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  <updated>2007-10-01T23:57:04Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorspourrever:2141</id>
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    <title>a little happy?</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T23:57:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T23:57:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i know who my best friend is.&amp;nbsp; i love him. and he loves me. and for now i guess that i will take&amp;nbsp;what i can get.&amp;nbsp; it's hard to get over someone when you know they have feelings for you, but that they just are incapable at&amp;nbsp;the moment to deal with those felings. and i don't want to be over this someone.&amp;nbsp; i want to love him forever.&amp;nbsp; so i think for now i am happier to stick it out and wait for him than to find a fake happiness in other people or things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless of what relationship we have as long as he is my best friend and i have him in my life i will be happier than if i lost him entirely. which would break me. so i guess for now i am satisfied. but looking for more. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorspourrever:2046</id>
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    <title>bittersweet.</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T05:27:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T05:27:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">always say what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned. haarrrdd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorspourrever:1641</id>
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    <title>i'm an idiot.</title>
    <published>2007-06-01T03:03:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-01T03:03:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tonight i was a huge jerk. huge. guhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what the consequences of my actions will be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see my biggest problem is that i can't hide my emotions. and i let those who are affecting my mood know, quite blatantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorspourrever:1470</id>
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    <title>like oprah...</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T18:28:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T18:28:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oprah has lots of favourite things that make her happy. i do too. they are less extravagant and kind of asinine, but i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: cheeseburgers, the fast food kind&lt;br /&gt;: smoothies, the booster juice kind&lt;br /&gt;: macchiatos. mm&lt;br /&gt;: soccer.&amp;nbsp;coaching and playing with riddoch lumber&lt;br /&gt;: entourage. best show ever&lt;br /&gt;: lululemon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;:&amp;nbsp;my family. &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;: my coe cru. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;: martinis&lt;br /&gt;: j.con and trent cru. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;: rollercoasters&lt;br /&gt;: steve nash. (the cat.)&lt;br /&gt;: kobe bryant. (the dog.)&lt;br /&gt;: doing the jane fonda with him &amp;lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;: justin timberlake&lt;br /&gt;: a good book, current selection Romeo Dallaire's Shake Hands with the Devil&lt;br /&gt;: newfoundland&lt;br /&gt;: toutons.&lt;br /&gt;: rollerblading&lt;br /&gt;: him.him.him.&lt;br /&gt;: road trips&lt;br /&gt;: the beach&lt;br /&gt;: hot tubs&lt;br /&gt;: laguna beach&lt;br /&gt;: the hills&lt;br /&gt;: a warm cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;: a neat scarf&lt;br /&gt;: trent u&lt;br /&gt;: le francais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that may be all right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only things that are currently making me unhappy are:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;global warming&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Darfur&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; him.him.him</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorspourrever:1062</id>
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    <title>dorspourrever @ 2007-05-25T08:10:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-25T12:13:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-25T12:13:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i listened to this song on the way to work and it reminded me of my current situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundrenched world.joshua radin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get to bed &lt;br /&gt;But I'm really tired &lt;br /&gt;The things in my head &lt;br /&gt;You used to admire &lt;br /&gt;In your sundrenched world &lt;br /&gt;It couldn't be worse &lt;br /&gt;Don't bother asking &lt;br /&gt;And here comes the nerves &lt;br /&gt;While I'm trying to bask &lt;br /&gt;In your sundrenched world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close up my mouth &lt;br /&gt;When you're around now &lt;br /&gt;Suffocating in doubt &lt;br /&gt;I can't make a sound &lt;br /&gt;In your sundrenched world &lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be &lt;br /&gt;The one you looked to &lt;br /&gt;For the answers in me &lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who took you &lt;br /&gt;To your sundrenched world</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorspourrever:805</id>
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    <title>mixed feelings.</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T17:57:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-24T17:57:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>death cab for cutie - i will follow you into the dark</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i'm home for summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and i think i am really happy about it?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i was itching to leave school and get home, knowing that here i have amazing friends, and no drama.&amp;nbsp; but now that i am here, i am feeling a little mixed about it for a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)&amp;nbsp; the man i love is here, and being here means i will be spending most of my time in his company.&amp;nbsp; problem? yes.&amp;nbsp; this love is very much one-sided. and seeing him almost makes it harder.&amp;nbsp; everytime we're together i feel soooo happy, but the bliss quickly fades with the realization that we will never be together and i am left miserable. love stinks. worrrdd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) i am already missing those few special people who hold a verrrrry big place in my heart from trent town.&amp;nbsp; we are all so far apart and thinking about how hard it will be to see them makes me a little sad.&amp;nbsp; i wish they could all come and live with me on the beach for four months, where we could drink martinis. yep. that'd be sweet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) four months in 'coetown? oh no!&amp;nbsp; i love the 'coecru to deaaaathh, they treat me like gold and love me as if they were kissing rich ass. but i cant help but picture a long, dragged out summer.&amp;nbsp; i have my fingers crossed that this one matches last summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really i can't completely explain my apprehension.&amp;nbsp; i mean my issues are pretty menial aside from the unrequited love.&amp;nbsp; but i've been dealing with that for 8 months already, so i think i will make it through.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will keep up with this a little more now that i have 4 months with absolutely nothing occupying my time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dorspourrever:640</id>
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    <title>a journal as therapy?</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T04:32:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-29T04:34:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>semisonic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Currently confused and hurt, looking for a new method of self therapy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my issues is not seeming to help their ongoing stagnation.&amp;nbsp; Under the influence of the amazing j.con I figured by writing and expressing that maybe I could help myself a little more than discussing with those that don't particularly understand or know how to help.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully my skepticism is unnecessary and this livejournal helps me in dealing with the issues&amp;nbsp;I have and will&amp;nbsp;come to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding at this time my ongoing issue of unrequited love,&amp;nbsp;I am facing tension and instability in my current living situation.&amp;nbsp; I live with a loose cannon. I am never sure of her mood, and therefore am constantly watching my actions to prevent being caught in the centre of a directed rant.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I often find myself acting as a "referee" guiding tensions and attitudes in the house, which sometimes seems the only way to control the attitude and disrespect that circulates.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No one living in this house deserves the attitude or disrespect and I don't deserve to the responsibility of controlling it.&amp;nbsp; The saddest part of this situation is that after a much needed upcoming 4 month break, we will be back, as in a delirious state of hope we signed a lease for the next school semesters.&amp;nbsp; guhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, outside of crazy house, I had an amazing day.&amp;nbsp; A trip to court entertained&amp;nbsp;my love and i for a couple of hours, along with delicious sandwiches and soups.&amp;nbsp; mmm.&amp;nbsp; If it wasn't for my amazing support systems outside of my crazy house I'm not sure how I would handle the living situation drama that seems to go hand in hand with school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for today this is all&amp;nbsp;I have to say, we'll let time prove whether or not&amp;nbsp;I continue this new found hobby and if it helps me as&amp;nbsp;I hope it will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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