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 <title>C&#039;est ma vie (and only mine)</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&#039;ve had a lot of time to think about my life these days, and I noticed that I live kind of in the middle of everything.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 06:18:31 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Best Computer Programme Ever</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. This may sound like REALLY nerdish, but I just acquired the BEST software ever. It&#039;s called Delicious Library 2.&lt;br /&gt;
I have literally thousands of CDs and books put together, and I tend to:&lt;br /&gt;
A) lend people books/CDs and forgot I did.&lt;br /&gt;
B) buy the same book/album twice because I forgot I already had it&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So this software uses the iSight in my laptop, reads the barcodes in the books/cds, finds all the information and images, and puts it up in my MobileMe website so people with the correct URL can see it. I&#039;m like in love with the programme.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 09:39:06 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Today (Flirting and Shopping)</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;My head&#039;s killing me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had the BEST breakfast ever today. Brunch tomorrow (yeaaah!)&lt;br /&gt;
I went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;
I got 3 T-shirts, a sweater, 2 trousers, 4 polo shirts, 2 shirts and a pair of shoes.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 08:15:49 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Things I Want to Do (this one particular Summer)</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Actually start the internship at the Firm.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Make a very upscale, classy and cool burlesque club-like establishment. You know: a local at a nice part of town, a very tight dress code, upscale drinks and cocktails, a very good show.&lt;br /&gt;
3. get a new mobile... if I ever feel energetic enough to go visit my carrier.&lt;br /&gt;
4. renew one of my passports (I&#039;ve got various nationalities since my parents were born elsewhere)- this one passport needs to be renewed, but the consulate is always full these days.&lt;br /&gt;
5. Read all the books I have in my night stand.&lt;br /&gt;
6. Get a boyfriend.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 03:17:00 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Rant</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to rant a little, in caps. So:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DAMN THOSE GUYS AND DAMN EVERYONE! I&#039;M TAKING AS MANY CREDITS AS ANYONE CAN TAKE, AND I&#039;M DOING THE BIGGER PART OF ALL FINAL PROJECTS ANYWAY! I&#039;M TIRED OF DELIVERING THINGS, WRITING ESSAYS, CORRECTING EVERYONE&#039;S RUBBISH AND THEN PUTTING THEIR CORRECTED RUBBISH BESIDES MY GOOD WORK. I&#039;M TIRED OF STUDYING FOR A THOUSAND DAMN FINALS AND IF I HAVE TO SPEND ONE MORE DAY WORKING WHILE EVERYONE&#039;S OUT HAVING FUN AND LIVING THEIR LIVES, I&#039;M SERIOUSLY GOING TO GIVE YOU A FUCKING HARD TIME NEXT SEMESTER.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 08:32:03 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Finals</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;Law school&#039;s a bitch. I&#039;ve spent the last 5 days of my like typing and reading and typing again and reading more and typing more. I&#039;m about to go insane. I&#039;ve even stopped shaving because I hate finals (yeah, I know, random), so my beard&#039;s like really long now. Grrrrr. I want finals to be oooooooooover.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh, and Penn Badgley is really hot *drool*&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 08:13:32 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Pirate English!</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Facebook! Check the languages tab, it&#039;s far more amusing than American English!&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 21:19:48 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Looking for Insight</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;With a little help from, well, friends and the I Ching, I&#039;ve came to realise something: I need to have a better understanding of myself in order to finish this one part of my travel. Right now there is a conflict going on inside of me, since the things from the inside are colliding against the things in the outside, and that is bad- Thus I must be careful, and sort out the things inside me carefully, putting everything into its place, so I can continue and consummate this chapter of my life.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 05:35:33 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>OMFG</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have the worst physical, moral, and spiritual hangover ever. I wish I could find myself a little nice dark and remote corner, and stay there forever so I wouldn&#039;t have to face the consequences of my acts. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I might be screwed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need Tylenol.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;----Update----&lt;br /&gt;
Never mind the corner, I think I am considering running away and relocating in Europe. But, then again, I am prone to being really dramatic. Nonetheless, Europe sounds absolutely enticing right now.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 16:13:21 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Officially Old</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guys, I&#039;m officially very old.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today I woke up coughing because of cold weather, had a backache, complained at my smaller cousins for being too loud and energetic, turned down the best cake ever &#039;because I don&#039;t quite feel like sugar now, it&#039;d give me a vicious headache&#039;, and discovered that all my &#039;People you may know&#039; people in Facebook are happily married and with a kid (or two).&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 07:41:45 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Embarrased II</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. Cute guy definitely is cute *neighbour*. Apparently he comes back from the gym/jogging the same time I am coming back from my dog&#039;s evening walk. I think he lives on the apartment downstairs, which means that his room is probably besides our library. (the 400 is 3-floored, as well as is ours flat).&lt;br /&gt;
So, I was going for the backstairs (I forgot the lift&#039;s key) and my dog ran after him again. No pushing this time, luckily.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 03:42:46 +0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dog just embarrassed me. I was walking her, and it was OK. After I was in my building&#039;s grounds, that is inside the fence, I let her go do whatever the dogs do around the fist storey for a while. Anyway, just then this really cute guy was going out of the building (is he my new one-storey-down neighbour?), and she just ran into him and pushed him. I was so embarrassed! And he was so sweet about it. I was like &#039;I&#039;m SO sorry! She never does that, she must&#039;ve liked you or something&#039; and he was like &#039;Don&#039;t worry, I&#039;m fine, she&#039;s a very cute dog&#039;.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 03:22:45 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Breathless</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life&#039;s so damn funny. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&#039;ve had the worst two weeks and spring break ever, so the last Saturday before School sucked me into its vortex of evil again I decided to hit the town and have a little fun. Right? It was like the best night ever, and I had a lot of fun and one of the best Margaritas ever.&lt;br /&gt;
Then spring break was over, and I&#039;m back to being Law School&#039;s bitch. Oh, and it sucks so far because I&#039;ve had like three tests and all of them have been like super long, and as if that wasn&#039;t enough, I have to do a project that is like THIS long. Hideous.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 08:13:14 +0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Life, Karma, God or Whatever</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don&#039;t deserve any of this. I don&#039;t deserve the mixed signals, the vanishing and returning, the discussions, the problems, the stress, the pressure, the insolence, the lack of love, the gayness, the headaches, the diseases, the call backs, the fights, the life I lead. I swear I don&#039;t deserve any of this, I don&#039;t. But it doesn&#039;t matter how much I beg, nothing&#039;s ever gonna change. The only thing I want to do right now is to cuddle with someone and watch a film, forgetting for a while about the horrible way my life&#039;s falling apart.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2009 00:41:59 +0300</pubDate>
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 <title>Rocks</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got two huge rocks thrown at my car today. There are two huge dents in the bonnet and I&#039;m feeling scared. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My alarm clock ran out of battery, and since it also controls the curtains I slept until 9AM. Should&#039;ve been up by 6AM. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I couldn&#039;t find a parking spot at the university&#039;s main parking lot today. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There was a cow in the middle of the road, and I almost crashed into it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The upside is that the rest of the week is bound to be amazingly good...&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 02:54:12 +0300</pubDate>
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