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  <title>Priority Mail</title>
  <subtitle>The Real Cool Place to be a Kid</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-07-22T13:34:55Z</updated>
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    <title>Hey Dickey!</title>
    <published>2008-07-22T13:34:55Z</published>
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    <title>For a beautiful Princess</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T02:55:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T02:55:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight you sparkled&lt;br /&gt;and looked so naïve.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you glowed&lt;br /&gt;and your aura exploded.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you brought light&lt;br /&gt;to the eyes of almost-three-year-olds.&lt;br /&gt;And for all the jokes,&lt;br /&gt;all the put-downs&lt;br /&gt;and slights,&lt;br /&gt;all the times I made you feel&lt;br /&gt;second best,&lt;br /&gt;when you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;and we shared a private look&lt;br /&gt;I was just so&lt;br /&gt;PROUD&lt;br /&gt;to be your friend.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:potato409:128235</id>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2008-01-29T20:13:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-30T01:16:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-30T01:16:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What I seem to be lacking&lt;br /&gt;is that pull.&lt;br /&gt;You know the one,&lt;br /&gt;it draws you&lt;br /&gt;like a magnet&lt;br /&gt;towards him&lt;br /&gt;and you need to touch him&lt;br /&gt;and stay near him&lt;br /&gt;and get his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stretched&lt;br /&gt;over continents,&lt;br /&gt;over boundaries&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have to face.&lt;br /&gt;His thin lips,&lt;br /&gt;his blue eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and his boyish smile&lt;br /&gt;cannot carry me much longer.&lt;br /&gt;I need contact.</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2008-01-21T12:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T17:32:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T17:32:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The conundrum that is winter formal has been solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going to a dance that I don't enjoy with a dress that I haven't bought (and don't have the money to do so) with the date that I don't have (and pretty much everyone else does) so I can feel bad about myself and the current unfortunate situation I find myself in while everyone else has a good time, I have decided to find refuge in the world of bare theatre and hang out with Seth, Becca and Eowyn that night instead and sleep at their house. We will eat pizza, watch movies, listen to seth's inappropriate humor, get introduced to everyone by Eowyn ("Tara, this is my friend mommy!") and overall it will be nice to be back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for compromises.</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2008-01-21T11:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T16:21:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T16:21:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The fear is&lt;br /&gt;very real.&lt;br /&gt;An avoided&lt;br /&gt;and denied&lt;br /&gt;reality&lt;br /&gt;was realized&lt;br /&gt;that one night.&lt;br /&gt;Exhaustion and giddy joy&lt;br /&gt;were its parents&lt;br /&gt;and for a frightening moment&lt;br /&gt;I cared too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am so easily swayed&lt;br /&gt;by natural circumstances&lt;br /&gt;I fear the consequences&lt;br /&gt;of stronger things.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:potato409:127375</id>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2008-01-14T17:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-14T22:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-14T22:19:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So that's why.&lt;br /&gt;That's why you seemed&lt;br /&gt;so clear&lt;br /&gt;and somehow&lt;br /&gt;so distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shied away from saying&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;and so did the red one&lt;br /&gt;but you declared&lt;br /&gt;and held my hand&lt;br /&gt;and made empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did everything right&lt;br /&gt;nothing you said was wrong&lt;br /&gt;as if you had rehearsed&lt;br /&gt;and now I know&lt;br /&gt;you did.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for shaking my self esteem&lt;br /&gt;in your stupid black polo.</content>
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    <title>Only Mine</title>
    <published>2008-01-09T04:28:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-09T04:28:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Grasping.&lt;br /&gt;Always grasping.&lt;br /&gt;In that moment&lt;br /&gt;between sleep and wake&lt;br /&gt;I grasp,&lt;br /&gt;I hold tight,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope to never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the images vanish,&lt;br /&gt;the ideas are bastardized&lt;br /&gt;with senseless words&lt;br /&gt;that cannot describe,&lt;br /&gt;it is still mine.&lt;br /&gt;The secret kisses,&lt;br /&gt;the flushed faces,&lt;br /&gt;that dizzying feeling&lt;br /&gt;of first&lt;br /&gt;forbidden&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;that is for once&lt;br /&gt;possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your porcelain face&lt;br /&gt;the baby one&lt;br /&gt;that was so pink with &lt;br /&gt;excitement&lt;br /&gt;hidden by that red wig&lt;br /&gt;and that tux you wore&lt;br /&gt;so convincingly&lt;br /&gt;will always, &lt;br /&gt;always &lt;br /&gt;be mine.&lt;br /&gt;Only mine.</content>
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    <title>Ode to Sally Simpson</title>
    <published>2008-01-06T05:58:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-06T05:58:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We're very similar.&lt;br /&gt;His young, wise, and perfect love&lt;br /&gt;forces me into corners&lt;br /&gt;on to bathroom floors&lt;br /&gt;crying in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;And still it is his&lt;br /&gt;imagined affections&lt;br /&gt;rocking me into comfort&lt;br /&gt;into salvation&lt;br /&gt;that can dam up the &lt;br /&gt;rivers of my eyes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:potato409:126679</id>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-12-22T10:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-22T15:24:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-22T15:24:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate mature realizations. I like the world of fantasy that I create for myself and I don't like to admit that it's not healthy. I've been pretty all around miserable though since last night and I think he's part of it. Damn. Stupid Anne-Marie.</content>
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    <title>Yesterday was Crazy Fun</title>
    <published>2007-12-21T16:10:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-21T16:10:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok so you know it's a crazy weird day when at the end of it, you find yourself driving around down town at 10:00 wearing a professional chef's hat and listening to Boys Don't Cry by the Cure over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also quote of yesterday: Katie: "Sarah, it's hard to concentrate on otters and famous cats named ray when you're cooking latkes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and there was a blue sweatshirt left at my house (and I have no idea whose it is since David and Teresa switch sweatshirts all the time) and Teresa left her scarf. So if you guys even still read my livejournal I would like to get those back to you before school starts up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY my anger point! Someone told me a rumor that Atonement would be out by christmas at the colony but it is NOT looking that way since the Galaxy says they're not getting it until January 4th, which is after school starts back up and is only one week away from the Golden Globes that I'm watching for that movie. GOSH! That means I'm going to have to try to see it five times that one weekend so that by the golden globes I will be well informed. AND I'm going to be in rehearsal then! GRRRRRRR!</content>
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    <title>one more day</title>
    <published>2007-12-19T20:14:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-19T20:14:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">until I'm done Done DONE with exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have to look over ways of being and calculus tonight and then I'm DONE!</content>
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    <title>for those of you who don't know</title>
    <published>2007-12-16T17:20:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-16T17:20:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in love with James McAvoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's intense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to see him, I recommend going here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gjr2nX8gLyc&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gjr2nX8gLyc&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see his face really well, but that scene is sooo sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I just needed to put that out there.</content>
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    <title>warm muffins</title>
    <published>2007-12-07T03:58:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-07T03:58:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I made bran muffins tonight. I ate one and it was still warm. They're very good. I love cook's illustrated magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my life is back on track. I had some hard stuff this week and some things that hurt, but I think I'm working through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I put some things together today that through pure luck worked out. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But grey's anatomy was lame. Oh well.</content>
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    <title>things</title>
    <published>2007-12-04T05:01:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-04T05:01:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I asked Mr. K if I could get some water during advisory. He was like "are you going to go down the hall and smoke with Gaby?" It was sooo out of the blue since I'm pretty sure I have a reputation for being a goody two shoes at that school and also I hate Gaby. She's really annoying. I was like "no mr. K. Why would I smoke at the water fountain when I can legally smoke anywhere not on school property?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today I finally got the guts up to tell some people how I really feel about some things that were making me unhappy. It involved some tears on the phone and a little bit of hurt on all sides, but I think overall it was the right thing to do.</content>
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    <title>Break Sucks</title>
    <published>2007-11-25T05:25:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-25T05:25:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, even though I have been working really hard to make sure I see friends a lot this break I am still a pathetic little weasel. I have been playing hearts a LOT. I downloaded a free version of the fantastic card game which is all role-playing-ish and you have a little person. Mine is a hideous troll since I didn't buy the full version, and I play against people named things like Tragen. Also I think if I buy the full version I can use magic spells to help me excel in the game. Funny enough, the time I did the best in the game was when I was only paying attention half the time and was really watching spiderman on tv. Also I keep being up at weird times of the night for no good reason and then when I finally decide to go to sleep I can't. Sucks right? I think this is all wrapped up in the fact that I'm on break but Diana's not home. God I wish she was. Oh well I just have to wait till Dec. 24th.</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-11-07T20:37:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-08T01:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-08T01:38:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It seems unfair that I am miserable constantly. Why can't things go back to normal?</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-10-31T15:10:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-31T19:11:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-31T19:11:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YAY! I just found out in the mail that I got a $1500 scholarship to be in the theatre department at catawba! This is based entirely on my audition and resume and no academic things are taken into account. This is pretty fucking exciting, I hear they only give up to $2500 per year and I got a good portion comparatively. I also haven't even gone to the academic scholarship thing yet, so we'll see what else I get.</content>
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    <title>I'm 18!</title>
    <published>2007-10-31T01:29:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-31T01:29:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things I can now do:&lt;br /&gt;-Join the army&lt;br /&gt;-Get Married without parental consent&lt;br /&gt;-Buy tobacco products&lt;br /&gt;-Get piercings&lt;br /&gt;-Get tattoos (but not of john shultz's face on my ass...)&lt;br /&gt;-Buy porn&lt;br /&gt;-Vote&lt;br /&gt;-Go to renaissance faires without having Carmen be my legal guardian for the weekend</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-10-29T18:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-29T22:59:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-29T22:59:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I cleaned my room. It's pretty intense. Also I've become addicted to solitaire. Strange.</content>
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    <title>I'm a dumbass</title>
    <published>2007-10-25T22:51:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-25T22:51:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm a dumbass. And I know better, but I can't help it. Right now when I feel the most abandoned, the most alone, the most vulnerable emotionally I decide to look. I know I shouldn't I know that not looking can keep it out of my thoughts, but even over a year later seeing those pictures and having those dreams still reminds me of those almond moments of pounding hearts and hobbit feet.</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-10-23T17:18:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T21:18:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-23T21:18:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in withdrawal. It's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, I got my first college acceptance letter today. It was a very strange and surreal experience. It was also nothing like all the movies make it out to be like. More confused</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-10-22T15:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-22T19:30:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-22T19:30:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thank you for being there&lt;br /&gt;when I felt abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening&lt;br /&gt;to mindless chatter.&lt;br /&gt;It might seem simple&lt;br /&gt;but it turns worthlessness&lt;br /&gt;into humanity.</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-10-08T15:20:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-08T19:25:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-08T19:25:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I simply&lt;br /&gt;cannot.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot&lt;br /&gt;wrap&lt;br /&gt;my brain around this.&lt;br /&gt;I reject it with&lt;br /&gt;everything inside me,&lt;br /&gt;like a tumor to be pushed out.&lt;br /&gt;Only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;was I complaining&lt;br /&gt;but really loving,&lt;br /&gt;and now, look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am left with a mess&lt;br /&gt;of emotions&lt;br /&gt;of annoying cutesy things&lt;br /&gt;that cannot be mine&lt;br /&gt;of relationships&lt;br /&gt;that hurt&lt;br /&gt;of never saying&lt;br /&gt;those three words&lt;br /&gt;that just need to be&lt;br /&gt;said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a safety blanket&lt;br /&gt;perhaps wrapping myself with it&lt;br /&gt;and breathing deeply&lt;br /&gt;slowly becoming warmer and warmer&lt;br /&gt;would squeeze these feelings out&lt;br /&gt;and I could return&lt;br /&gt;to those days of&lt;br /&gt;living in the lion's den.</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-10-08T07:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-08T11:41:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-08T11:41:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend was productive. I did the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-retake the SAT (and it seemed to go well...)&lt;br /&gt;-get headshots taken&lt;br /&gt;-almost complete my theatre scholarship application and the regular application for Catawba College&lt;br /&gt;-do all my hw and two papers in five hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all exciting, but now I'm tired right when that's the last thing I need to be.</content>
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    <title>potato409 @ 2007-10-03T23:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-04T03:13:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm sore. And I slept on my neck wrong. And I've been having the weird vivid dreams again, which totally sucks. Also I'm upset (see previous post) and I went all the way to greensboro tonight to see a college I don't want to apply for. I also have a death english test tomorrow that I have to take before school (which means waking up an hour early) and I have been going to chapel hill every day after school this week despite my having just closed 12th night. Oh yeah, and I don't have a single free weekend after this one until the end of november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope I don't crash and die. I don't think I will, and I'm so super jazzed about the project in chapel hill and it killed me to not go to rehearsal tonight. Also I CANNOT WAIT for ren faire. I love nsg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to friends that I am constantly neglecting. It is not a choice that I have made consciously. I still love you all.</content>
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