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  <title>Serendipityness</title>
  <subtitle>Elle</subtitle>
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    <name>Elle</name>
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  <updated>2006-11-02T18:21:02Z</updated>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-11-02T13:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T18:18:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T18:21:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>buzzing computers and elevator dings</lj:music>
    <content type="html">BORED!!!  Stupid lab.  It's so quiet here it makes me sleepy and people are being slackers and not showing up which means I get to sit here and do nothing.  I have no reading for class, already did 2 crosswords!  Grr...I just want to go pay rent, go to the bank, and nap so I can have fun later.  On the positive side I am much less spinny than I was a week or so ago.  I also think it's funny how some people have stolen my word spinny to describe their life.  I don't really have a definition for spinny but it's kinda when your life is out of control but it's just so out of control you stop thinking about how out of control it is.  So you feel um...spinny.  Where it gets confusing is that sometimes spinny can be a good thing...it all depends on the situation. I was kinda bad but kinda good spinny.  Now I'm not so spinny now which is lovely...spinny isn't the most stable emotion.  Anyway, I missed class today. Not on purpose, but because I forgot when I have class and signed up for lab during my class time.  It works out nicely though because I'm tired of going to class and now I have more time for my errands and napping.  Another random thing:  it's soooooo pretty outside.  It's sunny (but I think it's going to rain later) and the leaves are all changing colors!!  Fall is my favorite.  Winter is nice too but that's mainly because of all the Christmas cheer and no school. I suppose that's all for now...</content>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-10-23T04:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T04:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T04:47:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is one of those days where everything just gets spinnier and spinnier...&lt;br /&gt;i think its good spinny but i'm not sure. i'm not sure i even know what spinny means.</content>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-10-16T06:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-16T07:14:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-16T07:14:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Fray:  Trust Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was making a cd mix for a friend of mine who is in need of some hugs and it made me think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you trust someone once they betray you&lt;br /&gt;how do you stop loving someone&lt;br /&gt;should you ever stop loving someone&lt;br /&gt;and if so, how do you?&lt;br /&gt;should you follow your heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;even if it means getting ignored and hurt again&lt;br /&gt;or should you just let it go...&lt;br /&gt;does fighting mean things have to end&lt;br /&gt;isn't love enough...&lt;br /&gt;unless there never was love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;"There now, steady love, so few come and don't go &lt;br /&gt;Will you won't you, be the one I always know &lt;br /&gt;When I'm losing my control, the city spins around &lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who knows, you slow it down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;Be my baby &lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh &lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh &lt;br /&gt;Be my Baby &lt;br /&gt;I'll look after you &lt;br /&gt;And I'll look after you "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;"You need me less than I need you &lt;br /&gt;Take it from me we don't give sympathy &lt;br /&gt;You can trust me trust nobody &lt;br /&gt;But I said you and me we don't have honesty &lt;br /&gt;The things we don't want to speak &lt;br /&gt;I'll try to get out but I never will &lt;br /&gt;Traffic is perfectly still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;*playing cards really late night is great fun...and did you know there is such a thing as an orangekwat (orange + kumkwat)??&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>how could you</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T04:35:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T04:35:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tim Brantley- Gold</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Hurt&lt;/font&gt;...how does someone move past hurt?&amp;nbsp;Forgiveness helps but forgetting is just impossible.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There is no way to forget someone who touched you heart and you life.&amp;nbsp;Hmm...its all so confusing.&amp;nbsp; Love in general is confusing.&amp;nbsp; I think it's because love takes so many forms...love is so many emotions at the same time.&amp;nbsp; It can be fantastically happy and devestantingly hurtful at exactly the same time.&amp;nbsp; I think&amp;nbsp;that's completely unfair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Doubt&lt;/font&gt;...can destroy things.&amp;nbsp; We doubt so much.&amp;nbsp; We doubt how people feel about us, doubt our abilities, doubt the future.&amp;nbsp; I do this too often.&amp;nbsp; I have seen how it can ruin relationships. Yes, other things besides doubt runied it too but doubt allowed me to put up a barrier he couldn't fix or even justify. I suppose people unnecessairly doubt because&amp;nbsp;of lack of self-confidence and past hurts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it's sad when thing come to and end.&amp;nbsp; it's sad when an amazing friendship&amp;nbsp;is lost for confusing and complicated and silly fights.&amp;nbsp; in the end i try to make the memories count.&amp;nbsp; those memories can never be destroyed.&amp;nbsp; and it's always the little memories that mean the most....the special memories between two people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>more good songs...</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T04:47:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T04:47:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Plumb- Nice,&amp;nbsp;N&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;aive, and Beautiful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;She's so nice, naive, and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's only known heartache and pain&lt;br /&gt;She's never known pain like this&lt;br /&gt;She stands alone defending her name&lt;br /&gt;Know that she's trying &lt;br /&gt;to be who she is&lt;br /&gt;Well is it so wrong&lt;br /&gt;to be who we are&lt;br /&gt;when all that she's done is fail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's so nice, naive, and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Why does she keep taking advantage?&lt;br /&gt;Why does she live in a world so cold?&lt;br /&gt;She takes advantage of the nice, naive, and the beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold is the throne of her hardened heart&lt;br /&gt;No one has seen the softest part&lt;br /&gt;Day after night she holds an ache&lt;br /&gt;but won't budge to show&lt;br /&gt;the secret layers&lt;br /&gt;Well is it so wrong to hang onto hers?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she could set it free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's so nice, naive, and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Why did she get taken for granted?&lt;br /&gt;Why does she live in a world so cold?&lt;br /&gt;He took advantage of the nice, naive, and the beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been there, you know&lt;br /&gt;If you're still there, hang on&lt;br /&gt;We're all dealt our lumps of coal&lt;br /&gt;What you do with it can turn beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's life outside of your madness&lt;br /&gt;and there's a face behind every scar&lt;br /&gt;But there's a love overflowing with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Get out of that place that's restraining your love&lt;br /&gt;I said get out of that place that's restraining you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so nice, naive, and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;She's so nice, naive, and beautiful&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="3"&gt;The Fray- all at once&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain people you just keep coming back to &lt;br /&gt;She is right in front of you &lt;br /&gt;You begin to wonder could you find a better one &lt;br /&gt;Compared to her now she's in question &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once the crowd begins to sing &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want her maybe you need her &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you started to compare to someone not there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the right one you line up the world to find &lt;br /&gt;Where no questions cross your mind &lt;br /&gt;But she won't keep on waiting for you without a doubt &lt;br /&gt;Much longer for you to sort it out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once the crowd begins to sing &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want her maybe you need her &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you started to compare to someone not there &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want it maybe you need it, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's all you're running from, &lt;br /&gt;Perfection will not come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once the crowd begins to sing &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;We'd never know what's wrong without the pain &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want her maybe you need her &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've started to compare to someone not there &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want it maybe you need it &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's all you're running from &lt;br /&gt;Perfection will not come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want her maybe you need her &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you had her maybe you lost her to another &lt;br /&gt;To another&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>love these lyrics...</title>
    <published>2006-07-21T04:05:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-21T04:08:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the calls and conversations&lt;br /&gt;Accidents and accusations&lt;br /&gt;Messages and misperceptions&lt;br /&gt;Paralyze my mind&lt;br /&gt;Busses, cars, and airplanes leaving&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' fumes of gasoline and&lt;br /&gt;And everyone is running and I&lt;br /&gt;Come to find a refuge in the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy silence that you make for me&lt;br /&gt;It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me&lt;br /&gt;And the peaceful quiet you create for me&lt;br /&gt;And the way you keep the world at bay for me&lt;br /&gt;The way you keep the world at bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys on the barricades&lt;br /&gt;Are warning us to back away&lt;br /&gt;They form commissions trying to find&lt;br /&gt;The next one they can crucify&lt;br /&gt;And anger plays on every station&lt;br /&gt;Answers only make more questions&lt;br /&gt;I need something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in sanctuary in the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy silence that you make for me&lt;br /&gt;It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me&lt;br /&gt;And the peaceful quiet you create for me&lt;br /&gt;And the way you keep the world at bay for me&lt;br /&gt;The way you keep the world at bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children lose their youth too soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching war made us immune&lt;br /&gt;And I've got all the world to lose&lt;br /&gt;But I just want to hold on to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy silence that you make for me&lt;br /&gt;It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me&lt;br /&gt;And the peaceful quiet you create for me&lt;br /&gt;And the way you keep the world at bay for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easy silence that you make for me&lt;br /&gt;It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me&lt;br /&gt;And the peaceful quiet you create for me&lt;br /&gt;And the way you keep the world at bay for me&lt;br /&gt;The way you keep the world at bay for me&lt;br /&gt;The way you keep the world at bay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixie Chicks&amp;nbsp; "Easy Silence"</content>
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    <title>Bang!!</title>
    <published>2006-07-06T04:06:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-06T04:06:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;woo hoo. fireworks make me happy!!&lt;br /&gt;im bored...i need a vacation.&amp;nbsp; to anywhere really. but d.c would be nice. i would frollick with lisa. or florida. that would be very good too.&amp;nbsp; hmm...if only i&amp;nbsp;had a plane, or less restrictive parents...then i could go see everyone anytime i wanted to.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 421px" height="388" width="134" alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y172/Elleuga21/summertime028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a recent conversation&amp;nbsp;between me and leelee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span chatdir="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span chatdir="1"&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="MARGIN-LEFT: 3px"&gt;Lisa:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span chatindex="BD691273DB8FACA0129"&gt;you are a not good gmail chatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="bz_msg_cont" chatindex="E6FD437C07033F610"&gt;stupid karma&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span chatdir="2"&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="MARGIN-LEFT: 3px"&gt;me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span chatindex="98DB3F6029BE6A6843"&gt;ohh oops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="bz_msg_cont" chatindex="98DB3F6029BE6A6844"&gt;i am but this doesnt blink when i get a message&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span chatdir="1"&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="MARGIN-LEFT: 3px"&gt;Lisa:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span chatindex="E6FD437C07033F616"&gt;it's like a growing up version of aim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="bz_msg_cont" chatindex="E6FD437C07033F617"&gt;you have to gain responsibility&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    <title>summertime adventures</title>
    <published>2006-07-03T14:53:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-03T15:00:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;In a balloon with Reshmi...we floated way high into the air in atlanta&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y172/Elleuga21/inthebasket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y172/Elleuga21/moreballoonpics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty grass in Florida...little day trip with the family&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="327" alt="" width="386" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y172/Elleuga21/florida012lj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-06-30T02:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-30T06:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-01T05:46:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;I'm quite &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;content&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;nbsp; That's all for now...&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>answers create more questions</title>
    <published>2006-06-27T04:39:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-27T04:39:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Right now as my cute kitty cat is curled up next to me &lt;font size="1"&gt;(she doesn't usually do thIs, &amp;nbsp;guess she really missed me while I was in athens)&lt;/font&gt; I am up wondering why we form the relationships we do.&amp;nbsp; Some of these are obvioulsy harmful but we still can't resist.&amp;nbsp; I wonder why people &lt;font size="1"&gt;(myself included)&lt;/font&gt; do this.&amp;nbsp; It's odd really...it makes perfect sense that we wouldn't want someone in our life who treats us with little respect or affection however sometimes we let people like this into our world.&amp;nbsp; SinceI tend to be hopelessly optimistic, I am trying to have faith that this will work out. But, 2hatever happens, my cat loves me and that is pretty fantastic!!!!&amp;nbsp; Usually after I leave her she is mean and snobby&amp;nbsp;to me for a few days...but not this time, she is all cuddly and sweet!&amp;nbsp; Oh...driving home in a thunderstorm = no fun...very scary too.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-06-26T01:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T05:56:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T05:35:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finally felt like I had some closure.&amp;nbsp; Then out of nowhere things change.&amp;nbsp; I don't think this.&amp;nbsp; I don't like doing how we play this little game of psuedo-friendship over and over.&amp;nbsp; It's not good for me...it's not fair.&amp;nbsp; Friends should be consistant people in life, not just reappearing every few years or months.&amp;nbsp; We will see where this goes but it is hard to forget the past quickly.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if I would even want to forgive the past if given a real chance.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Birthday Time!</title>
    <published>2006-06-10T03:48:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-10T03:48:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I turned 22 today...of course I don't feel any different because change or growing up doesn't happen once a year.&amp;nbsp; Change occurs gradually&amp;nbsp; it's associated with events and experiences in someone's life instead of an arbitrary day.&amp;nbsp; However, I have grown and changed this year...hopefully for the best.&amp;nbsp; I would say that I have become more me.&amp;nbsp; It seems funny to become more "me" since I have obviously always been me but I have become the me I desire to be&amp;nbsp;more so.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Family Fun</title>
    <published>2006-06-05T15:53:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-05T15:53:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went to dinner with my family yesterday.&amp;nbsp; This is what we discussed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;vegans&lt;/strong&gt; vs. &lt;strong&gt;vegetarians&lt;/strong&gt;, difference in diet, where they buy their food, etc...&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; difference between &lt;strong&gt;tiramisu&lt;/strong&gt; (an Italian dessert consisting of layers of sponge cake soaked with coffee and brandy or liqueur layered with mascarpone cheese and topped with grated chocolate) and &lt;strong&gt;baklava &lt;/strong&gt;(popular in Greece and Turkey, this sweet dessert consists of many layers of butter-drenched phyllo pastry, spices and chopped nuts. A spiced honey-lemon syrup is poured over the warm pastry after it`s baked and allowed to soak into the layers. Before serving, the dessert is cut into triangles and sometimes sprinkled with coarsely ground nuts)&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; argued when &lt;strong&gt;Nintendo&lt;/strong&gt; debuted...1985&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;suduko&lt;/strong&gt;...how to play, origin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&amp;nbsp; my family is odd but interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a&amp;nbsp;cute but slightly disturbing website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stuffonmycat.com/"&gt;http://www.stuffonmycat.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>We Live in a Mysterious World</title>
    <published>2006-05-27T03:52:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-27T03:52:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;a few things i find mysterious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the location of atlantis&lt;br /&gt;*spontaneous human combustion&lt;br /&gt;*the bermuda triangle&lt;br /&gt;*why we drive on parkways and park on driveways&lt;br /&gt;*how many licks it really takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop&lt;br /&gt;*why clothing companies think everyone is 6 ft. tall&lt;br /&gt;*purpose of stonehenge&lt;br /&gt;*why 24/7/365 days a year business's have lock on their doors&lt;br /&gt;*how coffee shops get iced coffee so cold so quick&lt;br /&gt;*the universe in general&lt;br /&gt;*why people watch and believe every word Dr. Phil says&lt;br /&gt;*string theory...the idea that there are many more dimensions&lt;br /&gt;*secret societies such as the skull, the masons, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-05-25T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-26T03:17:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-26T03:17:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got bored, took some random quizzes online and found out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I am Peter Pan&lt;br /&gt;2.) I am Mario&lt;br /&gt;3.) I am a Golden Retriever puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I disagree with the resuts...for one I am a girl so being Peter Pan or Mario is impossible.&amp;nbsp; Two...I am human so being a puppy is also impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-05-20T03:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-20T07:55:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-20T07:55:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;There is nothing like a drive while the sun is setting&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;against miles and miles of beautiful trees and&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;solidarity&amp;nbsp;to remind you of the power and majesty of God.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you find&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;exactly&amp;nbsp;what you&amp;nbsp;need&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;in the places you least expect.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Silence is Deafening</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T05:21:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T05:21:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Words can hurt but sometimes &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;can be&amp;nbsp;even more painful.&amp;nbsp; I suppose this is because words can lead to some sort of understanding.&amp;nbsp; Silence leads to this akward unknowing.&amp;nbsp; I tend to give people second-chances, I want to fix the akwardness.&amp;nbsp; Even when I could get hurt, I fully believe in second-changes because people make mistakes, words&amp;nbsp;can be&amp;nbsp;misconstrued,&amp;nbsp;and situations are intrepreted wrong.&amp;nbsp; I do this because I have a desire to understand people and their reasoning behind their actions, thoughts, and words.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes this falls through and I don't get the clarity I want so badly to have- &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or maybe the silence is clarity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;nbsp;In the end, I must treasure the memories instead of dwelling on the knowledge that there will not be any more and understand that sometimes it is best to accept the silence.&amp;nbsp; People go in and out of lives, these people alter us, alter our lives forever.&amp;nbsp; The most we can do is be&amp;nbsp;thankful we had the chance to make memories, remember the good times, remember the bad times and learn from both.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Finally I feel like I can accept this...I must say it is a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>freedom!!</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T20:00:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T20:00:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Yay!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; finals are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;OVER&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! School is out for the summer...now I just gotta find a job. I can't wait to go home and see the family/friends/pets :)</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-05-07T23:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T03:15:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T03:15:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There are people in your life that &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;captivate&lt;/font&gt; you.&amp;nbsp;I don't like being captivated.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ellec21:1868</id>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-05-04T11:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T15:48:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T15:49:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00cc99" size="3"&gt;Why I find school annoying: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Kohlberg's Theory of Moral Developement &lt;br /&gt;tenured professors &lt;br /&gt;finals...and the grades associated with them &lt;br /&gt;the psych. buliding not having a wireless internet connection &lt;br /&gt;getting up early &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#990099"&gt;this is super funny (just for you leelee): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/end.php&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-05-02T00:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-02T05:12:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-02T05:12:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate it when there are those times in your life when you are faced with a decision. No matter what you decide things probably won't turn out exactly how you want them to. On one side, if you don't do anything you could be missing out on something; put how many changes can you give someone. On the other hand, if you do something you could get hurt. Of course, if you've already been hurt how much do you have to lose? Clearly, this issue needs to be pondered more... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666699"&gt;"There are two primary choices in life: to accept conditions as they exist, or accept the responsibility for changing them.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-04-24T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T02:27:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T02:27:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This makes me smile... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y172/Elleuga21/togetherness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-04-23T23:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T03:46:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T03:47:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So lately I've been doing some thinking about friendships.  I have realized that I am so blessed to have good friends in my life but deeply saddened to realize that some people I though were good friends may not be.  There are those people in everyone's life that we care about for some strange reason even though they continue to dissapoint us.  I'm not sure why I allow myself to contiune these relationships, constantly try to repair them, and hope that things will change.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note I have a terrible inablity to get motivated.  This is not good because finals are soon apporaching and I probably should be studying/finishing a paper, etc.  Instead, I am thinking about things I cannot change and wasting time online taking silly quizzes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are an Appletini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmixeddrinkareyouquiz/appletini.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, you're a typical party girl / guy.&lt;br /&gt;But when you get super sauced, you really up your sex appeal.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmixeddrinkareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mixed Drink Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do like apple-tinis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reeses Peanut Butter Cups&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/peanut-butter-cups.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very popular, one of you is not enough.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C7B299" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 1920's Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBD0C2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/1920snamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belle Georgette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/1920snamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your 1920's Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh...very cool name</content>
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    <title>ellec21 @ 2006-04-17T01:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-17T05:17:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-17T05:38:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;hings that make me frown... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constantly getting credit card applications I don't want in the mail &lt;br /&gt;people who ignore you for no good reason &lt;br /&gt;pollen and everything allergy related &lt;br /&gt;prrking tickets &lt;br /&gt;bad internet connections &lt;br /&gt;people who talk insanely loud on their cell phone while on the bus &lt;br /&gt;scary weather (high winds, loud thunder) &lt;br /&gt;never being able to find a parking spot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;hings that make me smile... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random trips to Kroger &lt;br /&gt;late night trips to Little Italy &lt;br /&gt;gerber daisies &lt;br /&gt;shooting stars &lt;br /&gt;good books, good music, good quotes &lt;br /&gt;doing really good on crosswords &lt;br /&gt;going with people when they get tattoos &lt;br /&gt;watching the sunrise &lt;br /&gt;camping (bonfires, s’mores, hikes) &lt;br /&gt;football games &lt;br /&gt;taking funny pictures&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;hugs (and not those&amp;nbsp;silly half-hugs)&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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