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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 01:52:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Panicing in Silence.</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt&quot;&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m walking blindly into hell, I just know it. I don&amp;rsquo;t know why but I&amp;rsquo;m filled with unpleasant and indescribable emotions. Good, bad, I don&amp;rsquo;t know. I knew for a fact that I would be nervous as hell but I don&amp;rsquo;t feel nervous, in fact, I don&amp;rsquo;t know what I feel. I want to cry, I&amp;rsquo;m anxious, I&amp;rsquo;m angry, and I&amp;rsquo;m confused. Rather then a million thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt&quot;&gt;running through my mind, I have none, I try to think of ways to get through this but I can&amp;rsquo;t. My mind draws a blank, nothing more, and there can&amp;rsquo;t be anything less. I have no expectations. I thought it would be better that way. I should really stop doing that, thinking. I&amp;rsquo;m better at knowing, but now, I know nothing, I&amp;rsquo;m an infant, and I hate it, correction, loathe. I always know the answer to the most confusing questions but not this time. It frustrates me. As anxious as I am to go, I don&amp;rsquo;t want to. I want to go back 5 years, where my idea of homework was a page in my math booklet or colouring, where I would fall off my bike and my mom would come rushing to me with TLC in mind to comfort my aching body, and where I didn&amp;rsquo;t have to take reasonability for any of my stupid mistakes. Yes, it sound childish but those are the days and memories I cherish. Those small things I remember that made all the difference in my life. It&amp;rsquo;s all going by so fast and I want it to stop, I want to stay this young forever no matter how cool it may seem to drive or be able to do whatever you want whenever you want. Tomorrow is where it all begins, were the halls will be filled with laugher, the angry screams of two best friends and the sobbing of one heart-broken. A new chapter of my life. High school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 26pt&quot;&gt;Less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 04:27:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Labels</title>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#cc99ff&quot;&gt;Prep. Jock. Goth. Nerd. Emo. If there is one thing I absolutly hate, it&apos;s labels. I mean, who doesn&apos;t?&amp;nbsp;picture this, its your first day of highschool, your both nervous, cuz its wayy bigger then your middle school, and excited&amp;nbsp;to meet new people. just when your walking down the halls for the first time, some&amp;nbsp;guy glares at you and says&amp;nbsp;to his friend, &quot;Looks like&amp;nbsp;we have a new goth girl&quot; so what if someone likes different&amp;nbsp;things then most of us do? does that give us the right to jugde them by it? no.&amp;nbsp;of course, we all get labeled by what music we listen to and what we wear or&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;of a persons&amp;nbsp;perspective on life, but why? because the people who label us are jelous? because theyre taking out their anger on us? there are many reasons why people get labeled, probably to many to be listed but i think there is no excuse on to why we should put people down by who they are.&amp;nbsp; I can&apos;t point fingers though, I have to admit, i can be judgemental and i admit that what im doing is wrong and that i should never judge a person or &apos;label&apos; them by who i &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;they are. its wrong, but whats right is that im admitting my mistakes. Honestly, who likes labels? probably the people who give other ppl labels. But whats worse then the people who label other people are the people who take the bullshit. when someone makes fun or calls you a name and you take it, your giving them what they want. show pride in who you are, maybe you have a few fawls but thats what makes you unique, and different and YOU. Being made fun of and being labeled is hard, it makes you think differently of yourself and it makes you put yourself down, why do you think teenage girls commit suicide? cuz they feel like it? hell no. its ether because theyre having a hard time getting through life or because they&apos;ve been made fun of too much (labeled), and they just want it to stop, they think suicide is the only way out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do stupid things to fit in, they lose weight, cut and dye their hair, and practically change their whole look then end up being someone who they said they would never become, all because theyre labeled and made fun of. This entry goes out to all the teenagers out there who have been put down and pushed around. Next time that popular kid in school makes a nasty comment on your shoes or hair, dont just stand there and take it, smile and say &quot;so?&quot; or &quot;thanks&quot; because its about time people accept themselves for who they are and what they look like. Remember your perfect the way you are, and that if you think badly of&amp;nbsp;yourself, other people will to.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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