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  <title>.Sarah.Jane.</title>
  <subtitle>.Sarah.Jane.</subtitle>
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    <name>.Sarah.Jane.</name>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2009-10-18T12:38:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-18T16:55:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-18T16:55:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need to reorient myself.  The way I feel right now, I could just disappear if the opportunity presented itself. I'm not saying I want to 'die'. No. Just saying that if some glowing white angel came to me in a dream and gave me the choice to continue life on earth or move on to the next reality, I might not come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In learning about Buddhism, I can see the entire evolution of my thought process, right from the moment of realizing the suffering, the understanding of why the suffering happens, that there must be a way out of the suffering, and the way out is the path. It's just that when I got to the 'path' part, I took the path to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of amazing to think about.  From my interpretation, the Buddha never meant to establish a religion of it's own...the four noble truths on their own are more like an outline of a thought process. Yes, there is much more detail and many more teachings, and today it is practiced in a spectrum far beyond what the Buddha ever intended, but I think at it's core it is a commentary on the way we think and the pathway to lead us out of our own misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring this all up because, if that white angel came to me with those options, the only thing that holds me back is attachment.  The source of suffering. The wanting to keep the things I love. But none of those things are mine. They are just temporary gifts from the Universe [Allah swt], none of this was ever ours to keep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the turning points in my life [and as I've witnessed in other's lives as well] come at the moment when we are truly and honestly ready to just let go. Cut the cords, no matter how hard it might be. If we never get to that point, then change never comes, and our lives grow stale.</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2009-10-13T01:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-13T05:48:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-20T20:00:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am haunted by a girl,&lt;br /&gt;She has lived and died through me&lt;br /&gt;And the flesh I carry on these bones,&lt;br /&gt;Is not any part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am haunted by a girl,&lt;br /&gt;Her voice echoes when I speak&lt;br /&gt;She once moved this tongue and loved this song,&lt;br /&gt;But I've asked her not to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am haunted by a girl,&lt;br /&gt;I am followed by her face&lt;br /&gt;Every mirror passed, every shining glass,&lt;br /&gt;Is a hollow empty space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it isn't healthy,&lt;br /&gt;I know ghosts are meant to pass,&lt;br /&gt;But this life was never ours to live,&lt;br /&gt;The only certainty is death&lt;br /&gt;So the living, breathing, soul I am,&lt;br /&gt;Tells my body, 'this won't last.'</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2009-09-01T00:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T04:55:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i am convinced that everything is actually just insanity and we are all mocking reality by assuming that this is sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel so...compelled at times.  like i get this idea to just do something crazy and i feel this bubble of excitement at the possibility. then i laugh at myself and keep doing whatever it is i was supposed to be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why people need drugs. the world is so strange and unfamiliar as it is.  when i was really, really 'in' the world, the escape made sense, but now i think the escape is just a state of mind.  once you live in it, you don't need anything else because reality is already irreversibly warped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy the people i experience life with. even if we are having two completely separate experiences. i don't care that sometimes [often] i live in 'la-la land'...and i also don't care that sometimes i have to hide that for the sake of stable interactions. i really don't.  it's just part of the experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also grateful that my faith keeps me from getting too close to the edge of the cliff.  it keeps me back when otherwise i might just leap and fall. it pulls my eyes back to focus where they need to be.  it doesn't let me just totally and utterly cut off this world. there is reason behind everything, and there is reason in why we exist on earth to live these very peculiar lives.  the most 'normal' lives to me are the most strange and comical because the way we handle things can be so hilarious. i do it as well. overreact. get sucked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step back, look around. it sure is funny...</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2008-11-23T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-24T03:42:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-24T03:43:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-I found God, on the corner of 1st and Amistad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v29/sarah32314/2007021403505342_MoonriseatMonoLake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel explosive. Bursting from the seams with love and joy. Just from the love of life and this wonderful chance to exist..and the gratefulness that drips from my every experience. All of the papers are folding, one on top of the other, and all those moments are becoming one and the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am somewhere in the middle, with a view in all directions. The spinning makes me feel lost in the most beautiful of ways. Like floating on the rush of waves and life. We could all have never known each other, but we do. This all might never have happened, but it did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have everything we'll ever need to complete this journey. We were born with it. Something sleeps inside of us. Something that grows wings. And then we take flight. Everything becomes clearer, and we step outside of the perceptions that we had. Form new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much. For helping me move forward. I don't have to leave anything behind, but I don't have to take it all with me. Somethings are only shadows, and others are signs and reminders, taking us back to places we would have long forgotten were it not for that subtle clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know so many beautiful people. I have an endless well of love and the more buckets that fill and crash, the more love there is. I really feel aware of the shifting levels of love and passion that I witness in life. That WE witness in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-All alone, smoking his last cigarette, I said, "Where've you been?" He said, "Ask anything."</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2008-10-29T01:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-29T06:39:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i have no idea what other people think or how they see.  i have no idea what i used to be or how i came to be that way or change.  these are the two big abstracts in my zone 1 life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it impossible to create any meaningful connections with almost anyone.  this was my biggest fear. the loneliness.  but there was no other choice. i shifted, and once that happened, and for long enough, there was no going back even if inside sometimes, in ignorance, i secretly wish for a way to undo what has been done. astaghfiruallah, be grateful, right? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thirsty. so incredibly thirsty. for more connections, more truth, more knowledge, and more people to share this experience with.  i really know in my heart that every single person can flip their minds at just the right angle, maybe by accident, perhaps deliberately, and they can let the waterfalls come rushing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are alien souls living inside bodies that we are born into but know nothing about.  i can tell you we knew nothing about these bodies when we came into this world. we had to cut open those who had departed, and examine their organs, develop tools so that we could see the tiny microorganisms that are central to life, and form millions of hypothesis, both right and wrong, and we continue this process today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these bodies are gifts. perfect creations, handcrafted by the hands of the Universe, the one, the only.  every single thing that happens has a meaning, or a sign, or an effect woven into its fabric. sometimes these threads are easier to see, but at times they blend and are hidden.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world that most of us are living in..its not really the world at all , is it? its a state of mind? a perceived reality that in fact may have little to do with the true nature of what is "real" after all.  just how many dimensions are there?  the question lends itself to the answer that at least there is more than one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take off the labels if they make you feel uncomfortable. this isn't about fitting something into the boxes we created when we lived in this "life", its about letting go, so drop everything.  its way bigger than anything else we'll ever do.  add up the evidence, assemble all the facts, and let the truth speak for itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be open to all things. take the best of what comes your way as far as information and emotions are concerned.  somewhere there is a scale inside of us, and a compass. we use both to keep us on the right track. just start digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing that can't be explained, we just don't have the answers yet, and maybe we were never meant to.  this whole process of dissection, both of bodies and minds, maybe this is part of the bigger reality.  we create mysteries only so we can go back and solve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open your eyes!</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2008-05-09T06:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T10:22:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T10:22:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">schooooools out for the summmmmmaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to bang out a B in both classes, which isn't phenomenal but certainly acceptable, and for this i am gratefullll!!! could've had an A in english if i tried the first few papers....my grades for essays went, 72, 75,75, then suddenly i started trying ...92, 90 x2, 100 x2....so yea feel pretty silly for not bothering on the first few cause that A would have helped my gpa loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anatomy &amp; phys i have a solid B in, and that was a tough class and i worked full time this whole semester so i am happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i got straight B's this year, which again, isnt AMAZING, but I am happy that I did not let myself get a C in anything, because that would just be so counter productive and hurt my gpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can just work a ton and save a bunch of money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahooo!</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2008-04-24T02:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-24T06:24:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T06:24:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just checked up on "what was i doing this time 3,4,5 years ago?" in my journal calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel even worse about my lack of time off due to the interesting fact that all the entries around this time in years past something fun and foreign was happening. greece, italy, costa rica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i did those things. at least i can remember that i once had time to travel. pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.</content>
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    <title>my heart has started to seperate</title>
    <published>2008-04-03T15:19:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-03T15:19:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">forgive the urgency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to say something. just about life and how things go in general. which is what i usually want to say and i think i am repeating myself indefinitely. i probably will be until the day the earth is no longer my home or the setting for my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but while i'm still here i wanted to say something. i feel love. a lot of it. in  many, many directions. i don't think love is hard to feel, i think its the easiest thing in the world, and i am constantly feeling it like a wave, it comes in rushes and then subsides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still i feel it. there is just so much of it in my life, and its a miracle and i pray that everyone else can feel it too. because its everywhere, not just in a person, but in the things that happen around us, the thoughts we think up into dreams, and the past that looks perfect in retrospect. its like being caught up and having your heart tugged on from all surrounding angles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel full and empty all in the same moment. because every wonderful moment moving on, is moving away from another perfect hour in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes people, things, feelings come in only to stay for a very short moment. as blessings, or tests of our character, and then they move on and we do too. to fulfill some other purpose beyond the short fleeting moments of the present. disappear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe only after these small things go can we feel the bigger things. like a pleasant dream &amp; then waking up to discover what it really means...about who we are or aren't, and what we want or don't.  maybe only after waking up can see just how far we let ourselves slip. but then we can thank God. because we can change, we can be grateful, and we can have that chance to think &amp; try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...if ever there was a doubt, my love she leans into me...this most assuredly counts...</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2007-12-03T15:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-03T20:56:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-03T20:57:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">STOP. JUST STOP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave you the benefit of the doubt, thinking maybe you just wanted to discuss current events. but when i asked you about your intentions, my first feeling was true, you're not here to just talk about current world affairs or anything as general as that, you're talking about this because you think you need to warn me about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate your concern for me and my well-being, but i am so far disassociated with the violence and ignorance going on, that frankly it insults me that you would even feel that you should have to "warn" me or protect me from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it exactly that you expect me to do? what is it that you think i would realize about my own life in comparison to the bloodshed and injustice happening over seas? really...what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the grace of God, i don't live there. i have no desire to live there. i'm not interested in what terrorists, rapists, murderers, or fascists think because honestly, i will not associate them with the religion that was given as a mercy to mankind. "You cannot honour the Prophet [saws], by dishonoring his teachings"-Shayk Hamza Yusuf. And yet there are people worldwide doing just this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me sick. It really does. But you coming over here to tell me some more about what tragedies have been committed by people calling themselves Muslim, does not help anything, is not useful, and accomplishes nothing but making me feel upset with you for acting like the actions of others are part of my responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know me. I go to school. I go to work. I feed my cat. I shop. I cook. Whatever. And tell me again, how is it that my life relates to the international turmoil in the middle east again? Oh...right...I call myself a Muslim too....except, you should be able to see a difference between what I'm doing by living a normal life, and what others are doing by rallying for violence, and after you note that difference, you should make a decision about whether or not you really think I'm in DANGER, or you are just afraid of how OTHERS MIGHT JUDGE ME. That's what I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i refuse &lt;big&gt;I REFUSE&lt;/big&gt; to alter my choices, my beliefs, and my faith in order to save me some kind of judgement. Save it. There is only one judge worthy to call the shots on who I am and what I've done, and that is the One who created everything that exists in nature, and who likewise will one day take it all back.  I challenge the terrorists, rapists, fascists, and ignorant alike, who call themselves Muslims to LIVE UP TO THE STANDARDS OF THE PROPHET MUHAMMAD SALALLAHU ALAYHI WA"SAlAAM, &lt;b&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt; IS WHAT we should be striving for...so until you think you are PERFECT IN THE EYES OF GOD, stop purporting yourselves the Moral Police and punishing others for being less than perfect, and start focusing inward. BACK DOWN HIJACKERS, YOU'VE MADE A LOT OF MUSLIMS LIVID and theres not enough time in this world to be striving towards good and punishing others, so pick one, and ill give you a hint...Allah will judge each person individually, we will all be personally responsible for NONE other than OURSELVES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of God, ar-Rahman, ar-Raheem, I beg of you God, please save us</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2007-05-07T02:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T06:14:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T06:14:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">as'salamu aleikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it. wanted to update, and now i can't seem to force an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is moving on. like usual, like it should. things are the same as ever and different still.</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2007-03-24T12:07:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-24T16:10:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-24T16:12:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hiiii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out my online shop ;-)....FOR REAL THOUGH! I designed all the products myself :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.spreadshirt.com/shop.php?sid=103427&amp;amp;op=articles"&gt; MY SHOP &lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2007-03-14T20:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-15T00:36:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-15T00:36:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am irritable, selfish, and negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deal with it.</content>
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    <title>close your eyes, it's something for you</title>
    <published>2007-03-06T07:09:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-06T07:09:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ace of base- lucky love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lucky love belongs in teenage heaven, i know, i know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i don't even know what to say. hahahahahahaha! i've been listening to music from the far past. it's making me feel old. but i'm not old yet. i better not forget that. i don't need to grow up all that fast after all right? time goes and things don't happen, but then you realize that much has changed. what's going on all around? i can't be sure that i'm not going totally crazy, or totally sane. i guess time will have to tell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now i feel like singing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a prisoner of hope, i know</content>
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    <title>children lose their youth too soon, watching war made us immune</title>
    <published>2007-02-13T22:52:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-13T22:52:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;And I've got all the world to lose but I just want to hold on to the easy silence that you make for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2007-01-08T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-08T06:41:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-08T06:46:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/sarah32314/pic/0000kzek/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/sarah32314/pic/0000kzek/s320x240" width="203" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben kimim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quien soy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chi sono?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hvem aer jeg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't always know. ben herzaman bilmiyorum. no se. non so tutto il tempo. jeg vet ikke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm just feeling a little useless. like a breather. and that's about it. i just breathe. occasionally consume. so i can survive. but i'm not doing much good right now, right?  Right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't sleep well cause i'm feeling a bit bored and that makes me restless. i don't want to sleep because i'm just too antsy, like i'm on the edge waiting for something to happen. then i don't sleep, or i toss and turn until it finally comes.  then i don't want to wake up, because there just seems to be no point. i'm not doing anybody one ounce of good. not even myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essentially: my existence is neutral..leaning towards negative. because if i'm not doing anything positive, than that IS something negative. i better quit this silly crap. i'm being too ridiculous now even for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school will start soon. i'll be swamped. and then...i'll probably miss this restless anxietal stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha... life is funny. :-)</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2006-10-25T23:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T03:14:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T03:14:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/sarah32314/pic/000050fe/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/sarah32314/pic/000050fe/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/sarah32314/pic/000068rr/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/sarah32314/pic/000068rr/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my baby boy.</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2006-01-25T01:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T06:52:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T06:52:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sarahtemel"&gt; new music &lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2005-09-24T16:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T13:26:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T13:26:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ı was tryıng to fınd my brothers myspace so ı could say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ı couldnt fınd ıt. so maybe he wıll read thıs..or not. ı dont know ıf he wıll fınd thıs haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he ıs a bıg boy . 16 years old! yay! muahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ıts the weekend. ı went to the ankara kalesi today. ıt was just lıke an old part of the cıty ınsıde the cıtadel walls. ı thought ıt was pretty neat. but these creepy lıttle kıds followed us. that was not fun. then ı told them to get away. muah haha. ı went wıth a gırl from my class from japan. she ıs havıng a hard tıme here. she ıs very used to the effıcıency of japan and the western lıfestyle and she ıs not very wıllıng to adjust. ı feel bad for her, at least ı knew what ı was gettıng myself ınto. but we are both lonely here so we go out. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday ı thınk ı am goıng out to lunch wıth kelly and steve and hıs wıfe. she ıs turkısh he ıs from australıa and ı thınk ı already mentıoned that kelly ıs a proffessor from the US. ıt should be a nıce tıme ı thınk we are goıng to the revolvıng restaurant. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo lıke 6 more weeks. ha ı have to stop keepıng track of tıme or ıt wıl never move. ıts not that ım lıke ahhhh ı need to leave ıts just ım lıke ahhh where are all the people ı love. you all mean so much to me. kısses.</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2005-06-11T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-11T05:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-11T05:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Under the weight of your wings&lt;br /&gt;You are a god and whatever I want you to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I wonder if truly you are&lt;br /&gt;Nearly as beautiful as I believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head&lt;br /&gt;Your voice&lt;br /&gt;You've got all that I need&lt;br /&gt;And this make believe will get me through&lt;br /&gt;Another lonely night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the weight of your wings&lt;br /&gt;Should ever we meet on your side of your stereo&lt;br /&gt;I will pretend I know not of your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;And even the way that they mirror my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll take you away in the way that you take me and go where I go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and more lyrics. haha</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2005-06-08T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T21:43:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-08T21:43:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i don't want to fall to pieces, i just want to sit and stare at you , i don't want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want a conversation, i  just want to cry in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to talk about it, because i'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to know who you are, want to know where to start&lt;br /&gt;i want to know what this means??&lt;br /&gt;want to know how you feel, want to know what is real&lt;br /&gt;i want to know everything, everrryyythinggg!</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2005-03-22T13:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T18:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T18:57:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To the average brainwashed U.S. citizen, it would be assumed that the 2004 U.S. invasion of Iraq would have liberated the nation’s “oppressed” women.   However, when post- Saddam women’s rights are compared with the rights they enjoyed during his reign, a shocking discovery is made.  Women who once held high end jobs, and were accustomed to dressing in a modern, Western style, are now suffering in the new Iraq. This brings up an important question, Are Iraqi  women any better off today?&lt;br /&gt;While it was obvious that Hussein’s brutal dictatorship was long overdue for a reform, women were one group who were benefited during his rule.  Iraq was far from the woman-hating oppressive society that it has long been mistaken for by Americans.  The nation was actually considered one of the top examples of countries in the Middle-East providing women with such opportunities as higher education, job opportunities, maternity benefits, and equal pay rights. Unlike women’s conditions in neighboring countries, Iraqi women were not even mandated to wear facial coverings, a crime which in some extremist societies is punishable by stoning to death.  Under Saddam’s Baath party, men and women were granted equality by law. Despite the harsh grip Saddam held over Iraq, he &lt;br /&gt; Today, with the violent Saddam Hussein and his party stripped of power, Iraqi women are finding themselves robbed of that comfort.  Without the brutal, but strong rule of dictator Saddam Hussein, Islamic extremists have taken it upon themselves to enforce their own rash ideals on women nationwide.  Women who once were doctors, lawyers, and activists, now fear for their lives.  Rights and opportunities women once enjoyed in Iraq have quickly withered. While George W. Bush boasts ideals of spreading freedom, democracy, and equality worldwide, he has essentially raped the Iraqi women of their freedom and equality.&lt;br /&gt;From the given facts, the capture of Saddam Hussein has done nothing for women’s rights but diminish them.</content>
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    <title>vote. jaja.</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T00:45:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T00:45:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">summer timeeeeee....so casey, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hawaii&lt;/b&gt;: July 25-31st, *** Hotel &amp; Airfare, &lt;b&gt;860&lt;/b&gt; for each of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/b&gt;: July 23- 31st, Stay w/uncle and wife,+ airfare= &lt;b&gt;930&lt;/b&gt; for each of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bahamas&lt;/b&gt;: July 25- 31st, *** Hotel &amp; Airfare, &lt;b&gt;800&lt;/b&gt; for each &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Puerto Rico&lt;/b&gt;: July 25- 31st, Holiday Inn &amp; Airfare,      &lt;b&gt;800&lt;/b&gt; each&lt;br /&gt;                          OR  Howard Johnson &amp; Airfare, &lt;b&gt;700&lt;/b&gt; each&lt;br /&gt;                OR July 25- 29th, *** Hotel, &amp; Airfare  &lt;b&gt;600&lt;/b&gt; each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;St. Croix, Carribeans&lt;/b&gt;: July 25- 29th, *** Beach Resort &amp; Airfare, &lt;b&gt;800&lt;/b&gt; each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Turks &amp; Caicos Island&lt;/b&gt;: July 25- 29, **1/2 Hotel &amp; Airfare, &lt;b&gt;700&lt;/b&gt; each....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accck. hmmm. whatttt. its seems strange that amsterdam is the most expensive, but all the others include hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help us decide. booo hoo.</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2005-02-06T22:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T03:01:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T03:01:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v29/sarah32314/flint.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when he was a super little guy. i love him. meow.</content>
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    <title>papel</title>
    <published>2004-11-18T15:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-18T15:54:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">En la vida contemporánea, la felicidad se ha transformado en algo difícil de obtener. Estamos muy ocupados en nuestras vidas, entonces parece que no hay tiempo para divertirse o relajarse. Hemos olvidado la significada de “felicidad”. La pregunta ahora es un cuestión muy común, pero incontestable; En que consiste la felicidad?&lt;br /&gt;	La felicidad es una tema abstracta que no tiene solo una contesta verdad. Es un sentimiento que cada persona lo quiere y que parece difícil de obtener.  En realidad,  las llaves que abren la puerta de la felicidad son infinitivamente variadas por cada persona. Lo que hace feliz a una persona puede ser la tristeza de alguien otro. Por eso razón, solo puedo explicar en que consiste mi idea ideal de la felicidad.  &lt;br /&gt;	En mis diecisiete años en el mundo, he dado cuenta que hay tres aspectos parecidos que hagan la felicidad de cada persona. Primero, para sentirse feliz, la autoestima es algo muy importante. Si no se tiene la buena autoestima, no se puede sentir feliz al máximo. El sentimiento de aceptación es un ladrillo más en la casa de la felicidad.  El segundo aspecto común es el amor. No necesariamente el amor de una pareja, sino también el amor de una familia,  o de alguien que tu respetas mucho. La tercera cosa necesaria para sentirse feliz es la pasión. La pasión es el fuego en la corazón  y el combustible de la vida. Desde la pasión viene el motivación y el razón para despertarse cada mañana. &lt;br /&gt;	En mi opinión, si tenga al menos uno de los tres aspectos de la felicidad, se puede hace feliz. Debemos apreciar el pequeño parte de la felicidad que tenemos y entonces, los sentimientos positivos vayan a multiplicarse.</content>
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    <title>sarah32314 @ 2004-11-03T12:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-03T17:41:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-03T17:41:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="+50"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what    the    fuck &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have known. i really got my hopes up too high. i forget that people don't want to hear facts anymore. they just don't seem to be of any importance to the general population these days. i wish the east coast could just break away into our own seperate country. seriously. this entire region where i am, this entire north east section of america went for kerry. let the cowboys have their yee haw dubya, but dont punish the rest of the country for it. its really discouraging how many U.S. citiznes can vote totally against our interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro life? PRO WAR IS NOT PRO LIFE. Doesn't make sense. I can understand why people would be upset by abortion, but honestly then you are just choosing a president who will have them killed off  during the prime of their lives?? if you care about life, you would never vote for george.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you hate terrorism, you would NEVER VOTE FOR GEORGE!! HE HASN'T DONE ANYTHING ABOUT IT&amp;gt; but he's done a damn good job of making it look like he was taking care of Al Qaeda when he invaded Iraq, when he said he knew where the weapons of mass destructions were. WELL HE DIDNT SAVE THE US FROM ANY WARFARE OR BIOLOGICAL WEAPONS CAUSE HE DIDN'T FIND A GOD DAMN THING. INSTEAD HE LET A TERRIFYING AMOUNT OF OUR US EXPLOSIVES JUST DIS-A-PPEAR!!! That's not security. That's not keeping anyone safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE TURNED HIS BACK ON THE OSAMA BIN LADIN HUNT! Quote " I don't really think about it that much".  Well i bet the families and friends of 9/11 victims think about it a lot. And then George Bush dares to advertise himself based on how he handled September 11th when he turned the job over to Afghan War Lords, and instated a new Afghani leader who just so happened to work for a company that signed with the US a contract for an oil pipe line. So he got what he wanted there and felt his job was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's got our troops over in Iraq WITHOUT BODY ARMOR. That shouldn't even be legal!!!!! And he says we must support the troops, and of course we should because they are out there fighting and doing their duty, but if I were a soldier in Iraq I would be enraged! George has cut their salary!!! He has cut their healthcare benefits!!! If that's not mixed messages I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;privatized social security? well thats one way to get it off your back, i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; constitutional ammendment banning gay marriage? i thought you stood for freedom? yea, well thanks for restricting rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George, you're killing us. You're running us straight into the ground and making damn well sure that the rest of the world wants to kill us too.</content>
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