll give you a clue... two are ewan mcgregor movies. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-10T09:04:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[10 April 2006]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/10_april_2006.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Song of the moment: I don’t want to miss a thing by Aerosmith
Emotion of the moment: Stressed, apprehensive.
Thought: How busy I am and how much I wish I could develop my flirtation with Shakespeare dude into something more. 

So everyone knows that I can tell how I am feeling by what type of music I am listening to… okay so maybe not everyone—just the people who see me rocking out daily. I am stressed and unprepared for today’s classes as I struggle to be prepared for Wednesday classes. I feel sad and sort of anxious that I won’t be able to see Shakespeare Dude this week. At least I got to talk with Jordan… 

Okay… So I’m skipping out on work study a little early. I have four hours to work on my paper… I can do this. I can do this. Yeah, it’s hot. It’s a beautiful day and I did end up seeing Adam. Yay! He has a web site due, along with everyone else that they are finishing up. I didn’t get to talk to him too much as I was too busy doing work for everyone else. ERGH. Like I had my picture taken for the work study wall. It’s a cute picture, if I do say so myself. I almost wish I could still be down there talking with him. He’s wearing a green shirt that really compliments his coloring. He’s so cute. I’ll send him a message saying that he looked nice as did his website.  I probably won’t see him again this week. 


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  <dc:date>2006-04-17T10:04:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Cheers!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>My friend and I drink, especially during Dead Week and Finals Week. It is a tradition that we started last semester. Consider this Monday night a practice run. We both are sitting with one bottle of our choice, curled up in our favorite spot, sipping the evening away. During the actual two weeks of heavy drinking, we will spend hours dedicated to our task of studying and drinking. Our poison of choice? Water. 
	We drink so much that our studying is punctuated by trips to the bathroom; our bodies give us a study break signal. On our days of studying, we will go to the library, study for about an hour, go get more liquids and then continue studying. We have our favorite spot in the library. Anyone who is desirous of finding me or Dinah in the library know where to look first—the same spot where there is natural light, artificial light, an electrical outlet, a table, a couch and a chair. The location also has the restrooms in close proximity—a perfect spot for long afternoons of studying. 
	Another tradition is the way that we state to the other that we are leaving to use the bathroom facilities. “I’ll be right back.” Followed by the other person saying, “yeah, whatever.” Things like drinking in the library, having our favorite spot, and codes and lingo actually make studying enjoyable. Studying in this manner helps us and gives us the focus needed to actually learn. So I’ll tip my bottle of Gatorade (my poison right now) and say, “Salud!” as I return to my studying. 

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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-25T04:04:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Geometric Shapes]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>So... I've been having a life. I'm sick of high school ish triangles... In all actuallity, I'm in a Pentagon with Kervin. which is three triangles. Jordan likes Kit, he asked her out. Eric likes Kit. That is triangle one. If Jordan was gay or bisexual, he would be Kervin's. Triangle 2. Eric also likes me but knows "it would never work out"  So... Those are our triangles. Yikes... Oh yeah... Brnicky thinks I'm his intellectual equal and is thinking about breaking up with his girlfriend. 
I'm just tired of it all... </p>
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  <dc:date>2006-04-27T03:04:29-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Happy Birthday Bryan]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I knew today would be hard for me, but when I realized that I was sitting here working on a paper late on the 26th, that you were already up and about on the 27, I burst into tears. I saw a picture of a flag covered coffin and cried. I want to put all of my hopes and prayers out for you. I want you to be safe. I want to know how you are doing. I can't converse with anyone about you really because... they don't know you. 
Last night was the hardest. I'm just celebrating Bryan's birthday in my own way. 
A friend gave me a song to help. 

Letters from War
Mark Schultz

She walked to the mailbox 
On that bright summer's day 
Found a letter from her son 
In a war, far away 
He spoke of the weather 
And good friends that he'd made 
Said, "I'd been thinking 'bout Dad 
And the life that he had 
That's why I'm here today"
Then at the end he said 
"You are what I'm fighting for"
It was the first of his letters from war 

[chorus] 
She started writing 
You're good and you're brave 
What a father that you'll be someday 
Make it home, make it safe 
She wrote every night as she prayed 

And late in December 
A day she'll not forget 
Oh, her tears stained the paper 
With every word that she read 
It said, "I was up on a hill 
I was out there alone 
When the shots all rang out 
And bombs were exploding 
And that's when I saw him 
He came back for me 
And Though he was captured 
A man set me free 
And That man was your son 
He asked me to write to you 
I told him I would, oh I swore"
It was the last of the letters from war 
And she prayed he was living 
Kept on believing and wrote every night just to say 

You are good and you're brave 
What a father that you'll be someday 
Make it home, make it safe 
Still, she kept writing each day 

Then two years later 
Autumn leaves all around 
A car pulled in the driveway 
And she fell to the ground 
And out stepped a captain 
Where her boy used to stand 
He said, "Mom, I'm following orders 
From all of your letters
And I've come home again"
He ran in to hold her, 
Dropped all his bags on the floor 
Holding all of her letters from war 
Bring him home 
Bring him home 
Bring him home

I'm just listening to many songs that remind me of him. I guess the most startling thing is that I realized I still love him. I went to St. John's last night and sat at Mary's foot and cried. It was a time of comunication. 

Bryan, you are more of a man than so many boys I know. On your twenty-first birthday, a day that boys go gambling or drinking, I don't know what the hell you are doing, but you are not doing the typical stuff. 

Pray for Bryan and others today, please... pray to whoever you wish. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-28T12:04:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Bryan Song list]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/bryan_song_list.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Letters From War
Even Angels Fall
Iris
Blvd. of Broken Dreams
A Thousand Miles
Truly Madly Deeply
Who wants to live forever?
Your Song
Dream On
Are We the Waiting
Wishing you were somehow here again
Transatlanticism
Sound of Settling
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-04-28T01:04:01-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Eh Bryan. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Ah... Today!!! So Yeah... Yesterday the 26th, I was sitting in the student center studying because... well that's what I do. I was working on a paper that somehow ended up being about Bryan. All of the sudden i started to cry. I realized that as i was working on a paper, Bryan was probably up, on his birthday, doing whatever the shit he does. Rachel took me to St. John's. I warned people that today would be hard for me. It is... I thought that as long as I was next to fluffy, it would be okay. I would know if anything happened to bryan. Oh, Please God, tell me if he dies or something happens to him. Oh Please, tell me when he is able to visit home. So Dinah, Kerv and I got chocolate drunk. Woot Woot. I've been listening to some very interesting music. I dressed up today, just to show that I care. "tasha, you look so sophisticated." Oh you look nice." Thanks. I also had to wear my glasses because my contact ripped last night. My eye just got really dry all of the sudden and by the time I walked from my bed to the mirror it had popped out. i looked at it and went "Oh shit where is the other half" I couldn't see it in my eye and it hurt. I wore glasses. Yay... not really . I could only see about twenty feet before it got really blurry. The second piece came out at about ten this morning... I got Bakalava...um Yummy. I spoke with Shakespeare dude... for a while... with other people. I'm really quite okay. Freaky Cell phone thing with Dinah... I'm tired now and I"m going to sign off. good night. I love you all. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-05-01T01:05:20-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Ear-gasms, eye sex and tripping down the alter.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm talking with Eric right now and it is going interestingly... Laterz... like after my latin final. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-05-04T12:05:34-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Finals, Letters and books]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/finals_letters_and_books.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Eric ended up leaving my room at oh... 130 at which I promptly fell asleep. I awoke this morning with a congested nose. I should have realized that I had the signs of a migraine... But I didn't. I finished up my Latin Final and turned it in to Bakewell at 930. I guess I was the first person to turn it in. I had a nice conversation with my professor. He gave me a book that he thought I would enjoy reading. Like twenty minutes later, my cell phone went off and it was my professor asking if I thought it would be cool to have the class over at his house for a party. Oh yeah. I ended up with a killer migraine that put me out for about five hours... great for studying. I also found out that Scott took Latin in high school and that he "misses it". Oh, sweetness. I got several letters, one from myself at 24 hours and one from FLP... I'm not going to be a mentor... oh well. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-05-04T01:05:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[HE's HOME!]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Um... Paddington forgot to tell me something. I thought he made a promise to keep me appraised of everything that happens with Bryan. Hmmm? He's home... I get to see him on Saturday. I am so excited and I can't wait. OMG! He's home and I'm going to see him. My mom told me because all of my brothers have been too busy to tell me. I want to talk with him... just him and me... but even though Kervin told me to pop my bubble and leave my inhibitions at the door, I don't think I'll be able to. Everyone is excited for me because I am so excited. Even if I'm not invited to go, I'm going. I'll even wear a skirt and be flirty... Woot Woot. OMG I can't wait... I was a little apprehensive to go home but seeing Bryan will make up for it. AND HE's probably getting out. OMG... Last minute stuff to do tomorrow. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
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  <category><![CDATA[wireless is good]]></category>
  <dc:date>2006-06-14T01:06:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[wireless=good. ]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm at the public library in the "Springs" and on my own laptop with wireless. Oh, I miss it soo much. I'm working on a paper or at least I should. I'm having trouble with it because the class I'm taking, I've read 10 of the 12 pieces of literature. My first paper I have an idea of what I want to write but my trouble is with the thesis. Good ole Gilgamesh. I put up flags this morning. I got up at five and returned home before seven. I crashed until an hour ago... That can't be good. I had lunch with Patrick yesterday... Fun. I'm reading a bunch of books. I love the library. It's home. Maybe I need to get into library science. Who knows. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-08-17T01:08:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[MessaBack.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/messaback.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm back... It's interesting. D's grandmother died. I feel so bad about it. I'm talking a bunch about Scott because of what I'm at school doing. I'm meeting my WLI prof for the first time this morning... I saw Dr. B. when walking back from lunch. he waved to me through a window... made me feel special. Boys are interesting and complicated. I don't want one right now... let's see what else... Night.</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-08-18T09:08:33-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[A clean white shirt on a Saturday Night.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/a_clean_white_shirt_on_a_saturday_night.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Maybe it was the fact that Jordan called me a prude. Maybe it was the fact that the guy I wanted last year didn't even say hi to me... or pushed me out of the way to hug the girl I was talking to. Maybe it was a combination of all those aspects. Maybe it was me realizing that I was deluding myself. Why did I want to be a WWL? Scott. Why did I want to join Cortina? Scott. I guess I wanted the approval--the approval of this older guy who I admired and thought was the bee's knees. I thought I saw what was wrong with him but I was wrong. I feel hurt. I feel betrayed. Maybe by him but mostly by myself. Was my frosh year a lie? No. I discovered my love of Allister. and he had nothing to do with it. I rediscovered my desire to help people. This summer I considered joining Americorps or even the Peace Corps all after my experience in Vanceburg, that he had nothing to do with. I have changed. I have begun the slight mutations of self that lead to self discovery. Yesterday morning, I was standing by the fountain and it came to me. This summer, I was trying to discover what love meant to me. Especially after seeing Bryan. but it took me coming back to school to discover it. I don't want a relationship. I've said it before but something in me always said when I made that declaration, "The Lady doth protest to much." I want to date. I want that experience. I don't know where it will lead and I don't care. I WANT TO DATE. I don't care who with. It's a process that allows us to discover who we are... and what we want. So I thought what Love is and this is what light blub'ed me yesterday. Love, for me, for right now, is "a clean white shirt on a Saturday night." It's a guy making an effort even if it is just a clean shirt to take me on a date. The line comes from a cowboy song that I don't remember the title of but that's what it is. Here I am. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-08-19T09:08:56-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[no subject]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/?entry=341813</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>Today was glorious moving in all the freshman... i'm really sore and i don't think my group likes me. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-08-21T02:08:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[YeY Freshman.]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I'm tired and should go to bed but as an example of how tired i am, I walked into my room. There was a boy there. I still got into the shower. I had to play cards until midnight and so i'm exhausted. Yawn. I had fun today actually getting to know my new students. This has been a great experience. Dinah comes in tomorrow... Kervin is wonderful I've been visiting him most of the day. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-08-25T04:08:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[clear plastic]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>I’m in two minds about my eyebrow piercing. I love it and I hate it.
Right before I left for school, I told my parents that once welcome week is over, I’d go to the health center and make sure there was no infection and take it out. I don’t want to any more. It’s a pain in the butt, but it is a part of who I am.  I love talking with people on the elevator about piercing experiences. Mine didn’t hurt. I can’t wear metal jewelry in it (I might try like titanium) and I have another weird hole I have to be careful about but my eyebrow ring is a part of me. 
It is a bunch of work—cleaning, dealing with infection. I have to be careful about the rings I put in. I don’t know. 
Some people here only know me having the eyebrow ring. I’ve asserted myself beyond the stereotypes associated with this image of a person having an eyebrow ring.  I like knowing it is there even though it is clear plastic. 
I’m torn. 
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-08-28T11:08:48-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[I've never shared clothes before.]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/ive_never_shared_clothes_before.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>I love my roomie. She's finally feeling better after being in the hospital for all of Sat. 12+ hours. So we talked about Bryan and we discovered we wear the same size so we shared clothes. She called my clothes skanky. I have never been called skanky in my life. I've been called a prude many times before. So she's wearing my clothes tomorrow. And I think she would be perfect for my brother...
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-09-06T01:09:44-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Incredible ups and downs]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Let's see. How do I describe my first weeks at school? Catalytic. Intense.

First weekend of school. My roommate complains from great pain. We take her to the hospital. I spend over four hours there. I pick up her mom from the airport. 
Second weekend of school. Labor Day Weekend. I go to a soccer game on friday. On Sat. I go on a retreat with my floor. Awesome. Incredible. SMP and BL and I were singing philmont songs and others joined in for the disney songs. We sang around a campfire. Monday, Monday. Oh Monday Monday. (wow that word looks weird). My roomie started cleaning at 7 AM. She was crying BEHIND our room's door a couple hours later. She reveals she has a psychological disorder. I'm worried. Our floor was making fun of her behavior at the retreat. I go to my RAs. They were worried as well. I go to psychological services today. I make an appointment for Wednesday. I think she's been off her meds for at least 10 days now. I'm worried. She's bragging about it to others. I go to class. I have two classes both are with my roomie. She's not there. I IM a friend to ask her if she's in our room. She's not. I'm still worried. It turns out that she's talking to our RD. She's in our second class but she ends up having a melt-down in the middle of class--crying, screaming, tearing things, laughing. These two guys, one the one she likes, the other from our floor ask if she is okay. I say to the crush. (he framed his question as "is it anything we did?") no it's something internal but I can't tell you exactly what. He and the other guy end up talking to her and she wants to sit on the grass. I leave them there and get help. I ask her if she wants to go to the counseling office. she says no. the man i talked to in the office asks her and she says no. the RD of a different hall comes up and asks her if she wants to go. She says I'll talk to you later. RD presents two choices. Go with her or Go with Public Safety. She chooses go with her as guy from floor said that "I know you want to stay here and chill with us but that isn't on the table right now." The guys know that something really is the matter and are guessing the source (a disorder). We spend the next 2.5 hours in a room just talking and hanging as these professonials talk to her. She's going home. She'll probably be hospitalized. Her clothes are gone from our room but her pictures remain, her laundry remains, her computer remains, her cell-phone charger remains. I don't know how to feel. I know I did the right thing. I know she'll hate what's going to happen to her but it's for the best. 
It happened very quickly. All my knowledge about my roomie drastically changed in the past 36 hours. I'm keeping my appointment because I need more information. </p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-09-06T01:09:50-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Song for roomie]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p>Now all that's left of me
Is what I pretend to be
So together, but so broken up inside
'Cause I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hangin' on

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

Swallow me then spit me out
For hating you, I blame myself
Seeing you it kills me now
No, I don't cry on the outside
Anymore...</p>
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  <author>causticpax</author>
  <dc:date>2006-09-11T11:09:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Goodbye the one sided friendship]]></title>
  <link>http://causticpax.mindsay.com/goodbye_the_one_sided_friendship.mws</link>
  <description><![CDATA[<p>My friendship, as one-sided as it was, with Kervin is over. I could not deal with him stating that he was "just trying to help." If that was help, I don't need it. Last week was very catalytic for me. Something rushed J to the breaking point and then Kervin's response to me needing support was ERGH. 
On Thursday, faced with going to the class that witnessed my roommate break down, I was anxious and needed to be alone to face my fears. My door was locked. I was heading to class, still in the building, when I 